Lately, I’ve found myself wrestling with questions I don’t have answers for. I can’t wrap them in a box with a bow neatly tied around it, as I do with miraculously answered prayers that fit in my faith box nicely. The ramifications of the global crisis we are facing can’t be easily predicted or explained, let alone understood. So many questions, so many unknowns, so many different opinions. The enemy would like nothing more than to use the heaviness and uncertainty of this time to make us question God’s goodness, faithfulness, and even His existence. I don’t know about you,…

A missionary friend recently sent a letter sharing the story of a woman she shared the gospel with. This woman believed she didn’t deserve God’s love and grace because of all the bad things she had done. She knew she had not lived a good moral life, and that she had made one bad choice after another. When my friend explained to her that the good news of the gospel is that Jesus died for our sins so we could receive His righteousness, and be able to have a relationship with God free from guilt and condemnation, she believed her. She…

Many years ago, we were invited to a little boy’s birthday party. When it was time to eat, the parents had a seat ready for the birthday boy somewhere in the middle of the table, however, he wanted to sit at the head of the table. I wonder if he knew the head of the table is considered to be the place of honor. I don’t know, he was kind of young to be thinking about that. But for whatever reason it was obvious that he was displeased with the place his parents assigned for him at the table. I…