Throughout my life I’ve wondered what I would become when I grew up. Who would I marry? What would my job be? Where would I live? How should I get there? We ask ourselves questions like, When will God show me the perfect girl (or guy) to marry? Should I go to this cheaper and closer-to-home university and stay in my band or head up to the better-and-more-expensive university . . . and then decide my major? Where should I send my kids to daycare? I will buy the Beefy Crunch Burrito . . . or maybe I should order the Cheesy Double Beef Burrito instead? Both? Is there life after Taco Bell?
How do we make sense of James 4.5 when very few Bible translations agree with each other? Is it really that difficult to know what James is saying? Apparently, yes, it is.
In his book What…
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