Jeff Lucas reflects on 46 years of marriage, ministry, and the temptation to blame God for broken dreams
After weeks of culinary mishaps, a home-cooked dinner led Jeff Lucas into an awkward lesson he’s never forgotten
Jeff Lucas shares his most embarrassing moment
We should be grateful when narcissists are exposed and justice follows. But there’s a dark side to increased levels of suspicion, warns Jeff Lucas
God calls us to shout for joy, clap our hands in praise and celebrate, says Jeff Lucas.
Most of us don’t do well with interruptions. But allowing ourselves to be re-directed can be a useful and godly trait, says Jeff Lucas
It was a rash, spur-of-the-moment decision to go to a church that day. Previous encounters during my 17 years of life had not been too impressive. As a child, I attended Sunday school three times. I felt confused, because those were the days of fuzzy felt, where paper cutouts of ...
Singing has never really been my gift. As a new believer, the church I joined practised full immersion baptism which, when first observed, seemed like an aquatic mugging. The time came for me to publicly affirm my faith in Jesus by taking a dip.
Back in the wonderful days when I had hair, Larry was my hairdresser. He used to do a fine job with my copious mop. Sadly, the passing of time means the mop became a stranded peninsula, and what used to look like Texas now resembles the Isle of Wight. I ...
There have been times when I’ve viewed God like a cosmic policeman, admits Jeff Lucas. But he isn’t the God of the gotcha. He’s good.
The author and teaching pastor doesn’t want to go back to his first faith. But his first love is another matter
We’ve all made this mistake…but in 2024 let’s pledge to do better, says Jeff Lucas
Jeff Lucas on having to apologise for a thoughtless comment made while in the pulpit
We won’t graduate until our last breath, says Jeff Lucas. And even then we’ll be translated into an eternity of delightful discovery
Macaulay Culkin is in his 40s now but, for many, he will forever be Kevin McCallister, the precocious eight-year-old in the blockbuster 1990 comedy Home Alone. For those unfamiliar with the film, Kevin’s parents take off for a Christmas in Paris, unaware that they have left their young son behind. ...
Perhaps you’ve been there. A family from church invite you for a meal. You don’t know them well, but are pleased by the opportunity. You chat while you wait for the food, and then, as the plates arrive, tension grips you.
Negotiations are not allowed, says Jeff Lucas as he explains how anchor habits are helping him stay fit
Decades ago, when my wife, Kay, and I were courting, we would exchange excruciating love letters loaded with syrup and spirituality: “Dear Kay, I love you so much, hallelujah, praise the Lord, but not as much as I love Jesus, glory to God.” Yuk.
It was one of those: Is this God speaking to me? moments. Seemingly from nowhere a thought surfaced, and the persistent luminosity of it made me wonder if the Holy Spirit was broadcasting on my personal wavelength.
I was eagerly looking forward to my annual school reunion. Inevitably, we’d pass the hours reminiscing about the classes we’d loved and loathed, the girls we’d fancied, the pranks we’d played.
Recently we decided to add a digital notice board to the outside of our church building. Some might feel this is an extravagance, and many churches would not have the resources (or desire) to spend money on signage, but a road study revealed that around 11 million cars pass our ...