Steven Goad
I am a Hoosier, born of good Kentucky stock, transplanted to the desert southwest in 1982, speaking and writing for a living. If any of my prose touches your heart then I have accomplished my mission. Eternity is just ahead so I live each day with great expectation. You may order my books from me or from various internet sellers. May God's richest blessings be on all who embrace the merciful grace of Father God. Jesus is Lord!Books: A Man Named Kelsey, Kicking Against the Goads, A Unity Cordial, This Present Chaos, Seeking Asylum In the Savior, Gullible's Travels
Does God Exist?
Is there evidence that proves God exists?
How To Listen To God
We are so full of noise and clamor and activity and busyness that we have little time in our hurried schedules for any kind of spiritual reflection.
Jewels Overlooked in the Story of Job
The Old Testament book of Job is an ancient and mysterious piece of literature. Often we focus on its main message to the neglect of the little gems of understanding hidden in its recesses.
Why I Believe God Exists
Can I prove God exists by some formula in a test tube in a chemistry lab? Nope. There is no need to.
The Reformers Favorite Bible Verses
One of F. W. Boreham’s 50 plus books lists most of the great reformers and well-known evangelists. And in this volume he reveals these men’s favorite Bible verses. I wish to share with you the great texts that changed the lives of these men and gave them a burning desire to preach the gospel.
When I Die
The older I get the more I think of dying. That seems only natural. Graduation time approaches and I need to think about it seriously. I know I’m merely one heartbeat away from stepping into a room full of angels, so what are my thoughts when I think of dying? Maybe they are not unlike your own thoughts. May I share them with you?
A Heavenly Christmas
“The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay.” Thus are the words of a favorite Yuletide song. A baby in a manger makes for quite a story. Everyone loves babies. Jesus was once a baby, but he grew up and became a man. Most people can smile at an innocent child. How many can worship a crucified Savior on a cross who stated clearly that no one could approach the Father except through him?
The Mind War
It’s so easy to miss that we miss it. Our walk with God is a constant battle of the mind to overcome the evil thoughts that can invade the thinking process. “As a man thinks in his heart, so is he” (Proverbs 23:7). Does any one of us think Satan is not eager to get into our minds and have us focusing on the wrong issues of life? We are at war 24/7 as we eagerly adjust our minds to think of holy matters.
Give It Up
Here are some things we might wish to give up this coming year. These aren’t “resolutions” so much as they are life adjustments. Consider.
More Than Conquerors
“In all things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”
Paul’s Short List
In Romans six we find one of Paul’s shorter lists. It contains only three words. Though some have found fault with my reasoning, I find in this tripartite list the very essence of the gospel. Jesus lived a perfect life so that he might die, be buried and then rise from the tomb.
Seven Life-Changing Verses
We often share our favorites verses and tell why they’re our favorites. I have a whole passel of my favorite verses but there are seven I wish to share with you today that I think can change our lives dramatically.
Don’t Worry – Be Happy?
“Godliness with contentment is great gain” (1 Timothy 6:6) Disregard the title of this article. I am not a happy camper. I don’t think I’ve ever been.
The Pulpit
May I share some random thoughts about pulpiteering? Do we really speak where the Bible speaks and remain silent where it is silent?
The Terror of Being Lost
Lost is such a lonely word. I was 5 years old. Mother and I were in the Danner’s Dime Store on Indiana Avenue in Fountain Square, Indianapolis. She was lost. I was in the toy section having a ball. My demands were few: just one each of the playthings on display that would make one little boy the envy of the neighborhood.