Send us a text A house blazing with lights can make a neighborhood glow, but it can’t quiet a restless heart. We open with holiday humor and then pivot to the angels’ proclamation over Bethlehem, drawing a straight line to a frostbitten night in 1914 when British and German soldiers climbed out of the trenches and sang the same carol on no man’s land. That fragile ceasefire feels like the world’s best effort—beautiful, brief, and gone by morning. So why does peace keep slipping through our fi...
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Send us a text A house blazing with lights can make a neighborhood glow, but it can’t quiet a restless heart. We open with holiday humor and then pivot to the angels’ proclamation over Bethlehem, drawing a straight line to a frostbitten night in 1914 when British and German soldiers climbed out of the trenches and sang the same carol on no man’s land. That fragile ceasefire feels like the world’s best effort—beautiful, brief, and gone by morning. So why does peace keep slipping through our fi...
Send us a text What if the final ingredient for a life that isn’t wasted isn’t more knowledge or stronger willpower, but a kind of love most of the world has forgotten? We explore the seventh “supplement” in 2 Peter 1—agape—and show why it’s the crown of Christian development, the glue that holds every other virtue together, and the guardrail that keeps growth on the right road. Without agape, perseverance turns into self-preservation, knowledge swells into pride, and even the boldest truth-t...
Weekly Wisdom with Stephen Davey
Send us a text A house blazing with lights can make a neighborhood glow, but it can’t quiet a restless heart. We open with holiday humor and then pivot to the angels’ proclamation over Bethlehem, drawing a straight line to a frostbitten night in 1914 when British and German soldiers climbed out of the trenches and sang the same carol on no man’s land. That fragile ceasefire feels like the world’s best effort—beautiful, brief, and gone by morning. So why does peace keep slipping through our fi...
