I love a man who can cry.
Cry over the apathy that is pervading the church. The church that sings nice songs and loves every body and is careful to not offend anyone. The church that is more interested in you having a healthy bank balance rather than a burden for the lost.
On Sunday my son, my daughter and her husband were baptised as a public declaration of their faith. When I saw the photos of this event, I sensed the Holy Spirit had come upon them and sealed them for His service.
I know them, they are unwilling to compromise their faith nor water down the gospel of Jesus Christ in a world that is quickly turning against Christians.
Where do you stand in the light of eternity?