What was once foolishness to us-a crucified God-must become our wisdom and our power and our only boast in this world.

You get one pass at life. That’s all. Only one. And the lasting measure of that life is Jesus Christ.

Life is precarious, and life is precious. Don't presume you will have it tomorrow, and don't waste it today.

I wrote this poem called “The Calvinist” to capture a glimpse of God’s sovereign intersection with the life of a sinful man. There is no part of life where the greatness of God does not penetrate deeply. I want to help you feel that.

The call of God does what the call of man cannot. It raises the dead.

Redemption is not perfection. The redeemed must realize their imperfections.

Death is like my car. It takes me where I want to go.