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Here, we dive deep into more spiritual musings, on topics like Personal Revival and True Education.
“If I ever saw a miracle…”
The emergency alert, indicating TORNADO WARNING, instructed them all to immediately take shelter. Without another moment’s hesitation, Sarah, Dylan, and Jake all ran from their places of accommodation into the inner room of a basement, the three of them huddled over their phones, expectantly watching for any updates of the tornado’s movement. It was a little more than surprising, given
Going Viral
If the gospel were a YouTube video posted two thousand years ago, it could aptly be described as “gone viral.” The gospel of Christ reached literally every person on planet earth in a single generation.[1] Like COVID-19, it spread rapidly throughout the whole world, changing lives and crossing borders– political, linguistic, and cultural–with ease. In fact, the governor of Bithynia wrote regarding
A Greater Calling
(Originally printed as “Our Medical Workers and Our World-Wide Mission”, in [The Advent Review and Sabbath Herald], February 7, 1929.) Percy T. Magan, an early leading educator in the Seventh-Day Adventist church, was what some might call a radical reformer. Soon after co-founding Madison College, Magan was called to serve at the College of Medical Evangelists in Loma Linda, where
Owning Convictions, Breaking Addictions
“. . . So you think watching football is a sin?” I perceived it as an insult. “Well, of course not,” I would remark, usually leading off into another area of the conversation where I could avoid sharing my convictions with my friends. It hadn’t always been like this, as I had grown up being well acquainted with sports just
The Heart of the Issue
Recently, Vladimir Putin won the Russian election for presidency. In numbers, 15,759,224 people voted for him–87.97% of all the votes.[1] Must be a great guy, right? After all, a whopping majority voted for him. Compared to Biden, who only won 51% of the total votes in 2020,[2] Putin looks like the next global superstar. However, for us in the US, it’s not exactly hard
A Telling Relationship
The clock is ticking. Your very existence hinges upon one object: How long you can prevent the church from fully reflecting the image of Jesus, and thus delay Christ’s Second Coming and your demise.[1] If you were Satan, how would you try to prevent the Church from reflecting Christ’s image? What would be your primary method of attack? If you were
The Cross of Christ
(Originally printed in Oakland, CA: Pacific Press Publishing Association, 1894) The failure with many people is that they make a distinction between the cross of Christ and their own crosses. There is no cross that comes to any person on earth, except the cross of Christ. If we will always remember this, it will be life and joy to us.
Vignettes of a Life Well-Lived
The opulent room is starkly hollow, thousands of silent witnesses stilled in their revelries. Half-eaten animal carcasses litter tables once strewn with richest foods, the crimson wine which desecrated sacred golden vessels now staining the floor. Rising behind a tragic scene–the figure of a crowned cadaver, slumped and cold on a blood-stained throne–is a wall, odd figures carved high into
Glimpses of Glory
Insanity. That’s what the few onlookers thought as they watched him—relative to some, rich neighbor to others—head into the desert with his wife, nephew, and train of livestock and servants. What could be crazier than turning away from a comfortable and profitable life and setting out into the desert towards an unknown land and an insecure future? Besides, there were
High Stakes, Rarely Well-Done
Fast food seems to have done a better job conquering the world than Alexander the Great did—out of the 195 countries in the world today,[1] McDonalds has found its way into 118.[2] Fast food has become so prevalent that a 2018 CDC study found that more than one in three Americans consume it daily.[3] Logically, as fast food consumption has increased, the amount of home cooked–and
God’s Easiest Challenge
The first thing that hits you is the heat. I am walking through a foliage-filled clearing on an unkept path, palm trees on your sides stretching up into the sky, with multiple carabaos grazing so close you can almost reach out and touch them. Currently, two other missionaries and I are making our way to a Visayan community, filled with
Big Small Things
I was startled by the question: “Are you going to be a missionary when you grow up?” I couldn’t seem to make sense of it—What did they think a “missionary” was? Was I not already a missionary? I grew up at a self-supporting institution where I heard about foreign missions all the time. At the same time, I was also told