We know, as Christians, that we are abundantly blessed. We can list the blessings: salvation, forgiveness, family, friends, a roof over our heads, more conveniences than any other generation in history. But if we’re honest, there are days when gratitude feels like work. It doesn’t always flow.
Don’t waste your time on failures and shortcomings. Consider the lessons learned from them as rungs in a ladder. Step up, and don’t even wonder how the rung was made. Really—if it served its purpose, does it matter whether it was carved out of joy or sorrow, success or failure?
“Live and let live” sounds peaceful, doesn’t it? You do you, I’ll do me, and as long as nobody tramples anyone’s rights, we’re good. There’s wisdom in that—especially in a world that seems permanently set on “argument mode.” But for Christians, the call isn’t simply tolerance; it’s love.
Every few months, some headline reminds us that the world is far from peaceful. Recently, talk has swirled about whether our nation should rename the Department of Defense the Department of War. Without diving into politics, it raises an interesting point: how do we, as Christians, think about war in 2025?