Do you recognize this song? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0H7RKgRTyps How about this one? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sJ_p21fUNiw These are just two of the many, many songs that have impacted the church in the last couple of decades that were written or co-written by a man named Marty Sampson. Lately, however, it has not been his beautiful lyrics or his talent for... Continue Reading →
I am not a big fan of the Quran. Nearly all of my friends, neighbors, and co-workers respond to this simple statement with some level of shock and horror. Of course, the next question is always, "Have you actually read the Quran?" More shock and dismay when I respond, "I have. Three times, in three... Continue Reading →
Is it really so much easier to point the finger than it is to examine our own lives? Instead of asking, "What has he sacrificed?" What if we asked, "What do I believe? How passionately do I believe it? What am I willing to sacrifice to see it come true?"
Some of you mıght know that I am a rabıd reader. I target to read 100 books a year and even though I rarely hit that goal, I usually do come close. Somewhere along the line, I came to realize that I don't read the way most people do. I don't read books, I engage... Continue Reading →
How old is Mecca? When was the city first built? Is there any historical or archaeological evidence that can give us a definitive answer? Did Abraham and Ishmael first purify the Ka'ba, build Mecca, and institute the Hajj as it seems to say in 2:125-127? Did Abraham really instruct his sons to follow the command... Continue Reading →
Somewhere along the way, we have all lost sight of what is really important. Until we get back to asking the right questions, we will never be able to find a good answer.
Running is thirsty work. I needed to make a stop at my bank, and the only way I could possibly get there while they are open was to go on my lunch break. Apparently, bankers hours are the same all over the world: short and inconvenient. Late last week, I put my bank card into... Continue Reading →
Earlier today a mother and her two daughters aged nine and twelve went to one church, a father went to a second, and their two teenage sons went to a third church. Then they all blew themselves up.