Prayer is not overcoming God’s reluctance, but laying hold of His willingness.
We can ignore even pleasure. But pain insists upon being attended to. God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our conscience, but shouts in our pains: it is his megaphone to rouse a deaf world.
God hath made us for Himself.
The Scripture is both a glass to show your spots, and a laver to wash them away.
We can easily slide into becoming overly comfortable with God. We begin to slip. We trifle with him. We take him for granted. Our Father who art in heaven, yada, yada.
Good & Angry: Redeeming Anger, Irritation, Complaining, and Bitterness (Greensboro, NC: New Growth Press, 2016)
The outpouring of the Holy Spirit is the great and only remedy for a ruined country.
We are all born serial sinners, sitting on death row awaiting eternal damnation.
Typically, if we are not actually murderers, felons, or adulterers, we tend to think of our common sins as no more serious than a parking violation.
We are not sinners because we sin. We sin because we are sinners.
I fear the prayers of John Knox more than all the assembled armies of Europe.