Believers are never told to become one; we already are one and are expected to act like it.
My life goal is to see the world’s one billion people with disabilities embraced and encouraged by the church.
Yes, I pray that my pain might be removed, that it might cease; but more so, I pray for the strength to bear it, the grace to benefit from it, and the devotion to offer it up to God as a sacrifice of praise.
If churches around the world would grasp the revolutionary truth that Christ’s transforming power always comes through sacrifice and weakness, it would dramatically alter the landscape of the global church.
You better be very convinced, very sure, before you pull your plug or someone else’s plug, that you know what’s on the other side of the gravestone.
What a way to learn great theology! That’s what comes to mind whenever I sing one of those old hymns. “And Can It Be” is like putting the doctrine of salvation to music. “Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing” is a melodic lesson in grace. No wonder good hymns make for strong faith!
I’d rather be in this wheelchair knowing God than on my feet without him.
Take those road hazards- the potholes, ruts, detours, and all the rest- as evidence that you were on the right route. It’s when you find yourself on that big, broad, easy road that you ought to worry.
There’s a big difference between feeling thankful and giving thanks. One response involves emotions, the other, your will. Trusting God has nothing to do with trustful feelings.
If you had never known physical pain in your life, how could you appreciate the nail scarred hands with which Jesus Christ will meet you?
I had to be healed of my desire to be healed.
How can we bless at one moment and curse at another?
The problem of suffering is not about something but about someone.
Oh, my goodness, when you’re a mother and you just give birth to a child with spina bifida and – or Down’s Syndrome or cerebral palsy, there’s a bit of a shock you’re going to have to go through, a bit of an adjustment curve.
In the Christian faith, God really puts suffering front and center. He doesn’t get squeamish about it.
I was in every club and extra-curricular activity at high school, and I was in the National Honor Society.
Perspective is everything when you are experiencing the challenges of life.
Americans are nervous; Americans are restless; and what troubles me the most is that Americans are uncharacteristically pessimistic.
Anyone who takes the Bible seriously agrees that God hates suffering. Jesus spent most of his time relieving it. But when being healed becomes the only goal – ‘I’m not letting go until I get what I want’ – it’s a problem.
One problem I have with faith-healing is that it tends to be focused only on the physical aspect of healing. But Jesus always backed away when people came to him only to get their physical needs met. My goodness, he was ready to have you lop off your hand! His real interest was in healing the soul.