When the Church and the world can jog comfortably together, you may be sure there is something wrong. The world has not altered. Its spirit is exactly the same as it ever was, and if Christians were equally faithful and devoted to the Lord, and separated from the World, living so that their lives were a reproof to all ungodliness, the world would hate them as much as it ever did.&mdash
When I was seven, I wrote these words in my journal: “Someday, I want to become a world-changer!” I wasn’t sure how, exactly, but I knew I wanted to do something significant with my life — something that would help people, something that would make a difference.
Raucous laughter and pulsating music resounded through the crowded, chaotic street. Eric tried to keep his fellow missionaries in sight as hundreds of drunken revelers surged around them on all sides. Eric (who later became my husband) was twenty-three, and this was one of his first missionary assignments—doing street evangelism on Bourbon Street in New Orleans during Mardi Gras&
I stood nervously in front of the microphone, trying to smile at the audience of forty teen girls who were sitting at beautifully decorated tables nibbling on cupcakes and sipping tea. I was eighteen. It was the first time I had ever been invited to speak publicly. The organizer of a mother-daughter tea at a large, wealthy church in our community asked me to share about my d
Germany, 1933.On a crisp April morning, twenty-seven-year-old Dietrich Bonhoeffer sat pensively in his bedroom at his parents’ home in Berlin. His mind was in turmoil as he gazed down from the second-story window at the bustling city below.
Pilgrim’s Progress has been a popular movie among the Ludy kiddos for the past few weeks. There is a particular scene which Avy, my four-year-old, likes to watch over and over again. It’s the scene where the character Faithful gets burned at the stake for his belief in Christ
Have you ever felt like you really needed some encouraging news? You know, like finding out that you just got a promotion, or learning that the person you are interested in romantically feels the same way about you, or being offered a much-desired ministry or position? It’s easy to
It’s amazing how tempting it can be to run anywhere but to God’s Word whenever we are struggling with doubt and confusion. We often think we’ll find comfort and perspective in the words and ideas of our fellow humans instead of in the eternal Word of God.
There is a lot of talk these days about being “open-minded.” Having an “open-mind” means being willing to entertain other people’s beliefs and ideas, and even to adopt them as your own if they “feel right” to you. Not being open-minded immediatel
When my husband Eric was in his early twenties, he went on a mission trip to inner city New Orleans. One night his team decided to do street evangelism on Bourbon Street during Mardi Gras, holding up a large wooden cross as a visual demonstration as they preached and handed out tracks. E
Jackie Pullinger, a long-time missionary to China, spoke about sharing the Gospel with a woman who had been a prostitute for more than forty years. She had been rejected, abused, and mistreated in nearly every way imaginable. If anyone would seem to have valid reasons why the hope and vi