It was late, dark, and quiet—the kind of quiet that made up every night before. Nothing out of the ordinary. Just a regular night. I had prayed, locked the doors, and turned off the lights. The room was sealed like a tomb (as it always was), and I lay down, ready for the sweet mercy of sleep. But what came that night was something else entirely.
What am I being discipled for? To know who Jesus is? To understand how salvation works? To be useful in the church? To get married and raise a family? To learn how to parent my kids well? What is the ultimate goal of discipleship?
Take a deep breath. We’re going to talk about Hillsong, Bethel, and those other so-called “unholy hits” that many in the church today want to boycott with a level of fervor that might make John the Baptist blush.
For members, submission to their elders fosters spiritual growth by cultivating humility, teachability, and a willingness to be shaped by God’s Word.
The Word of God does not come to us as a fragmented collection of spiritual tidbits for our devotional moments. No, it is a roaring fire, burning with clarity and authority over all of life. From the smallest whispers to the great rumblings of the world, the Bible speaks to every facet of human existence – and it does so with sufficiency, authority, and finality.
At the Deacon Ordination Ceremony—a call for all Christians to embody and dramatize the extravagant mercies of Christ.
It has not been an unusual occurrence for someone in my congregation to wonder if that sermon illustration or that pointed warning was directed as a frontal assault on them.
A little over two years ago (maybe three), we found ourselves on a liturgical trajectory, moving to a more defined order of service, not because
A Call to the table of Christ, to his body and blood that paid the ultimate price.
Although I had limited exposure to Tim’s ministry, what I did see and learn, particularly about Gospel-centered preaching, greatly influenced my own sermons. Tim possessed