2 Samuel
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I want to believe my identity is fixed in Christ. I know the theology. I’ve read it. I’ve written it. I’ve even taught it. I know better. And I still forget. Still every day, I still have to fight these same lies…
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Some tensions don’t have clean resolutions. That’s what today’s reading reminded me. In 1 Corinthians 7, Paul addresses a hard, often heartbreaking reality: a believer married to an unbeliever. It’s not a category most people prepare for on their wedding day. But it happens. And when it does—it raises questions most of us aren’t equipped…
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David is on his way back to the throne. The rebellion is over. Absalom is dead. And the long, awkward return begins.
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He thought his hair would make him glorious. It was thick. Flowing. A crown of beauty that turned heads and fueled his fame. Scripture says he cut it once a year because it got too heavy—five pounds worth of ego cascading from his scalp. And in the end, that glory got him killed.
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It was the most sacred object in all of Israel. A golden chest that held the Ten Commandments. The mercy seat where God’s presence once rested in fire and smoke. The symbol of victory, judgment, holiness, and favor. So David sends it away…
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For the dads: Don’t be a drunk captain.
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Sometimes, the most merciful thing God can do… is confront you. Because sin rarely starts as rebellion. It starts as entitlement. Justification. A subtle shift in attention. A small decision that snowballs into a big regret.
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The Apostle Paul once wrote that “the word of the cross is folly to those who are perishing” (1 Corinthians 1:18). But sometimes… the folly shows up in a cardiology exam. Let me explain. Yesterday morning, I had an appointment with my cardiologist. Routine stuff—an EKG, a chest ultrasound, all the pokes and prods that…
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“This is not at all how we thought it was supposed to be…” Every time life doesn’t go according to plan, those lyrics come flooding back. I first heard them over two decades ago when my Aunt Carol sang them at church on Easter Sunday. The original songwriter had written them in grief, in the…
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Some people steady you just by showing up. They don’t fix everything. They don’t quote clichés. They don’t offer platitudes. They simply stand near. Speak truth. And remind you that you’re not as alone—or undone—as you feel. They’ve known darker storms than yours. They’ve seen loss that rearranged their entire world. And still… they show…
