The Plumb Line

“Brethren, our preaching will bear its legitimate fruits. If immorality prevails in the land, the fault is ours in a…

Lee Grady is a real champion for women in ministry—and in women in ministry leadership. So when I saw his column “7…

There is much talk about Christ’s soon Second Coming. But we know that Jesus will not return for a church…

Last week, Lee Grady shared his “10 Top Misconceptions About Pentecostal Christians.” I found the column enlightening and I agree…

When apostolic believers gather for a late night breakfast after a long day of church-building, there are a few threads…

Unity. It’s an issue the Lord has put heavy on my heart—because it’s heavy on His heart. Last week I…

Year after year I hear the same prayers rising to heaven from many denominations, flows and camps across the body of Christ:…

Not a single woman was listed among David’s mighty men but that doesn’t mean God doesn’t use women mightily in…

When I listened to my voicemail I was absolutely shocked. An angry young man on the other end line spewed,…

Religious spirits are nefariously nasty. The spirit of religion works to murder reputations, pervert the revelation of who we are…

It’s been said we don’t know what we don’t know, but it’s just as true that we can’t see what…

You’ve heard it said, “When in Rome, do as the Romans.” But what do you do when you are smack-dab in the middle of a Muslim nation that disdains Americans, offers little respect to women and is determined to make sure you know it?

The ongoing news about the crisis in Egypt caused me to look back at some of my own experiences with Muslims. I have had wonderful experiences with Muslims in the U.S. and terrible experiences with Muslims in Islamic nations—and wonderful experiences with Muslims in Islamic nations.

I will never forget my weeklong visit to an Asian Islamic nation. I couldn’t blend in. I stood out like, well, like an American woman in a Muslim nation. I’m clearly a modern Western woman with the red hair and freckles to prove it. While I was in this Islamic nation, I couldn’t shake the feeling that Christ in me seemed to stir the principalities and powers that wondered why I was there.