The goal of week 2 is to convey the necessity of the unity of the body of Christ. A unity that is rooted in the love shared between the Father and Son, which should compel the whole Church, expressed as both “all believers” and “all local churches” to love each other well. As we will see, this oneness shared by the Church was the last thing Jesus prayed for.

A few weeks ago, we had our first Community Group of the fall semester, and like every good Christian group in America, it was a potluck dinner. As the night was winding down, I ended up in a side conversation with some other group members about the nature of true Christian community in contrast to just having friendships with other people who are Christians. Is there a difference?

Over the next 4 weeks, our church will be participating with 73 churches in the greater Charlotte area, reaching over 41,000 people at those churches in our city with a unified message. To share what is at the core of what all Christians and churches value, no matter the denomination, or background...

The other day I was having a conversation with a friend of mine, and it reminded me of the importance of the gospel and how easily we take it for granted. I was sharing how there have been few opportunities lately to share the gospel with others, and we started talking about this verse.

Have you ever casually mentioned you will pray for someone and then completely forgotten? Conversely, has your prayer ever been answered in an extraordinary fashion, and you’ve forgotten to acknowledge the graciousness of our Father who is the provider of all good and perfect things (James 1:17)? This is an all too common theme for the present-day Christian who struggles with the practice of disciplined prayer and thanksgiving (myself included).

My wife and I recently purchased a home in Charlotte, and we’re excited to officially put some roots down in this city. It is a milestone moment in one’s life when making a decision that large. As I drove on Park Road to our new home, I was struck by the potential outcomes that come with a move.

I didn’t set out to write a blog post on fellowship. I actually tried to write about joy. When I sat down to write on a break in between clients, this is what ended I ended up typing instead. I couldn’t get it out of my head, so maybe someone needs this. I know I do.

Mephibosheth - one of the more oddly named individuals in the Bible and by far one of my favorite stories. I had the opportunity to share about his and King David’s story at church about 18 months ago but have been reflecting on it a lot since then. Stirred recently by a conversation with Erich Sechler, I wanted to revisit the scripture again in this blog.

Today at lunch, my almost-three-year-old picked up a piece of broccoli and chucked it behind her off the table. If you have spent much time with young children, you can probably guess that this was not the first time food had been thrown from the highchair to the floor, and it was not the first time she had been redirected for such behavior.

When I was in First Grade, in the days before texting and emails, my teacher sent home a handwritten note pinned to my little blue striped shirt. Obviously, I had done something wrong, but what? Once I got off the bus and crossed the living room with my walk of shame, my mom unpinned it and read it. The note simply stated, “I cannot get his attention.”