christian living
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Marking Yourself
A short devotional on Exodus 12 that explores how visible signs of faith—from WWII resistance symbols to the blood on Egypt’s doorposts—declare our allegiance to God. How are you marking yourself today? Read more
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A Guide to Growing Up Well
A practical, encouraging guide for twentysomethings—covering vocation, faith, work, family, and community. A valuable resource for young adults and those who mentor them. Read more
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Review: Whisper by Mark Batterson
Often claiming to hear the voice of God is to admit you’re bat crazy. So even when we have such an experience, we often keep it to ourselves rather than make a public announcement. Whisper unfortunately does not deny that looking crazy is one of the outcomes of a lifestyle in communion with God: Faith is Read more
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letting problems take a backseat
I was there to listen to Bruce sing again in the quartet for the first time in three years. To compensate for the loss of salivary glands, he took long sips of water between songs. And on one of his water breaks, he shared his testimony. He began, “Three years ago I got the blessing Read more
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the golden rule: setting a trend of gracious living
Whatsoever ye would that men should do to you, do ye even so to them. Matthew 7:12, King James Version. If yours was a church-going family, you probably memorized this verse about the same time you learned to speak. And if you’re family was hardcore, you probably used the King James version, like did. I Read more
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Jesus among other gods
In the end I leave Jesus among other gods. Having done so, I feel like a traitor, betraying who I really am. Inside out, through and through, I am a Seventh-day Adventist Christian. You know the forms that ask for details about yourself—height, weight, race? There needs to be a place for me to simply Read more
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taking out the trash
The bulging files of yellowed, mildewed papers screamed for archival. So I sat to sift and sort through stuff that went back more than 15 years. The more I sorted, the more disgusted I became. Not with the dust and mildew, but with the trash I found. Resham and his wife Jumuna have been working Read more
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sometimes life’s better than a fairy tale
I felt so alone that September morning, sitting under the big oak tree behind my Aunt and Uncle’s home. A pool of tears blotted out the “apartments for rent” in the Sunday paper. The remaining tears clogged my heart. Several months earlier I had moved to the United States with my toddler son to join Read more
SAYS FYL 