Since Debbie's diagnosis of early onset dementia, her husband Jay, a good friend and an EPM board member, has written eloquently about their experience. Each time he sends an update about Debbie, I’ve deeply appreciated his heartfelt insights, and faithful love for his precious wife.
The “flash mob” in the video in this blog is distinctive and features an original arrangement of “Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring” and “Joy to the World.” This is doubly special to us because “Jesu, Joy of Man’s Desiring” was the processional to which Nanci came up the aisle at our wedding on May 31, 1975.
The people Jesus spoke to lived without streetlights. If they didn’t have a lamp and a means to light it, they groped in darkness, vulnerable to assailants. They understood what it meant when Jesus said, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will not walk in darkness, but will have the light of life” (John 8:12).
This year marks the 40th anniversary of the founding of my home church, Good Shepherd Community Church in Boring, Oregon. When the church started, I was a full-time pastor at the ripe old age of 22! I’d like to share some memories from the past four decades, tying them together with thoughts about the value and importance of local churches.
I’ve shared Jesus with people on sidewalks, planes, and tennis courts. Some friends think I’m a natural-born evangelist. But I’m not! Evangelism can be uncomfortable, but God doesn’t call us to be comfortable.
Charles Spurgeon shared this in his sermon “Knowledge. Worship. Gratitude”: "Let us begin to be very thankful, if we have not been so before. Let us praise God for common mercies, for they prove to be uncommonly precious when they are once taken away."
Last month when Nanci and I were in Washington, D.C., we had the opportunity to preview the 430,000 square foot Museum of the Bible, which officially opened to the public this past weekend. I’m not exaggerating when I say it’s absolutely incredible.
My baptism was unforgettable. Two years later I had the privilege of leading my mother to Christ and baptizing her. That was forty-five years ago, but in my mind it was yesterday. How many things do we remember well four decades later?
Recently a prolife group at Portland State University (not far from my hometown of Gresham, Oregon), hosted a mobile display for the Genocide Awareness Project (GAP), a project which shows images of aborted children next to victims of historical and contemporary genocides and other injustices.
In his groundbreaking article I shared on my blog earlier this year, Joe Carter used the term “Broken Wolves,” which he defined as those “who use their own authenticity, pain, and brokenness to attract believers who are also suffering and broken.”
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