Never before have we had so many options of TV shows, movies, music, blogs, social media, and books available through so many different mediums (TV, internet, Netflix, etc.). How can we make sure we faithfully follow Christ in this new entertainment age?
Discerning media consumption needs more than a litmus test of saying we shouldn’t watch excessive violence and sexuality (which is true). We need to understand the complex and often subtle effects of media on our lives.
Discipleship or mentoring is a hot topic in Christian circles. It seems everyone weighs in on the “right” way to do it. You can buy books and Bible studies that give prescriptive plans of the right way to disciple. You need to eat together, you need to go through a book together, you just need to go to the grocery together and watch how I mother my kids. I love the concept of discipleship and have had the privilege to be under another woman’s wing in multiple seasons of life. But sometimes I fear in the semantics debate over discipleship or mentoring, or the strong opinions promoted on how it should be done, we’ve become too prescriptive, and haven’t left room for different ways God might choose to use others in our lives. I’m going to share with you four pictures of discipleship that I’ve experienced in my own life. Each one looks different, and each has been an incredible source of growth and encouragement to me.
We would do well to ask ourselves the question of whether we are prepared to bear the burden of church unity. Are we prepared, since we see unity in Jesus’ body as so important, to take on some measure of personal cost for her sake?
Brandon shares some insights based on last week’s episode of Word Matters, which is also well worth checking out.
Do you struggle with reading the Bible? One reason we wrestle with this spiritual discipline is that we think we must be reading extensively every day or reading not at all; we don’t give ourselves much room for growth in this task. If you want to read more, try one of these simple ideas to get started.
When doing personal Bible devotions, this gospel will sneak up on me and like a playful child hiding behind a door, jump out and surprise me. It happened this morning in the 116th Psalm, “I love the Lord because he has heard my voice and my pleas for mercy.” He has heard me! He has! At the pit of despair with my voice hoarse from crying out, he heard me! And not only did he hear me, but he also healed me. Oh, this gospel is glorious.
A favorite from the archives:
This is where I find some tiny bit of good news in the book of Judges—that the Judges themselves point forward to a different, a better Deliverer. One who would not be limited to addressing the consequences of sin, but the cause of it. One who would rescue his people from bondage; bondage of the heart. Our enslavement to sin.