As Christians, we not only have a response to this question that is clear, good, and truthful; better yet, we have a biblical anthropology that is deeply beautiful and adorns us with dignity.
The continuous demands of student ministry have forced me to this realization: Jesus is my only source for strength and true, lasting contentment.
There is greater joy in being the servant of King Jesus than being served by others, because it is what we were created to do: to glorify, honor, serve, and worship him.
Often we walk away from these events sensing that the meaning of Christmas has been lost in the wrapping paper and accompanying sugar high.
Teens and young adults want to know: if God is so loving, why does he allow his people, whom he saved through faith in Jesus Christ, to suffer?
Church is a place of refuge, the only place I know of where who I am is not determined by what I do.
Only Jesus can reveal himself to us, and he is the only source of grace, salvation, and deliverance. To tell ourselves otherwise is not the gospel.
We parents have to wrestle our own competitive streaks to the ground before we can even begin to model gospel-formed attitudes about sports to our children.
The Jesus I Wish I Knew in High School has become an invaluable resource in preparing these short, grace-filled words for our weekly meeting.
