The Cry from a Cave
Did he pull it off? Could a shepherd from Bethlehem assume command of such a nefarious band of ne’er-do-wells? Did he meet the challenge?
Written by Chuck Swindoll, these encouraging devotional thoughts are published seven days per week.
Did he pull it off? Could a shepherd from Bethlehem assume command of such a nefarious band of ne’er-do-wells? Did he meet the challenge?
Like potatoes in a pressure cooker, we 21st-century creatures understand the meaning of stress.
Can’t and won’t. Christians need to be very careful which one they choose. It seems that we prefer to use can’t.
No offence, but some of you don’t have any business reading this today. Normally, I do not restrict my words to any special group of people. But now I must. This time it is for Christians only.
The seed is carefully sown. Yet shortly after God’s Word is heard, the enemy of our souls, Satan himself, comes and snatches away the biblical insights that have been deposited in our hearts.
Maybe the reason we’ve stopped answering questions is because we’ve stopped asking them.
When the fish aren’t biting, banging on the water with an oar won’t help. You can’t get sap out of a hoe handle. Nor can a relationship be corrected by legislation and force.
In Ecclesiastes 3:1–8, Solomon, the wise, passes along to us a list of various types of “appointed times” on earth. Among them he mentions a time to heal...a time to shun embracing...a time to give up as lost...a time to be silent.
Most folks read through the Bible and casually notice birds, plants, trees, and wind. But not you! Aim higher than that.
We need each other. You need someone and someone needs you. Isolated islands we’re not. To make this thing called life work, we gotta lean and support.