If we are all going to be destroyed by an atomic bomb, let that bomb when it comes find us doing sensible and human things—praying, working, teaching, reading, listening to music, bathing the children, playing tennis, chatting to our friends over a pint and a game of darts—not huddled together like frightened sheep and thinking about bombs.
Start talking about a pandemic and you’ll see the true color and substance of people’s faith.
Why are so many Christians caught up in the goings-on at Caesar’s palace on the week our hearts and minds should be making their way to Bethlehem’s manger?
Sitting around that table the hidden face of God suddenly becomes visible. The stranger becomes a dear friend. The empty hole in our heart is suddenly filled. The darkness is vanquished by piercing light. Hope is resurrected to dance a jig on the corpse of Despair. At that table the lump in our throat is replaced by an irresistible burning in our heart.
Woke up to some sad news today. Rachel and I began blogging around the same time (back when I was chasing web traffic). She became famous, and I’m still writing to you three people out there. The Christian world lost a big voice and good person today. From […]
CHICAGO, IL (April 16, 2019) – COVENANT COMPANION | by Stan Friedman It took only a few moments for the Notre Dame Cathedral to change the life of Covenant pastor Don Johnson. Johnson and his wife, Martha, were celebrating their fifteenth wedding anniversary in 1990, when he entered the […]
“I was imbued with the spirit of Paul and I found it transforming,” the British actor shared in an interview.
Repost from 2018. Happy Valentine’s Day! While many will rely on Hallmark’s card writers to find the perfect words to say “I love you” today, some Christians might reach back to the famous “love chapter” of 1 Corinthians 13 read at many weddings. Yet, the man who wrote […]
It’s March 17 again, and that means the international celebration of beer, shamrocks and leprechauns. When I was in grade school we maybe painted a shamrock and called it good. Today schools seem to spend almost the entire week learning about leprechauns and pots of gold on the […]
In honor of Black History month, I want to share a piece I wrote last fall in the midst of all the NFL players taking a knee, but did not publish out of fear of ruffing some feathers. But sometimes feathers need to be gently ruffled. Sometimes we […]
The United States has a love affair with Eros; I’d say our society as a whole is worshiping at the temple of Eros — and not just once a year. Consider the numbers…