As a father, I try to make it a habit to pray for my children each day before they even crawl out of bed. Before they’ve begun their day, I want to have already asked the Lord to bless, keep, and prosper them. Praying for my children was on my mind as I read this sweet, poetic prayer by Amy Carmichael. She did not have biological children of her own, but was Amma (mommy) to hundreds who were delivered to …
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As the week comes to a close, I want to remind you of MinistryNetwork by Westminster (this week’s sponsor) and encourage you to check it out. Today’s Kindle deals include some classics and a couple of newer books. (Yesterday on the blog: Parents: To Join Social Media Is To Witness Death) Remember, It’s A Privilege! Here’s a good reminder to pastors as they prepare to take to their pulpits tomorrow. “This weekend as you stand before your church and open …
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This week the blog has been sponsored by Ministry Network by Westminster, and today they are giving away some free memberships. But what if things were different? Are you often discouraged by social media? If you’re like us, then the answer is “Yes!” The big social media companies pretend to be free—but in reality, you pay a big price. They collect all your personal information. They fill your screen with advertisements. They spread negativity and secularism from the news media. …
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The early promise of social media is that it would help us make friends. But as it has matured, it seems better suited to help us make enemies. Long gone are the happy days when it was all about connecting with others around shared interests. Today it seems to major in beating down others others over differences. If our social media world has given us new ways of making friends, it has also given us new ways of making enemies. …
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Social media was still in its infancy when it showed me a death for the first time. All these years later the details remain vivid in my mind. A colleague said, “Tim, check this out.” He turned his screen toward me to show a blindfolded man kneeling before his captors. They spoke a few words in a language I did not understand, then reached toward him. A knife flashed, a throat was slit, blood spilled. I almost threw up. Late …
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