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Who Would Stand? (1/2) 🇹🇷 🇸🇾
This morning’s podcast following yesterday’s events in Turkey and Syria can be listened to here. When Turkish and Syrian buildings collapse under seismic stress we should all ask ourselves the question, “who would stand?” Related blog from January 18th, 2023.
HELL & The Fear of Man
You know that awful feeling when you want to share the good news of Jesus to someone and you feel paralysed and say nothing?
What does it take to be a man of God?
People are dying & going to hell…
Over the course of the last few years, I’ve found myself repenting from my chronic unwillingness to share the gospel of Jesus Christ on a daily basis. Much of the scaffolding of life has surrounded my de-conditioned heart so as to insulate it from feeling the sting of my fundamental disobedience and fear of man.
But, really, what is more important than making disciples? Of holding out a lifebuoy for the drowning, a breath of air for the submerged, a extinguishment for the burning, a calming shalom for the utterly bereft?
Hell on Earth: What the Climate Narrative Isn’t Telling You
When God Asked Me to Call U.K. CHURCHES TO STOP 🎥
In early January 2020, before COVID-19 or lockdowns were even a thing, God had asked me to call the churches of the U.K. to close.
So we made this film.
Over the last three years, 99% of the Church have continued to bark up (or sleep lazily at) the wrong tree.
Dealing w/ A Very Angry Atheist
This podcast deals with the profound arrogance, hypocrisy and inhumanity of new atheism as well as once again highlighting the historic fault lines in the chaos of the Church that we believe perfectly explain why a self-identifying ex-‘Christian’-cum-atheist can think and type like this.
The Second Coming by William Butler Yeats (1919)
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.