Well does the Bible describe us as sheep. And not as sheep only, but sheep who are prone to wonder—to wonder from Him who made us, saved us, and loves us most.

“This court, over which I am sovereign and Queen, finds you charged, Sir Gabriel the Knight, of the most heinous crimes against this land and her people. How do you plead?” The voice of the Queen, resolute and sharp, rippled across the room with an unnatural power.

I love donuts. My wife, less so. Indeed, her giving me a hard time about junk food has been a long-running gag in our marriage.

If you were pressed to keep one book of the Bible at the expense of all the others, which book would you choose?

Several years ago, a young man from a church neighboring my own was given a severe cancer diagnosis seemingly overnight. Though the cancer was detected early and swiftly acted upon by doctors, the disease was spreading rapidly nonetheless—a terminal diagnosis seemed imminent.

Only a veteran of the Great War could have penned The Chronicles of Narnia.

The Gospel is the Good News of Jesus Christ; it is the very backbone of all that Christians believe and the sum and substance of all that the Bible preaches.

Sanctification begins in the mind of the believer only after they have been given new spiritual life by God the Holy Spirit.

A fairly common question among Christians goes like this: “When were you saved?” When well-meaning folks ask this question, they are typically just trying to get to know you better.