There are moments in life when faith becomes deeply personal. Maybe it happens during a quiet morning with a cup of coffee/tea and an open Bible, or while walking outside and feeling the steady peace that God is near. And sometimes it happens when we begin asking questions about a historical occurence.

In today’s world, many people say they cannot believe in God because they want physical proof. They want something they can measure, hold, test, or examine in a laboratory. If something cannot be seen or scientifically verified, they assume it cannot be real. Yet the Christian faith has always taught that belief in God involves faith. At first glance, this can make it seem as though faith and reason are opposed to one another. But when we look more closely, we discover someth

The Last Supper wasn’t a fancy banquet. It was a Passover meal, rooted in tradition, symbolism, and everyday ingredients that were already familiar to those gathered. Which is good news for us—because it means you don’t need rare spices, special cookware, or a theology degree to recreate the heart of it. Let’s talk about what was likely served… and how to prepare a simple, modern version in your own kitchen today.

If becoming a Christian meant we instantly stopped messing up, never said the wrong thing, never lost our patience, and always responded with perfect grace…✨ church parking lots would be the most peaceful places on earth ✨(and yet… here we are). So when we read: “If anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.”— 2 Corinthians 5:17

If Satan rebelled, why didn’t God just get rid of him? Why allow him to linger? It’s a fair question—and a deeply human one. We feel the weight of spiritual battle. We see the brokenness. We long for peace. So why does God allow the enemy any space at all? The Bible gives us beautiful clues that point to God’s love, His justice, His eternal plan, and His perfect timing. As we walk through Advent—the season of longing, waiting, and hopeful expectation—this truth becomes even m