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As a man, husband, and more recently a father—I have struggled and struggled with sexual temptation. At my breaking point-being “tired” of the ongoing struggle and to seek support—I submitted a prayer request at a recent church leadership retreat, asking the intercessors to pray “That I would always and forever remain faithful to my wife and, never, ever commit adultery.”

They drove wordlessly to the retirement center to see Diane’s mother. Diane had asked Jordan to come. He said yes, hating that he hadn’t seen his mother-in-law for nearly a year, and hating that he didn’t want to see her now.

Thoughts about what Randy Alcorn is like from his longtime assistant (now retired), Kathy Norquist... "I often tell people that Randy lives what he writes. It’s a privilege to work for a man with such integrity, someone you can fully trust."

It was a joy.

Person after person stood to read, with periods of rest between, allowing all to contemplate the message and experience the communion elicited in the writing. 

I grew up with one half brother, but had four older siblings from my dad’s previous marriage.

Ancient theologians spoke of the “Beatific Vision,” which meant “a happy-making sight.”

The most valuable lesson I’ve learned about writing is that it’s hard work.

Heaven is both a country (Luke 19:12; Heb. 11:14-16) and a city (Heb. 11:16; 12:22; 13:14; Rev. 21:12).

The first two and last two chapters of the Bible are perfectly symmetrical bookends, revealing and culminating God’s eternal plan for mankind and for the earth.

Unlike God and the angels, who are in essence spirits (John 4:24; Hebrews 1:14), human beings are by nature both spiritual and physical (Genesis 2:7).

“The Pill” is the popular term for more than forty different commercially available oral contraceptives. In medicine, they are commonly referred to as BCPs (birth control pills) or OCs (oral contraceptives).

A close friend of mine, Greg, died when I was in high school. I was a brand new Christian and it affected me profoundly. Then after I’d been a pastor five years, my mother died in 1981.

Truth without grace is unbending, like the law of gravity. Gravity doesn’t take into consideration the fact that the individual in the car is young, kind, tired or didn’t mean to get too close to the edge of the cliff. When the car plunges off the precipice, gravity shows no sympathy. Truth tells us we’re sick. Only grace can cure us.