I’ve only ever preached one sermon that somebody walked out on. It was the early nineties, I was in my early twenties and fresh out of theological college. I was preaching on the Lord’s Supper from 1 Corinthians 11. As a child I had...
Today is the first anniversary of my father’s death. When I woke up my first thought was of dad. I didn’t feel sad. Rather I felt incredibly thankful. No other man has left as big a mark on my life as my father. He showed me what it...
When I was a youth pastor I found my Monday mornings frequently taken up with older members of the congregation. More often than not I was fending off disappointment and anger about the Sunday night service. There weren’t any hymns. The music...