As I was preparing to share my testimony at my church earlier this year, these words came to mind in worship of our glorious God. These words are a little glimpse into my life, my sin, God's grace, and goodness in that salvation He has brought. My sin was higher than Everest, Staining deeper than the Mariana Trench, Yet my sin met His mercy, which I don't deserve, And this depraved heart was not so deep that He couldn't clean. Ordained before birth and breath. Not by His s

The longer I walk, the more clearly I see that there truly is no greater joy, no better news, and nothing else that makes my heart soar than the Gospel. Because the longer I walk, the more clearly I see how deep my sin is. It’s more than surface level. It’s a heart problem. It’s a disease you and I both are infected with and are hopelessly afflicted with apart from Jesus. And the more I see how deeply I am infected with sin, the more I see my need to throw off every single we

We are a generation lulled to sleep by endless distraction. Is a song sufficient to wake us up? Is deciding a revival is going to begin enough to make it genuine? What if it’s not? What if revival requires a cross? Perhaps revival requires more than singing. Perhaps revival requires seeing the glory of God in the face of his Son. What if revival means being undone by a realization that our sin is deeper and dirtier than we could ever begin to imagine. All our best works are f