Monsters In The Dark
Nov17

Monsters In The Dark

“Mom, I think there is a monster in the closet” is something that I can remember saying several times as a kid. The thought that something was hiding in my closet: waiting, plotting, and drooling for the opportunity to devour me ruled my sleepless nights. Maybe I watched too many Scooby Doo cartoons or read too many Goosebumps books as a child. Either way, every night fear ruled my thoughts as I would stare at my closet door...

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Last Lesson from Jonah
Oct20

Last Lesson from Jonah

[1] But it displeased Jonah exceedingly, and he was angry. [2] And he prayed to the LORD and said, “O LORD, is not this what I said when I was yet in my country? That is why I made haste to flee to Tarshish; for I knew that you are a gracious God and merciful, slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love, and relenting from disaster. [3] Therefore now, O LORD, please take my life from me, for it is better for me to die than to live.”...

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The Missionary Heart of God
Oct06

The Missionary Heart of God

The Missionary Heart of God   [4] Jonah began to go into the city, going a day’s journey. And he called out, “Yet forty days, and Nineveh shall be overthrown!” [5] And the people of Nineveh believed God. They called for a fast and put on sackcloth, from the greatest of them to the least of them.               [6] The word reached the king of Nineveh, and he arose from his throne, removed his robe, covered himself with...

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Authority and Love
Sep28

Authority and Love

AUTHORITY AND LOVE   [1] Then the word of the LORD came to Jonah the second time, saying, [2] “Arise, go to Nineveh, that great city, and call out against it the message that I tell you.” [3] So Jonah arose and went to Nineveh, according to the word of the LORD. Now Nineveh was an exceedingly great city, three days’ journey in breadth.   (Jonah 3:1-3 ESV)   Everyone loves a good redemption story. We read them in...

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Gratitude and Joy
Sep22

Gratitude and Joy

Gratitude and Joy   Like many of us, when I was sixteen I got my first car. I had spent the three previous summers working at the local auto shop and saved just enough money to buy a 1992 Ford Explorer. I was excited about my new car. It meant that I could go where I wanted to go when I wanted to go there. It meant no more waiting for mom or dad to pick me up from practice. It meant I could possibly go on a date without mom...

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