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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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When in Doubt, Shut Up

Not Knowing When to Shut Up I have said some stupid things in my life. Really stupid. And they were not all an attempt to get some out-of-my-league girl to go out with me. Usually they’d show up at funerals and weddings where I’m trying desperately to say something at the former and something witty at the latter. No, not everyone gets the humor of: “Doesn’t the bride look pregnant?” And then there are the moments when I have had the opportunity to not give my opinion and pressed on undaunted. College was a good time to see me pull. . .
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Office Evangelism: Improving Your Workplace Witness

Difficulty of Office Evangelism The office. An environment that is challenging in the very best of circumstances. As chaotic and rowdy as a kindergarten class (but without the graham crackers and the much needed naptime) and with the social hierarchy of the playground and some of its cruelty too. Evangelism When You’ve “Blown It” Many of us work in quite difficult situations: highly competitive environments with hostile colleagues or angry bosses, or with pressing deadlines, or for a struggling company. And we find ourselves as Christians in a world that may be, at best indifferent, or at worst, hostile to. . .
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Christian Friends & a Kick in the Pants

Christian Friends Tell You What You Need to Hear There was a time, long, long, ago when women, young and old, did not sing songs praising my maturity and grace under pressure. It was the 1980s, long before the Kardashians roamed the earth and we all possessed iEverythings. I was not a ogre, I was not a child, but I was less mature and in need of the occasional kicking of the hindparts. And so entered my friend Dennis. Dennis Drennen was a campus fixture at Geneva College where I studied and a minister to the local Beaver Falls youths.. . .
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The Mess & Noise of Sanctification

Knowing My Own Sin I am the worst person I know. I know this because I know myself and I don’t really know anyone else. Not really. I wander the earth confused like those neighbors of serial killers: “Well that is surprising, I thought he was a nice young man.” That’s always my reaction to exposed sin in others: surprise. I am, though, never surprised at my own sin; we’ve become quite familiar with one another over the years. He is always close at hand, ready and willing to act, think, and speak his nature. And that’s discouraging. That is,. . .
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Let Us Journey Together

Begin a Journey They say a journey of a thousand miles begins with one step. That first step for me was listening in as my old friends R.C. Sproul Jr. and Laurence Windham held a powerful conversation on the subject of worldliness. That conversation, recorded as a Basement Tape, was the push that I needed to make a rather large step that began my journey. But to what exactly? Journey to Where? It has been a journey to something and away from something. A journey to the life spelled out in Scripture, that informs the motto of Highlands Ministries: to. . .
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Acting Like the Church

Does Socialism Ever Work? Years ago, during a job interview — strangely enough, for a job at Chilis — even stranger, I was asked if the tenets of socialism would ever work. I replied that it would work only in a purely voluntary context as in the days of the early church where in Acts we hear of those in the church with more giving eagerly to those with less and a sharing of all things. In this context, and especially when taken within a purely Christian context man is still faced with the reality that God is ultimately the. . .
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Wisdom is Power

Worldly Wisdom Obama, Bush, Hillary, Federal Reserve Chairman, United Nations, Global Climate Specialists. These gods of our days purport to have all the answers and seek all the power. Each word that comes from the mouth of our national leaders, climate experts or financial geniuses tends to be looked upon by us in hushed awe as the pagans might have from their witch doctor while he explained the meaning of the solar eclipse. “Help us!” we cry. “Tell us what to do!” Spend more? Ok. Save more? Ok. Recycle? Ingest more anti-oxidants? Floss? Jog? “Whatever you say, we’ll do because. . .
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Heaven is Now

Heaven & Earth Most of my good lines I rip off from Woody Allen and most of my good insights I rip off from RC Jr. And his material was stolen from either his father or C.S. Lewis. There — full disclosure; we have nothing new to give you but we’re still not offering any refunds. Doing my homework I can trace the notion of heaven on earth that has been intriguing me to Lewis’ The Great Divorce, where in the preface he opines with regard to how the existence we’ve known on earth will appear in hindsight after Christ’s. . .
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The Gospel Learned & Re-learned

I have been listening to my teachers and pastors speak about our relationship with God for some years now and slowly the drip, drip of this Gospel teaching is wearing through the hard rock that is my heart. The tape that we all have in our heads runs a certain default message again and again through our minds and it can be a blessing or a curse depending on the message. Unfortunately for most of us the message is negative and we spend our lives trying to change the messages or simply get the messages to stop. My reoccurring message. . .
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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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