God meets our needs one day at a time.

Sometimes I wonder if we don't see Christ's love as much in the people he tolerated as in the pain he endured.

We forget that IMPOSSIBLE is one of God's favorite words

In our grandparents' generation news of an earthquake in Nepal would reach around the world some days later. In our parents' day the nightly news communicated the catastrophe. Now it's a matter of minutes. We've barely processed one crisis, and then we hear of another.

When our deepest desire is not the things of God, or a favor from God, but God Himself, we cross a threshold.

Prayer pushes us through life's slumps, propels us over the humps and pulls us out of the dumps. Prayer is the oomph we need to get the answers we seek.

I get one hour, really 25 minutes in a sermon on a weekend, to combat all the hours of the week that people are told you are what you have through billboards, commercials, and sitcoms, and so forth.