My name is David
I’m noticing an increasingly scary trend in the church. To put it simply – it goes like this: more and more of God’s people no longer know who they are. For some reason, many in the church believe the Kingdom of God is something that we enter when we die. In reality – we enter into the Kingdom of God the second we start to follow Jesus. Every once in a while, I’ll run into a group of people that can accept that, except then they act like (and believe they are just) peasants in this so called kingdom.
To follow Christ is to step in who God created us to be. Guess what, to follow Christ is to step into sonship (and daughtership). If our father is the King – doesn’t that mean we are princes and princesses? Doesn’t that make us coheirs to the throne? Doesn’t that make us a lot more than just peasants? I’ll let you chew on that for a bit, but for now – I want to take you to the intended point of this post. I was with a group of friends earlier and we were talking about identity (among other things), and the question was asked “Who are you?” I want to share with you how I respond to that question.
If I could some it up, I would say my name is David – which means beloved. I am a son of God. I’m a coheir to the throne. I am a man. I am a worrier and a worshiper.
I’d love to hear who you are? Post in the comments!
Read MoreWhat is the Gospel?
Many of you will read this title and move on to the next thing, but I’m really hoping you didn’t.
As many of you know, I work in ministry, and it’s easy to get caught up that ministry. Today, I pose a question that I hope you can help me out with. It would be great if everyone who reads this would leave a comment answering my question. I don’t care if your a Christian, Buddhist, agnostic, or an atheist; I’d love to hear your insight.
Question: What is the Gospel of Christ Jesus?
Read MoreMonday Morning Question – if you had 24 hours to live?
I thought that has been plaguing my mind for the last week is a simple, but convicting question. If I had 24 hours to live, how would I spend it? Would I keep on doing what I’m doing now? Or would I radically change my life style and live my dreams to the fullest?
I know in my heart I want to say the latter, but know in my heart I’m not doing that now. Which begs the question: Why not?
So I pose the first question to you: If you had 24 hours to live, how would you spend it?
Read MoreAn adventure like no other
Photo by reinholt
I want to start this post out with a statement: The past 6 months of my life have been the most challenging, frustrating, and ugly months of my life. They have also been the most exhilarating, adventurous, life-giving, and joyful months of my life.
I’ve moved to a new town far from home, disagreed with many people (and stepped on many of their toes), found a church home, made new friends, and seen God do far greater things then I could possibly immagine.
Looking back in your life, what has God done for you? What have been the low points, and what have been the high points? Respond in the comments below.
Read MoreWhat is your dream?
Photograph by Kenneth Cratty
I’m curious to know, especially in the context of college ministry and church ministry: what is your dream? If the ministry you are involved with had unlimited resources and could do anything, what would you like to see?
Comment below with your response.
Read MoreIf we really knew you..
For those of you who are not on Facebook, there is an event going on today called “If we really knew you..” where basically, all the members are posting as their status one thing following “if you really knew me.” I’m going to copy my status for you all to see, but I want to pose the same question to you. I invite you to go to the comments and finish the sentence “if you really knew me…”
Read MoreIf we really knew you.., you would know that I am just as big of a mess as everyone else. You would know that I struggle just like everyone else does. You would know that I was addicted to porn. You would know that I spent most of my life an outcast and unloved, and that I would be someone I wasn’t to fit in. If you really knew me, you would know that I long for nothing more than to hear my dad tell me that he loves me.
If you really knew me, you would know that it was Jesus transformed my life almost 4 years ago. You would know that he gave me a community of people that loved me for who I was. He freed me from my chains and told me I no longer had to be someone I wasn’t. You would know that He created me, a masterpiece to do good and be good. (Ephesians 2:10). You would know that God is my father and I am His son and that He tells me that He loves me all the time.
About Me
Hello world! My name is Adam Lepp and have I got a story to tell you. It starts off pretty average, has some major roller coaster moments in the middle, and has the besting ending ever. It's still being written, so join me as I continue to tell the story of love.