As a child, I testified every Sunday morning. I can’t do it anymore.
The whole church needs to encounter the courage and truthfulness of the fact that God created us good, to love and be loved.
A fast-growing number of people do not have a religious first language. And many churches don't seem eager to connect with them.
People who are satisfied and content do not seek Jesus—only those who know there is something missing from their lives.
When Erik confessed his faith on the festival of Pentecost, the entire family of believers watched and strained to hear his confession. His chubby fingers were surprisingly dexterous as he signed the words, and he also spoke, as if what he was signing was bursting through the silence of his deafness. This is what he said on the day of his confirmation: “For God so loved the world that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not die but have life forever.”
The risen Jesus' first witnesses didn’t just give their testimony in words. Many of them eventually offered evidence written in their own blood.