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Glorious (and Secret) Kingdom Work {Building Culture}

Be careful not to practice your righteousness in front of others to be seen by them. If you do, you will have no reward from your Father in heaven. So when you give to the needy, do not announce it with trumpets, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and on the streets, to be honored by others. Truly I tell you, they have received their reward in full. But when you give to the needy, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing, so that your giving may be in secret. Then your Father,. . .
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Being Creators {Building Culture}

A Blank Canvas Lindsay, my wife, has recently taken up painting as a hobby and, it turns out, she is quite good at it. After just a few efforts, she has produced art worthy of hanging in our home, or even yours. At this point she has been merely painting her interpretation of photos she likes. There has not been a move toward creating a wholly new image. But that will come. It is, after all, a human characteristic to want to express ourselves and create. Being made in the image of God—the first and ultimate Creator—we were made to. . .
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Constructing the Future

In a recent Basement Tape called Desiring the Kingdom, the fellows talked about the relative recent decline in a belief in, or even knowledge of, the Kingdom of God. It used to be a guiding force in the church this idea that the territory that was subjugated to the will of God would, or should, increase outward. And so the church planted roots and staked out territory, and erected actual physical representations of those beliefs. Juxtaposed to the storefront worship centers of our day are the cathedrals of yesteryear. Having a hundred plus year building plan stands in stark contrast. . .
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What Would Culture Look Like if We Lived What We Believe?

Geography & Culture It was an eye-opener as to the influence of geography on culture. I was a twenty year old college student on an eight week summer European holiday and our three bus caravan had just come through the cool and misty mountains of Austria. The contrast then into northern Italy was dramatic to say the least. From cool, green, and misty to hot, brown, and swarthy in just a few hours. Different languages, different buildings, different foods, different everything. Perhaps you’ve been to Italy too. Perhaps you’ve visited the Sistine Chapel in Rome and looked up at that. . .
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In Sickness & In Health

So Many Sick People There seems to be a lot of sickness in my world. Maybe it’s because I have a close-knit church community and everyone’s eager to share their burdens with each other or social media has made such information flow, but certainly sickness seems to surround me. For starters, each week my church prayer list has a dozen names on it and some of those names have been on the list for years. My own wife Lindsay suffers from food allergies, thyroid issues, and difficult pregnancies. She has been sick in some way, shape, or form, since I. . .
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Pursuing Knowledge to the Glory of God

We Have a Lot to Learn The pursuit of knowledge should give us a humility that stays with us our entire lives. First we learn to read and in our visits to the library we read perhaps a great many books but with each visit we see how many more books there are in just our little library that we have not read, much less mastered. In school though we may be the brightest in our class, we know with certainty that we are not an expert in each subject in the manner of the teacher, even if our teacher. . .
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The Cure for Ingratitude

What We Need My in-laws have just completed the long and painful renovation of their home in anticipation of selling it and moving closer to their nine grandchildren in Bristol, Virginia. In doing so they were in constant communication with their realtor who was advising them on paint colors and features that she knew her buyers were looking for. Of course, the whims of buyers are constantly changing but not as much as since the advent of HGTV. Home and Garden television (mostly home) is the cable channel dedicated to inflaming the lusts of each and every American woman. Features. . .
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You Have the Power to Build Christian Culture

There are lots of things in life that we cannot define, we just know it when we see it. When Wile E. Coyote sets some birdseed just below a large boulder and plans on dropping it on the Roadrunner, we laugh when it all goes wrong and he himself gets mashed. That’s called irony and few of us can define it but we know it when we see it. Culture is a lot like this. Every one of us humans has a myriad of built-in sensors that let data in, both as a way of offering protection, but also for. . .
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Tied to Earth Yet Heavenbound

Dream Journey If I had the funds and the free time, my dream would be to take my wife Lindsay on an around the world cruise (sorry kids!). I’m talking a Queen Mary II, one hundred twenty day voyage, from England, all the way to the Orient and back with all the stops in between. Sights and sounds and smells not even comprehended would soon be ours. Exotic foods and astonishing sights, new faces and strange customs would be set in front of us while we enjoyed the comforts of a twenty first century vessel and twenty four hour service.. . .
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Patience in Life’s Seasons

Not many of us are farmers these days. Not that long ago, most of us would have been. And the perspective of a farmer is much different from that of other occupations. A salesman might work on a big deal for a few weeks; a doctor sees a patient for thirty minutes and a stock broker is ecstatic or miserable on a second by second basis. But the farmer thinks in terms of seasons. Long and hot or long and cold, months at a time, six months or more, seasons are his measuring stick. My father and mother grew up. . .
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Christians—5 Ways to Tell if You Are in the Game or On the Bench!

