Many of us have spent the last couple of days reeling from the new NY law that states babies can be aborted up to full term.
Sixteen years ago I spent my nights working on a puzzle into the wee hours of the morning. While I should have been resting for school the next day (I was only seventeen), my mind was too busy for sleep.
The reality is that the body of Christ is already a multicultural Church. We just spend so much time in our cozy subgroups that we’ve convinced ourselves that we aren’t diverse.
If you’ve ever walked into a church you’ve probably been hurt by it.
Old wounds heal slow sometimes. It took me 30 years to realize my earthly father had never really been a father to me. Though I pray and cried much and received healing, the “loss” of my father could not be mourned in one day.
Jesus never intended worldly government to replace His authority. God’s authority is sovereign and of a world (heaven) we can only begin to imagine.
I sat in my husband’s office yesterday listening to him share about a church someone recommended to him. Being the vigilant theologian I am, I immediately knew what was off just by the denomination.