Although my wife and I have our disagreements—for example, Diet Coke or Coke Zero; small, hard, crunchy pears or big, juicy, dripping pears; and our dishwasher stacking strategy—we both agree on and understand one thing: if we are to parent well, we must parent with eternity in mind. In this blog post, I'll explore a portion from Jesus' Sermon on the Mount to help us understand what it means to store up treasure in heaven, and by implication, parent with eternity in mind.

While the word “Trinity” itself does not appear in the Bible, (just like the word Bible doesn’t appear in the Bible) it is clearly and consistenly taught throughout the Holy Scriptures. This was not a doctrine or teaching invented by the early church or some clever theologians. Instead, it is a revelation of the Divine Being as captured in the pages of Scripture itself.

Truth be told, I don’t particularly like the activity of camping itself, but I absolutely love what it creates. The parts that I’ve grown to love and deeply value are the people I get to spend time with and the lessons I learn along the way. And to be fair, we had it quite easy considering all the delicious food was so graciously prepared for us. What a blessing! Reflecting on a recent camping weekend away with my children and church, here are seven things I think it did for

Fourteen years ago, when my wife and I purchased our first home—with a sort of British homeowner’s pride—we philosophically looked out toward the rear garden from the upstairs window. Sipping on cups of tea, we discussed what we wanted to do with our newly owned (but unkempt) garden. We both agreed it needed tender loving care. Join me as we consider the quiet rhythms of life—and how even something as ordinary as a garden trampoline can remind us of the seasons we all walk t

Recently, my family and I faced a last-minute decision with a young guest we had taken to church. We had invited several others for lunch after the service and needed to get home quickly. Our plan was to drop off our ten-year-old guest on the way. However, his parents worked night shifts and were likely sleeping. What should we do? Today's blog post reflects on the unseen benefits of spontaneous hospitality.

We give standing ovations, Hall of Fame inductions, statues, and grand celebrations to mark significant achievements. Yet there is often sharp disagreement about who or what truly deserves honour. The gap between differing views seems to have widened. While some honours still celebrate genuine sacrifice and service, others can feel misplaced or even absurd. Today's article asks an important question that seeks to draw meaningful answers from the Scriptures.

There will never be the perfect moment for family devotion time. The real challenge is getting started and being consistent. For each family, devotional time will look different. You'll be searching in vain if you're after a perfect cookie-cutter template—a sort of "out-of-the-box" experience. The important thing is to take the lead, open those Bibles, and make a start.

My journey from Hinduism to a living and personal faith in the Lord Jesus Christ began in an immigrant neighborhood of Greater London, UK. My nominal Hindu parents took my siblings and me to the mandir (Hindu temple) every Sunday to perform murti puja (idol worship) and aarthi (offering of light ritual) to various deva and devis (gods and goddesses). I recall feeling a hint of unease and mild skepticism during this period.

Today has been an interesting day. It involved a rose, a pedicure, and a chat with a lonely stranger in a coffee shop.

In this blog post, I'm concerned with the first leg of the structure. Rebuilding authority to restore the sacred order involves offering a "compelling, beautiful, and true story about life. The rebuild starts with the imagination and often with artists."

Born and raised a Hindu, I was eight years old when an evangelistic missionary invited my mother to church. She took my siblings and me along, and that is how I first laid eyes on a Bible verse that I now recognize as a beautiful summary of the gospel.

One of the joys my wife and I share in raising our kids is searching for meaning in the everyday, ordinary things. But not just any old meaning—God-pointing, faith-building, gospel-centred meaning designed to put down roots. Making it fun and natural along the way helps. In this lesson: Spiritual clarity versus spiritual confusion. I confess, finding spiritual lessons in the mundane isn't always easy. I don't think there are any hard-and-fast rules either. For me, it's very

I've just returned from a prayer walk with the rector of a local church. Although the weather was cold, the air a bit damp, and the sky its usual January grey, the importance of praying for souls outweighed the weather concerns.

I find it incredibly difficult taking any credit for becoming a follower of Christ. This has just not been my experience. The truth of the matter is I did everything in my power to avoid God—like the lost sheep.