Welcome to my blog. I mostly write about Christian Living, but I enjoy the Kentucky Wildcats, New Orleans Saints, and a good cup of coffee.
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Every day we get on this planet is due to grace. We all deserve to be in hell right now. The fact that you’re reading this here in this moment means you’re experiencing God’s grace in this very moment. Each day is more than we should have had. These are things with have to keep on our minds as we discuss God’s goodness and severity.
A book that has made a big impact on me this year is Gentle and Lowly by Dane Ortlund. It’s all about the heart of Christ and how he loves sinners. Leave it to J.I. Packer to be ahead of the curve on this subject. Chapter 12 was all about the love of God and as I read Packer, I heard much of what I had read from Ortlund…
Telling others about Jesus used to feel like a lot of pressure to me. What if I wasn't convincing enough? What if I didn't make a compelling enough argument? What if I didn't have all the answers? Imagine my relief when I learned that God does the saving and he can use my nervous, stuttering presentation if he wants! This was such a freeing revelation.
I was blessed to grow up in a Christian home. I heard about God and Jesus from the time I was born. I was made to go to church every time the doors were open. As I learned English, I also learned what we might call Christian language. Stories of God and Christian terms were never foreign to me . I had a lot of familiarity when it came to the things of God. I say all that to say that the concept of God becoming a man probably didn’t shock me like it would someone who was saved at an older age. I was blessed to grow up knowing about God.
When I was younger, I often felt like none of my friends took initiative. I felt as though I kept the friendship going and if we were going to get together or hang out, it would be through my doing. I wanted to go and stay at other people’s houses. I wanted to be invited to go places with them and do things they were doing. However, it seemed that most of the time, I was doing the inviting.
I know all the right answers. I grew up in church, participated in Bible drill, went to a Christian college where I minored in religion, and graduated from a respectable seminary. I promise I can give you the right answers—and if I can’t—I can find them for you. All the head knowledge in the world, however, does not help produce one ounce of heart knowledge. Having all the right answers does not change my heart or my actions.
