The ice gleamed under the fluorescent lights of the arena. Breaths hung visible in the cold air. Fifty-five games into the season—fifty wins, three ties, and just two losses. One more game to decide it all. Championship on the line.
The Fire That Never Dies: Finding God’s Authentic Flame in a World of Imitations
The mountain air carried a chill that evening in Cumberland, Kentucky.
The air was thick with anticipation as the young couple stood before me, hands intertwined, eyes glistening with the promise of tomorrow. I had performed dozens of wedding ceremonies before, but this one felt different.
Let me tell you about the day my stone missed. Yeah, you heard that right. MISSED.
We all know the Sunday School version. Little David, big Goliath, perfect shot, giant falls. But here’s what they don’t teach you in Vacation Bible School – sometimes your stone…
Picture this: Three years of drought had turned the land to dust. Not a drop of rain in sight. The kind of drought that makes you forget what clouds look like. But Elijah? He heard rain. Not with his ears – there wasn’t a cloud in…
Twenty-four point eight miles.
It’s just a number, really. A short distance that most of us drive without a second thought. The kind of distance a jogger covers on a good morning, or a horse traverses in an easy hour. But sometimes the shortest distances hold…
Have you ever noticed how life’s greatest victories often lead to life’s quietest caves? Just ask Elijah. One moment he’s watching heaven’s fireworks display on Mount Carmel, and the next he’s running from a queen’s threats like yesterday’s newspaper caught in the wind.
The old oak tree in my backyard has taught me something about ministry. Each autumn, it lets go of its leaves – not in anger or fear, but because that’s part of its story.