by Christopher Gudmundsson | Dec 22, 2020 | The Beacon, Thoughts
In 1993, Bill Murray starred in a cute little movie called Groundhog Day. The premise of the movie was simple, and hilarious: a newscaster wakes up every morning to find out that he’s living Groundhog Day, February 2, all over again, which means that he can...
by Christopher Gudmundsson | Oct 28, 2020 | The Beacon, Thoughts
This has been a year unlike any that we’ve ever seen. A tiny half-alive machine with a diabolical ability to profoundly damage the blood and lungs of a human being has swept across the world and changed our society in profound ways. Most of those changes have...
by Christopher Gudmundsson | May 21, 2020 | Thoughts
This is why it’s only a matter of time. We WILL gather in person again. It’s just what Christians do. By the way, do you remember hearing me say there are some preachers I almost always agree with? Mark Dever is one of them. In fact, when he and the elders...
by Christopher Gudmundsson | Aug 18, 2019 | The Beacon
America is staggering once more with a spate of horrifying violence. Mass shootings in Texas, Ohio, and California have claimed the lives of astonishing numbers of innocent people who thought they were just at a party or a festival to have a good time, but...
by Christopher Gudmundsson | Apr 27, 2019 | The Beacon
Dundalk is filled with the fear and the fact of addiction. Our church family has been touched more than once with the pain that comes from addiction to various practices and substances. But do you know what addiction is? At its root, every addiction is an issue of...
by Christopher Gudmundsson | Jan 2, 2019 | Thoughts
Joel 2:30-31 “And I will show wonders in the heavens and on the earth, blood and fire and columns of smoke. The sun shall be turned to darkness, and the moon to blood, before the great and awesome day of the LORD comes. Another “blood moon” (a standard lunar...
by Christopher Gudmundsson | Oct 7, 2013 | Thoughts
There was a man on the Eastern Shore of Maryland who loved the coastal air. It brought him the salt smell of the Atlantic, the robust aromas of the fertile fields just inland, and the delightful sweetness of his wife’s prize roses. It carried him the gulls with...
