God still holds the clay of nations. The fig tree had leaves but no fruit. The temple was busy but barren. A people baptized with the Holy Spirit and fire can become a house of prayer again.

I've been thinking lately about what has made America strong. There are plenty of answers people could give. Our military. Our economy. Our form of government. The freedoms we have enjoyed. Those things matter. But I believe something much more basic has played an important role in the strength of this country: families, churches, and ordinary people trying to live according to Christian values. For generations, many Americans were taught that your word mattered. You worked h

There are mornings when the house is completely quiet and the sun is just beginning to come through the trees. I have come to really value those early hours with the Lord. Lately, something unexpected has been on my mind during that time. The economy. Not economics in the sense of charts and numbers or even political parties. I've been thinking more about what Scripture says about work, money, ownership, generosity, and our responsibility toward one another. I recently listen

I have a gentleman who has worked for our company for nearly eighteen years. He carries so many talents that it still amazes me. He knows most of the various trades, yet what stands out even more is something that feels almost supernatural within this American system. He can look at nearly anything and figure out how to make it happen, how to make it work. We talk about this gift often. It is not merely technical skill. To me, it is a living example of something our forefathe