Pornography is a problem.
Porn is like a narcotic, it hijacks the brain, it redefines human sexuality, and in the meantime ruins lives, destroys families, and destabilizes ministries. And honestly it’s a problem that makes me tired — tired of the devastation Satan is causing to children, women, families, pastors, churches, and the world with this tragic evil.
Porn became a problem for me when I was only six, and by the grace of God that problem ended when Jesus saved me at age seventeen. But I know it rarely happens so cleanly. It is still a temptation, yes; temptation abounds living in the city I do, and with the heart I have, but grace abounds all the more in Jesus Christ.
Friends, I hate porn. And here’s why.
In the past few months, I’ve had the relatively recent phenomenon of meeting people in “real life” after we have connected first from my online writing, including this blog and social media.
Almost always, at some point the conversation turns to my introverted personality in seeming contradiction to my internet persona. “I don’t want to offend you or anything, but you seem different than you do on Twitter.”
The Strange Fire conference starts today and Grace To You is going to be livestreaming the event. Regardless of where you land on the cessationist – charismatic spectrum, this should be a worthwhile event to check out. Here’s a video preview featuring R.C. Sproul on the cessationist convictions of the Reformers:
I’m no liar so when someone asks how I am I rarely say, “Fine.” My go-to answer, though, is just as distasteful: “Busy.”
It’s been a season of life, going on a year now, where I’ve felt under the laundry pile of the life. I think to myself, “I really need to get out from under this stuff,” but the truth is I’ve hardly had three days in a row to stop and take stock of what’s keeping me busy.
This fall in particular I’m juggling four things that could be full-time jobs in themselves. And this morning I cracked a little bit.
Because I am not enough.
J. Carl Laney:
Most of us would say that we preach the truth. Popular myths are not the meat and potatoes of strong, evangelical preaching.
Yet many preachers have passed on the tradition that the High Priest had a rope around his foot to drag him out of the Holy of Holies if he died while performing the sacred rituals on the Day of Atonement. This bit of information adds an exciting little tidbit to a sermon on the sometimes boring details of the sacrificial ritual.