Typing this in a living room lit only by glowing pumpkins and flickering candles, I only have to glance over my laptop screen to see my worn copy of Night of the Living Dead Christian by Matt Mikalatos sitting on the coffee table in front of me. Continue reading “What Monster Are You?”
I can’t live like Jesus. Continue reading “I Can’t Live Like Christ”
Sometimes we forget that everyone has an ugly backstory of some sort. Differing levels of gravity, but ugly nonetheless. Continue reading “Rejecting Rahab”
Very, very rarely is it ever shared, but I write spoken word pieces frequently. Sometimes, words need to be penned, but they don’t fit a traditional piece or a song, and thus, must be written a different way. Continue reading “I Will Rise: Words Inspired by Jesus, Piper, and Micah 7”
“He is risen.” “He is risen indeed.” Continue reading “The Day After the Resurrection”
But the Lord God called to the man, “Where are you?”
Desmond Doss was an ordinary man who loved an extraordinary Savior. It was his faith in God and a childhood encounter that made him a pacifist; he would not take life from another human being, nor would he pick up a weapon. This firm belief carried him into the beginning of World War II, when he enlisted in the United States’ Army as a medic. He was told he wouldn’t be asked to pick up a weapon. Continue reading “Hacksaw Ridge and the Fight for Lost Souls”
A missionary recently visited our Church, giving account of some of his time in the field and talking about the culture he was living and working in. He depicted the religious system of the culture, explaining what all their pantheism entailed. In the midst of this description, he gave an account of the ancient human sacrifice system that existed. Continue reading “Human Sacrifice and the Paradox of Jesus”
“Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners—of whom I am the worst.” Continue reading “The Worst of Sinners”
Recently, I was sitting in a church service, and being quite frank, I was completely distracted. As the pastor droned on, I kept trying to focus in, lost my focus, and then berated myself for not being focused. Finally, it got bad enough that I tried to process why I was having such a hard time listening to this pastor. Finally, it dawned on me. Continue reading “Jesus Isn’t Boring”
KELVEY OLIVIA VANDER HART 