Brain Crumbs

We've all walked those hallowed halls of school, chatting with our friends about how we were going to change the world, our dreams so big they seemed unstoppable. We've also felt that delightful flutter in our chests and stomachs when we walked with that special someone, even if it meant going in the opposite direction from our class.

Think about your daily life. It’s a symphony of habits, responsibilities, and little joys. The morning coffee, the commute, the endless to-do list, the evening news, maybe a good book or a call with a loved one. Now, imagine a sudden, jarring silence when the music stops. That’s what death often leaves in its wake. When a loved one passes, it’s not just an emotional earthquake; it’s the vacuum we fruitlessly search with eyes filled with tears.

It’s one of those verses that, if you scan it, might make you do a double-take, perhaps even spill your morning coffee. "Heal the sick, cleanse the lepers, raise the dead, cast out demons. Freely ye have received; freely give." Now, if you’re anything like me – a seasoned Christian, perhaps with a few miles on the odometer, certainly enough to remember rotary phones – that "raise the dead" bit still packs a punch. It's not exactly on the typical Sunday morning bulletin alongs

Words are but frail vessels to hold the ocean of His praise, Brittle expressions of wonder that crowd my heart. I can never put into words my awe of His galactic triumphs Or fully fathom the intricacies of His designs… but I still try. How do I sing praises to the One Who’s delighted in countless virtuosi before? My admiration set to the utmost still seems too feeble. How can I give tribute to the One Who requires nothing the earthly can offer? l

Knowing that Jesus died for us, not because we deserved it, but because He loved us beyond measure, changes everything. It transforms our perspective from one of endless striving and trying to "be good enough" into one of profound gratitude and freedom. We no longer have to live under the crushing weight of trying to earn God’s approval. He’s already given it, through Christ.

The phrase "It is written" is more than a simple quote; it is a declaration of divine authority and a powerful weapon for every believer....

So, if these worldly solutions fail us, where do we turn? The search for a "replenishable source" of help is the most critical question we can ask. We need something that doesn’t run out, something that can sustain us not just for a moment but for a lifetime. This is where the desperate cry of "Oh, God!" becomes more than just a phrase—it becomes a genuine prayer, a turning point where we look beyond the human and into the divine.

Time is a concept so fundamental to our existence that we often take it for granted. It’s the invisible force that governs every aspect of our lives, the relentless river that carries us from birth to death. We mark its passage with the ticking of clocks, the turning of seasons, and the lines on our faces. Yet, despite its constant presence, our relationship with time is complex and often contradictory. We waste it, we cherish it, we try to fill it, and its unyielding march p

In the fields of Pennsylvania, where the coal dust veiled the sun, A young girl's strength was forged in strife, before life had begun. Six siblings always looked to her with Mother by her side, The heartbreak in the mineshaft the day her Father died.

For those of you who are Christian wives, there's a very special, but sometimes puzzling, thread in that tapestry: the call to honor your husbands. Hold on a second, before you imagine yourself delicately curtsying or polishing his golf clubs, let's set the record straight. This isn't about being a doormat; it's a spiritual act with much deeper purposes than you realize. It's a reflection of a relationship so epic that it's used to describe Christ and His relationship with Hi

A wife is an invaluable partner in this synergistic relationship. Men, too often, we let our ego get in the way and dismiss her recommendations. We think, "How can her idea be good if it wasn't mine?" This is a big mistake. As Solomon also warned, "Pride goeth before the fall." When you're standing on your own, there's no one to pick you up when you inevitably take a tumble.

So, how do we, as regular folks without a professional healing gift, pray for someone’s healing? It’s not about being a spiritual heavyweight. It’s about being an intercessor, a humble conduit for God’s grace. Be the clay jar that holds the healing waters. Here’s the best approach to take.

It is clear that the answer to this eternal question is not a matter of wishful thinking or good intentions. It’s a matter of action and belief. "If you’re considering heaven, you'd better make sure you have confessed your sins and proclaimed Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior." This is the core Christian belief system laid bare, a truth that is both simple and monumental. It's not a soft suggestion; it's a direct, uncompromising statement that requires a choice.

Between student loans that have been around longer than our favorite bands, the endless game of credit-card roulette, and mortgage rates going haywire, it’s a wonder any of us sleep. Tums might settle your stomach, but they do nothing for the agita (Italian slang for heartburn) in your checking account. Everything we think we want in life seems to have a hefty price tag, and the more we like it, the more zeros "magically" appear.

If you’ve been in a church on Christmas Eve, you’ve heard the words. They’re as much a part of the season as carols and candlelight. An angel, appearing to shepherds watching their flocks, announces the birth of a Savior, and is suddenly joined by a heavenly host, praising God and saying, “Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.”

This isn’t about Christians being better than anyone else. In fact, it’s the opposite. The core of the faith is admitting you can’t save yourself. As Ephesians 2:8-9 says, “For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God—not by works, so that no one can boast.” The Christian claim isn’t an arrogant declaration of our own righteousness, but a humble acceptance of a gift we could never earn.

The theological and collective term for these amazing gifts is “charismata.” It’s the plural form of the Greek word “charisma,” which means “gift of grace” or “free gift.” It’s where the word charisma comes from. Whether we know it or not, the nature of these gifts contributes to our charm and personality. And we are supposed to use them to build up the “whole body of Christ,” His church on Earth. These spiritual gifts are “mission-critical” devices. The better we understand

The knees creaked and the joints were a-poppin' when I got out of bed this morning. This has become a familiar song as the birthday candles on my cake begin to accumulate. My first sounds weren’t exactly “Hallelujah! I’m alive!” I sounded more like a sinister villain in my bunny pajamas mumbling, “Where’s the coffee?” Nonetheless, I am alive to tell you that this day, with all its potential for creaks, groans, and caffeine dependence, is the absolute best day of my life.

When we approach our Father in heaven in prayer, we might imagine it as a quiet conversation —a heart-to-heart, so to speak. But, what if...

Let's be honest. Diving into the Bible can feel a bit like deciding to climb Mount Everest in your flip-flops. It's a profound journey, for sure, but it can also feel overwhelming. You open it up, see a lot of "begats," and suddenly feel the urge to go organize your sock drawer. If you're looking to make your study time less of a chore and more of a joy, you've come to the right place. Here are some Bible study tips revealed to transform how you connect your heart and soul wi