Rush hour traffic, New York City. The taxi driver swerved hard left to avoid collision, cursed and sped forward. I had just told him about my first encounter with Jesus Christ, and how love had won over skepticism. In response, he had craned his neck to talk about God as Creator, one to be feared…

It happened on the five line. Grand Central at Lexington, the train pulls into the station, crowds of pushy travelers board. I’m standing in the middle of them when the doors close. Somewhere someone is talking above the din, and a quiet hush ensues. It’s a homeless man again, I think to myself. Another story…

I want to show you the heart of the Gospel, by recounting a story I read many years ago. The novel was titled, Secret Battle, which Winston Churchill prefaced by saying, “is the story of a young man tested to destruction.” The setting is World War I, and England’s finest are falling at the rate…

During Christ’s final week He taught in the temple, “and each evening he went out to spend the night on the hill called the Mount of Olives.” We don’t know what he did on that hardscrabble heap, certainly didn’t get a good night’s rest. I’ve been there, nothing but rocks and roots! I bet he…

The German Group The cafe was mobbed, no chance for a seat. All I needed was a half hour to put the final touches on a project. I ordered a coffee and miraculously a seat opened in the corner. Plugged in and focused and I began to work. Yet, no sooner had I typed the…

Erica Jung said, “If, every day, I dare to remember that I am here on loan, that this house, this hillside, these minutes are all leased to me, not given, I will never despair. Despair is for those who expect to live forever. I no longer do.” Her views are humanist, yet if we listen,…

He called himself “’White Boy,” and in broken English he told me he lived on the street. When I invited him to our Bible study that afternoon in the park, I was surprised he said yes. He glanced around nervously, as if being watched. After all this was the Bronx, and the park was known…

A casual approach to Scripture leads to shallow love God took pains to preserve this amazing book over thousands of years. When we humble ourselves before it’s pages, that’s when love can deepen. The Bible was written because we are broken, and in need of what it offers. We are beggars approaching wealth, undone and…

When I teach students the Bible, I like to give them the following breakdown of its sweeping themes: The Old Testament-The history of God The Psalms-The heart of God The proverbs-The wisdom of God The prophets-The fire of God The Gospels-The face of God The Epistles-The will of God The Revelation-The promise of God Each…

A student involved our ministry disappeared on a Friday night in June, and was not heard from by their family for several weeks. The police reports were filed, and we all began to think the worst. But then out of the blue, they posted on Facebook, yet made it clear they didn’t want contact with…

              The cafe was packed; chatter coming from every corner. I kept watching a young couple across from me laughing and leaning into their computers, sipping a latte.  The Lord had told me I needed to talk with them, but I was facing a dilemma.  This wasn’t 44th and Lexington,…