Author Archives: Max Lucado

Storm

I AM in the Storm with You

I AM in the Storm with You

The stormiest season of my life occurred when I was twelve years of age. I was old enough for baseball, football, and bike riding. I was old enough to have a crush on a girl, own a bottle of English Leather cologne, and know the difference between a verb and an adverb. But I was

The Long Walk Between Offered and Answered Prayer

You are walking, not on the path between Georgia and Maine. No, you are walking on a road even steeper and longer — the path between offered prayer and answered prayer. Between supplication and celebration bent knees and lifted hands tears of fear and tears of joy “Help me, Lord” and “Thank You, Lord” Do

God Is with You in the Ordinary

    On the third day a wedding took place at Cana in Galilee. Jesus’ mother was there, and Jesus and His disciples had also been invited to the wedding. When the wine was gone, Jesus’ mother said to Him, “They have no more wine.” “Woman, why do you involve me?” Jesus replied. “My hour

He Will Replenish What Life Has Taken

He Will Replenish What Life Has Taken

He didn’t look omniscient. He looked intelligent, with his horn-rimmed glasses, gray-flannelled suit, and stack of documents. He was smart, prepared, and every bit the statistician his profession demanded he be. Otherworldly and prophetic? Divine? Clairvoyant? I saw no halo. No attending angels. There was a glow to his face, but I chalked that up

We Can’t, but God Can

“It’s just me, and I ain’t much.” We’d been talking for well into an hour before she said the words. We’d worked our way through two cups of machine- brewed, hospital-waiting-room coffee. Hers with sweetener, mine with powdered creamer. Small of stature she was. No makeup, hair matted. Her T-shirt was loose fitting and crumpled.

Major League Grace

Major League Grace

Romans 5:1-3 Since we have been made right with God by our faith, we have peace with God. This happened through our Lord Jesus Christ, who has brought us into that blessing of God’s grace that we now enjoy. And we are happy because of the hope we have of sharing God’s glory. — Romans

Unspeakable Grief

Unspeakable Grief

You might hear the news from a policeman: “I’m sorry. He didn’t survive the accident.” You might return a friend’s call, only to be told, “The surgeon brought bad news.” Too many spouses have heard these words from grim-faced soldiers: “We regret to inform you…” In such moments, spring becomes winter, blue turns to gray,

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