There is a place on a football field where players rarely get chased or pushed or tackled. There are seats and beverages and the view of the game is excellent. We can hear the crowds cheering and booing and, if we close our eyes, we might think they are talking to us. We, if we are on the sidelines, are most definitely not in the game. A lot of us like to put on the uniform and pace the sidelines and comment on the game in progress. We also like to stay clear of the action; it’s much safer that. . .
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Independence Day

Living in Shackles The grill is heating up, the drinks are cooling down, and temperatures are on the rise. It must be the fourth of July−Independence Day. A day when we Americans celebrate unshackling ourselves from the heavy yoke of Mother England. In hindsight we yoked ourselves much worse than she ever was of a mind to. We are burdened with regulations and taxes and thousands of laws and we have done it to ourselves. Because we failed to throw off all the shackles that imprisoned us. The motivation for any man under the thumb of his oppressor is freedom.. . .
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Are You Listening to the Wrong Voices?

Listening for That Voice You probably were young once as I was. When shopping at a crowded mall or visiting a busy playground, little people often get separated from their mothers and fathers. Sometimes, it’s just a few feet but it can seem like the Grand Canyon separates you because you don’t know where they are. You are lost. Somewhere between frightened and terrified you exist and search frantically for your parent. And then you hear your name called. Loud and clear. The sweet sound of your mother or father. You are now safe. Peace washes over you in an. . .
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Not Alone Anymore

He sits alone in his small house, sick and in pain. And not for the first time, for He is an old man. His most recent wife is dead and his children have abandoned him as he had them so many years ago now. Who can remember why. Three small children and their mother, left to fend for themselves. They made it, sort of. Their mother died prematurely and the children, still broken, make their way through life. But not through his. He sits alone. He was an adventurous man, a motorcycle rider, a car-racer, a sky-diver. His interesting life. . .
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Dealing with Insults in the Age of the Internet

Acting Like Children Each and every day that the sun rises, one of my two girls will cry out to me or their mother: “_____ scratched/hit/bumped/bit me!” They are indignant and their tone betrays their assumption that the said act of hostility was malicious and intentional. And, of course, it rarely was. They are young people of five and three and immature. A mark of immaturity is the deeply held belief that the world revolves around us. Along with this cosmic realization comes the stance that our point of view is the right one, and the only one. And we. . .
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Our Insane Foes

I listen to the radio when I do my daily errands. Usually it is a sports radio show but recently my station dumped it for a political commentary show which is not that different actually. I listened one day when I wasn’t sure what had happened to my witty sports program, and the subject was, as it seems to be on most days, the incredulity of the host at the behavior of the heathens. We listen to this “news” and for the umpteenth time we hear something that makes our head swim. We find ourselves nodding with the commentator at. . .
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Assurance for the Worried

What We Really Want Once we Christians mature a bit and put away childish things; once we pause and reflect and cast aside the tyranny of the urgent; once we unshackle ourselves from Master Money, we realize that we truly want but one thing: joy. Joy is a pyramid emotion, it sits on a large base of security. It’s something we rarely see outside of children who seem to have it in abundance. It’s closely connected to being care-free. Partly, a child cannot imagine all that can go wrong or that might be going wrong even as they play. But. . .
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Respond to Your Own Fires

Once upon a time, I was a fireman. It was a curious part of life at my college that each student had to “volunteer” to work in some capacity a certain number of hours each week. One of the possible jobs, next to vacuuming and so on, was a position on the local fire department. Being a fireman for the city of Lookout Mountain, Tennessee meant one night of training each week and a certain number of days on call. There were occasional brushfires and we once had a house fire, but the usual event was a false alarm at. . .
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Why Do We Take Steps Backwards?

Pilgrim’s Progress I was reading to my children recently the story of Christian in the Little Pilgrim’s Progress, an adaptation of John Bunyan’s famous work: Pilgrim’s Progress. The story begins in the City of Destruction where Christian, our hero, is unhappy and burdened even as his playmates are happy and carefree. He has been told by the Evangelist that: “The Prince to whom your city belongs is wicked and cruel, and he hates our good King. But one day an army will come from the King’s country to fight against your Prince and this city will be burned, and all. . .
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How Not to Discourage Your Own Family

The Battle in My Home I have an ongoing “battle” with my wife Lindsay. I want our home clean and orderly and she does too, just not to the extent that I do. In the home that I grew up in, you could have built microchips so clean and dust free was it. And there were just two of us children, no dogs, and my mother was a very fastidious keeper of the house. My daily words to Lindsay expressing my dissatisfaction as to the state of our home discourages her because, in her mind, she is doing all she. . .
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Eric Owens

Eric Owens.

Eric Owens is the President of Highlands Ministries. A graduate of Geneva College and the Reformed Theological Seminary, Eric is married to Lindsay and they have two young daughters, Caoilfhionn (Kee-Lin) and Shire and a son, Cotton.
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