Ryan Freeman

It has been on my mind for a few weeks to dig up an old post on Christian modesty that takes the clothing issue beyond "Is it pretty?" and asks: "Is it helpful, or is it hurtful, to my brothers in Christ?" In my...

It is too easy for our hearts to be like children who long for the babysitter rather than the parent, failing to anticipate the best things that have been promised us.

 Over at the home of the World's Most Famous Christian Blogger, guest author John Bell of New City Baptist church in Toronto writes about his ministry in Toronto's Gay Village....

Janis & I were commenting to each other, yesterday, about the timely selection of songs and preaching at GFC that really minstered to our needs in the wake of Wednesday's news of our miscarriage. The songs and sermon were selected in advance of our news, yet by God's grace met our needs so well.

I am posting below a copy of a message I wrote on FlowerChat.com. In a thread of posts offering sympathy and prayers for our loss, one long-time friend began a rant about this and other "injustices" he and people close to him have recently experienced, and accusing God of crossing lines that shouldn't be crossed. Here is my response:

A few days ago we had a miscarriage. As we were waiting for the ultrasound to confirm what we suspected I missed an opportunity for evangelism, and it sparked another idea in my mind. It is good for Christians to examine the foundations upon which we base our faith and our hope of salvation.

Last Decemer I wrote a post on Venturing It All on Christ, and though it sparked some conversation on and (mostly) off the blog, I really felt at the time like I had, as Challies would say, "laid an egg" with that post.Somewhere along the way I lost the real purpose and intent of that post and never was able to really recover it. Still, I've been thinking more and more about the notion of venturing all things on one thing or one person.

This evening I find myself in a strange position: the kids are asleep, Janis is out enjoying a well-deserved girls' night with sisters from Church, and I've just one of my extra-curricular projects for work. I have a little time to spare with nothing pressing to do. At first I started to panic, as this is a very unfamiliar situation for me. Whether by preference or circumstance, I usually have a do-to list with a week's worth of work, but tonight is different. Then I remembered that I have a blog (and I'm probably the only person that remembers I have a blog ). This time alone gives me a moment to flush out one of several topics that have been on my mind lately - my appetites. I don't mean merely my physical appetite for food, which is not inconsiderable, but rather the pursuits of my mind, the things I seek out and desire.

Venturing it all on Jesus in attacking two stubborn sins.

How great is my guilt in the death of our Saviour, Jesus?