I Should Probably Be a Pillar of Salt by Now

Author Jessie Clemence hosted me on her blog last week, and I wanted to share the article with you here.

I love Jessie's writing because she has a distinct and entertaining voice. Which is just an academic way of saying she's genuine, funny, and you feel like you know her by reading her words. Her newest book is geared toward mothers, and it is called I Could Use a Nap and a Million Dollars: Biblical Alternatives to Stressed-Out Living.

You should check it out!

Photo by Rich Brown

Anyway here's a snippet of the post I wrote. It's about Lot's wife and our tendency to look back to the things of the world rather than looking forward to our salvation in Christ:

What Happens When You Invite Jesus into Your Home

Today I have a new book out called Walking with Christ: 30 Days with Jesus on the Road to Jerusalem. Exciting, right?

Click here to see the book on Amazon:

Walking with Christ: 30 Days with Jesus on the Road to Jerusalem

The book is a month-long devotional covering Luke 17-19 with scripture reading, commentary, and guided prayer for each day. These chapters in Luke span Jesus's last trip to Jerusalem, encompassing his final days before Passion Week began.

Throughout these days Jesus wasted no time fretting about the cross, but instead dispensed crucial lessons about the kingdom of God to his disciples. In a matter of days it would be their turn to pick up the mantle and carry out Christ's mission.

So what did Jesus teach them? To state it succinctly: God's kingdom is nothing at all like earthly kingdoms. Where kingdoms on earth value strength, money and power, God's kingdom celebrates children, widows and beggars.

But rather than simply tell you about the book, I thought I'd share some of it with you. What follows is an excerpt from Walking with Christ, day twenty-three.

Audio Excerpt: Step into the Shoes of the Disciples and Discover God's Kingdom

I'm excited to announce I have a new book coming out in one week.

On September 6 my new devotional, Walking with Christ: 30 Days with Jesus on the Road to Jerusalem will be released.

For those following along at home, it's been over three years since the release of my last book, Under the Sun. That may have felt like a long time for you, but believe me, it felt like a decade for me.

If you'd have told me it would be almost forty months until the next book, I would have laughed and silently dismissed you as one given to exaggeration. But alas life, with its constant demands on time and resources, wedged its way between the keyboard and me--sometimes for the better, but also to the detriment of my passion for writing books.

And yet, forty months seems like a good parallel to the forty years God's people spent in the wilderness. God used the time to sharpen my skills, shore up my dedication to craft, and enhance my farsightedness in regard to authorial pursuits. Above all, He is teaching me to rely on Him rather than on my own strength.

All that to say: I think this book is my best to date, and I think you'll enjoy it.

Dear Christian: No Matter How You Live Your Life, You'll Always Be Wrong

Did you know I write exclusive content for my email subscribers?

I just sent the latest article out.

Photo by Brendan Church

I've called the essay, Dear Christian: No Matter How You Live Your Life, You'll Always Be Wrong. Here's how it begins:

No matter how you live your life, you’re wrong. 
At least, that’s true if you listen to what others have to say. The ultra religious will say you’re not pious enough. The world will say you’re not liberal enough. 
Have a beer? 
The Pharisees will condemn you for partaking of alcohol, you drunkard. The world will condemn you for drinking just one, you pansy. 
Watching a movie? 
Make sure your elders don’t know about it. But do make sure you tell your secular friends because they can’t believe you haven’t seen it yet, and they’re dying to talk to you about it.

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What I Read in 2017

The turn of the calendar is the time of year when we must endure those inane end-of-year lists on blogs, on television, and on podcasts. At first they are interesting. They may spark your memory about an event from the previous twelve months or remind you how far—or how little—you’ve come since last January 1. But after exposure to a few lists, subsequent countdowns become nauseating. 20 Most-Liked Celeb Instagram Posts of 2017. Seriously?

Aaron Burden

Just as a photograph or a song (or a web page detailing the most creeped upon celebrities) can spark memories in one’s mind, so can a well read book. For example I recall the chill of the vinyl hospital rocker as I read Frank Viola and Mary DeMuth’s The Day I Met Jesus. The room was quiet that day as Abram, my asthmatic, and his mother rested in each other’s arms, passed out in exhaustion after the ordeals of illness gave way to the relief of albuterol, prednisolone, and a couple liters of oxygen—just one in a series of hospitalizations the youngling has had to endure in his short span on earth.

2 Corinthians 6:14 Is About So Much More Than Marriage

Sebastian Pichler

Did you know I write a monthly article for subscribers to my email list?

I just sent this month's out, and I think it turned out pretty good. (Of course, I might be a bit biased.) Here's how it begins:

If Ridgeview Elementary School no longer conducts three-legged races, it’s probably my fault.
When your contest ends with two second-graders on the ground wailing in pain, administrators tend to reconsider the merits of such activities.
As you know from Under The Sun, I’ve always been a super competitive guy. Call it nature or call it nurture; I enjoy competing. So on that sunny day at Ridgeview when they linked my right ankle with the left of classmate Elizabeth, my blood started pumping in anticipation of that word, “Go!”
But if you know anything about three-legged races, you know success relies more upon coordination than determination. As such, forcefully running down the field even if it means dragging your companion through the dandelions, would not be a good strategy. Maybe someone should have told me that earlier.

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What You Miss When You Miss Church

Why were you looking for me? Did you not know that I must be in my Father’s house? Luke 2:49

The sound of a modem connecting to the internet can be disconcerting the first time you hear it.

The uninitiated might conclude this is how robots communicate with one another or that aliens have finally invaded earth, or worse yet, that his or her computer is about to explode. For all of you youngsters out there who have not had the joy of listening to the noises generated in the modem-dialing procedure, I’d recommend you YouTube it just for edification.

The process begins simple enough with a typical dial tone followed by dialing. Then the magic happens.

You might hear a couple of beeps then noises so diverse and bizarre English’s onomatopoeia has yet to catch up. Although I’m sure brighter wordsmiths than yours truly could conjure up better descriptions, I would describe the dial up sound like this. Imagine a man at the beach with a bird on his shoulders. The bird is attempting to squawk repeatedly with a beak full of water while the man strikes a triangle in rapid succession. Behind the fowl and human, construction is underway on a new condominium. And in an instant, a tsunami force wave envelopes them all.

Now imagine all of this cacophony digitized and auto-tuned to a key unbeknownst to even the most progressive musicians. Yeah, it's kind of like that.

And yet, while that sound is far from melifluous, for me in late 2002 it brought much anticipation.