
One morning, as mist rose from the water, Dony suddenly came up with a song. He went to the keyboard in the living room of the houseboat and began to sing, “Morning sun ...”

This past Wednesday, I was awakened from a dream with one phrase pressing on my mind: “Rapture Ready 24/7.”

“Which path should I take?” That was the question he pondered all the while contemplating the correct changes he needed to make for his life going forward.

No room in the Inn ... when Christ is crowded out of our lives, the result is always spiritual loss.

The burden of this blog is simple and sobering: if the church is called to restrain darkness, then we must ask whether we are standing strong in spiritual readiness or merely Hanging By A Thread.

Someone sent me a short video a few days ago about a man who had a Neuralink device implanted in his brain. The person in the video presented it as urgent and highly significant, especially in relation to Bible prophecy.

What if we could see 35 years into the future? I wonder what that would look like for most of us ...

There are some titles that speak not only to what we believe, but to what our hearts need to remember. The Father We Never Have To Lose is one of those reminders.

I looked at it half in amazement and half in amusement ...

Here I was, sitting right in the middle of overwhelming goodness ...

We found ourselves wandering through a proverbial wilderness ...

Ever have one of those hunger cravings ...

Before I passed by the person walking on the sidewalk I noticed it ...
Too many believers are waiting for God to send them a certified letter before they’ll move. But God is already speaking — through His Word, through the people He’s placed around you, in the quiet moments when the noise of the world dies down just enough for His voice to cut through.
For years I assumed forty-five yards was as far as my leg could send a football. Then the Lord showed me the truth: that wasn’t my limit. It was the size of my yard. The fence behind me was a property line, not a prophecy.
Maybe your garden feels small. A class of only six people. A job that doesn’t feel like a calling. A routine that feels repetitive. But are you being faithful in it? The way you handle the small garden is how God evaluates if you’re ready for the bigger field.