Anyone who has not been living under a rock since the inauguration of President Donald Trump is fully aware of how divided our country is. Since that day in January 2017, legions of previously dormant leftists have seized every possible opportunity to make it clear how dissatisfied they are with the state of the country.Read more about The Truth About America’s Division: I Dare You to Read This[…]
Over the last 12 months or so I’ve made it a policy to not use my blogging opportunities to cover controversial topics within the realm of Christianity. For right or wrong I am, quite frankly, tired of the arguing. A good case in point is the authority of the 1611 authorized version of the KingRead more about Why I No Longer Argue about the King James Bible[…]
I must confess there are some words I absolutely hate. One of them is ‘community’. It’s not that this word is inherently evil in any way, it’s just that it has become a word we Christians use to alleviate ourselves of the responsibility of submission, obedience and obeisance to God. I hate the word because ‘community’ has become the latest Christian buzzword that is touted as being the solution to church lethargy despite the fact that it means nothing.
“Enter ye in at the strait gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat: Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it.” (Matt. 7:13-14)
As a Christian believer, what does this Scripture reference mean to you? Most of us with a basic understanding know it to be a reference to the gospel message of salvation through the death and resurrection of Jesus. But I challenge you to read the entire seventh chapter of Matthew for a little context. Why? Because what Jesus said in verses 13 and 14 is about more than just the salvation of the soul. It’s also about bearing the fruit of Christianity after the initial salvation experience.
I know New York City. I know it like the back of my hand; inside and out, up and down, all around too. After all, I lived most of my life in Rochester, NY. And I even visited the Big Apple in ’82 and again in 2000. I’ve driven right past the Twin Towers; I’ve taken a ferry across the river; I’ve seen Rockefeller Center at Christmas and even had dinner with Kevin Klein on Broadway. I know New York.