Competing horizons do not create terminal problems at first. The wedding day bliss continues for a while, and these competing horizons might even feel exciting because you’re living with someone very different from you. But when suffering comes, or when a big decision comes, or when crises come — the horizon will matter very much. If we begin a journey together and I’m headed west while you’re headed northwest, we will eventually be in different zip codes.

I believe we are lost. We have completely missed this vital aspect of life with God. And we don’t even know we’re lost. We’re just bumbling along the wrong trail, headed God knows where. What I want to offer you in this article is an overlooked gem of Scripture, a verse I almost never hear preached on, talked about, or quoted. It’s a quiet verse, a verse which will not tickle your vanity. But it will liberate you. I am not exaggerating. If you will take this bite of God’s wor

The name “Good Friday” can be confusing. What could be so “good” about a day filled with such sin, suffering, injustice, sorrow, rejection, and death? On Thursday night and Friday of Holy Week, Jesus Christ was overwhelmed with sorrow in the garden, betrayed by Judas, abandoned by His closest followers, arrested illegally, falsely accused, mocked, beaten, humiliated, condemned. He suffered an excruciating and shameful death for sins he did not commit. It was a horrible day fo