I want to speak to those who feel captivated, lost, or hopeless, those who can’t see a way out or imagine their life amounting to anything for the kingdom of God. I want to suggest to you that God is speaking to you, whether you can hear Him or not.
Have you ever paused to truly ask yourself: Who am I in Christ? In the midst of all our religious activity—our striving, our serving, even our worship—it’s a question that can quietly fade into the background.
There are moments when God opens our eyes to something we should have known all truths we’ve heard before but never truly grasped. Recently, I had such a moment. I realized that while I had often spoken about my father, I had never truly honored him.
I’ve seen so many prayer requests recently, and one in particular stood out: “I’ve just lost hope. I have no forward strategy. Everything is gone.” This sense of despair isn’t rare—it’s coming from every corner of the world.
America stands at a critical juncture. Like the Israelites in Psalm 126, we've known times of joy and prosperity, times when the nations marveled at what God had done for us. But today, a sobering reality faces us.
In our world, we often hear the phrase, “seeing is believing.” It’s a principle based on human logic—we trust only what we can perceive with our senses. But have you ever stopped to consider that, in God’s kingdom, it’s the other way around?
There is a day coming—perhaps you see it already—when the reward of the wicked will be visible. By “wicked,” I mean those who have made a deliberate choice to turn away from the mercy of God through His Son, Jesus Christ.
In our journey of faith, we often struggle with voices that attempt to drown out God's truth. The enemy whispers lies, telling us we are forgotten, unworthy, or incapable of fulfilling our divine purpose.
WISHING FOR THE OLD IN THE FACE OF THE NEW YEAR: A CALL TO PURPOSE
As we step into a new year, it’s natural to reflect on the past. Perhaps we find ourselves longing for “the good old days,” a time when things seemed simpler, more stable, and more secure.
When I was five years old, I knew Christmas was coming when I would hear a specific sound out on the cold, snowy streets. I came from a mining town in northwestern Quebec, Canada, and the extreme weather had everyone putting their cars...
My message today is called “A Place Higher Than Sorrow.” Many people live in sorrow in 2024, without hope for the future. What I will share today can help show you an open door.
