Mark, thank you for this website. I just happened upon it. It is very interesting. Thanks for your honesty, integrity and humor and the way you see and speak about scripture. I really enjoy your style of speaking and teaching. I especially enjoyed the “movie” section. I’ve never seen those movies and now I want to!
Mark, Thanks for writing the “I Am” responsive reading. My small group will use it tonight for a time of worship and reflection. It’s beautiful! doug miller, Charleston, SC
Thank you so much for preserving memories of Ray Stedman. He was my pastor from the time I was preschool age (mid-1960s) until 1990. I refused to go to Sunday School so I could stay in ‘big church’ and listen to his sermons. I loved his mind and heart. I can’t imagine who I would be today without his influence.
Thank you so much for preserving memories of Ray Stedman. He was my pastor from the time I was preschool age (mid-1960s) until 1990. I refused to go to Sunday School so I could stay in ‘big church’ and listen to his sermons. I loved his mind and heart. I can’t imagine who I would be today without his influence.
March 17, 2013 at 4:36 pm
Mark, thank you for this website. I just happened upon it. It is very interesting. Thanks for your honesty, integrity and humor and the way you see and speak about scripture. I really enjoy your style of speaking and teaching. I especially enjoyed the “movie” section. I’ve never seen those movies and now I want to!
April 23, 2015 at 9:31 am
Mark, Thanks for writing the “I Am” responsive reading. My small group will use it tonight for a time of worship and reflection. It’s beautiful! doug miller, Charleston, SC
July 22, 2017 at 12:37 am
Thank you so much for preserving memories of Ray Stedman. He was my pastor from the time I was preschool age (mid-1960s) until 1990. I refused to go to Sunday School so I could stay in ‘big church’ and listen to his sermons. I loved his mind and heart. I can’t imagine who I would be today without his influence.
July 22, 2017 at 12:37 am
Thank you so much for preserving memories of Ray Stedman. He was my pastor from the time I was preschool age (mid-1960s) until 1990. I refused to go to Sunday School so I could stay in ‘big church’ and listen to his sermons. I loved his mind and heart. I can’t imagine who I would be today without his influence.