Dear family and friends, far and wide – here are a few photos as we wish you a belated “Merry Christmas” and an early “Happy New Year”! Elizabeth is a freshman in high school, and Jonathan is now in middle … Continue reading →

Many of you know that I deeply respect evangelical statesman John Stott, now well into his ’80s. He was asked the question in the post title above, and here’s what he said: “Spiritually speaking, I think I would have to … Continue reading →

[A number of people in the Encounter community asked if we could post some of my teaching from last night on the blog, so here it is. It’s a rather long post, but I hope you find it helpful.] The … Continue reading →

A few people have expressed their concern, or at least their confusion, regarding the interview we featured at the end of Encounter last Saturday. So, this Saturday Leah will be sharing the following, to help clear things up a bit: … Continue reading →

Our current teaching series at Encounter was prompted by Joe Hellerman’s book, When the Church Was as Family (Joe and I served together as pastors at a church in Manhattan Beach, CA years ago; he also went to UCLA, while … Continue reading →

I just took my family to the airport to start our family vacation (without me – I’ll join them on Monday, after my weekend responsibilities are over). So, as is often the case, I find myself sitting around wondering what … Continue reading →

As perhaps most of you are aware, I spent the last week and a half in the eastern part of Romania, being sent by our world outreach team to teach at a mission school just outside of Constanta, on the … Continue reading →

As many of you know, we encourage people to text message any questions that come to mind during the teaching at Encounter. I got one this past Saturday on my Acts 1:1-11 teaching: “So in most people, is it the … Continue reading →

My Dad, with whom I share both the same middle name and last name (David Franklin Detwiler, if you must know), is now the only remaining Detwiler from his family of origin. This morning, in Tucson Arizona, my Aunt Peg, … Continue reading →

Ah, yes, the smell of Roses in Harleysville. I love it!