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If I Have Gay Children

A RESPONSE to John Pavlovitz John Pavlovitz’s original article was posted on his blog. It was very stirring & made me think. Thanks, John! Sometimes I wonder if I will have gay children. I wonder if any of them will end up divorced, wealthy, in a live-in relationship, abused, overseas, addicted, homeless, or if they will be married […]

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Stone-Caster or Stone-Catcher?

When someone has damaged their reputation or fallen into sin, the easiest thing to do is – well – nothing! But Galatians 6:1 commands something very different. Frankly, I don’t know if there is a verse in the Bible that is less practiced in today’s Christian world. But God has been clear. If you are “spiritual,” it is your duty to get involved in restoration of the fallen – to become a stone catcher.

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Greater Things

Change is uncomfortable. Transitions aren’t usually enjoyable – but they are absolutely necessary … if we intend on growing. Passing the baton, moving from one stage to another, rising to another level, turning the page into a new chapter. These are all metaphors we use to describe transitions.

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Responding to the Sandy Hook Tragedy

FEATURED: We’re Praying for Newtown (Join the Prayer Effort)
by P4G Partner: Brian Norris [LINK]

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Postmortem for a Dream – Part Two

When I think about that building, I laugh just to keep from crying. The boarded window spaces were only accentuated by the peeling paint on the outside, and mold was growing on the walls of the nursery inside. I distinctly remember arriving one Sunday morning to find that a raccoon urine had soaked through the dropped ceiling and formed a puddle directly on top of my hymnal.

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Postmortem for a Dream

At times, I vacillate between being frustrated at God and being angry with myself. I feel relief, and then I feel guilt for feeling relief. At the last Sunday evening gathering, as everyone enjoyed food and games and being together, I ran upstairs, locked myself in my bathroom, and sobbed for twenty minutes. Already my relationships with my wife and children are better off for my decision, but that just means I was messing it up before, I tell myself.

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