Author: John A. Ross

When I find that I can own up to my sins, Christ’s truth has got through to me at last. When I have become concerned about my sins, Christ must be there and at work within me. Christ in me not only convinces me that I am in the wrong…

My physical body is important to God. He created me with this body and expected me to do what I could with it for his purposes. He went to a lot of trouble to build and maintain this body which makes me a part of nature, history, and human society….

I believe in life. Life is no dream or passing fancy. Life is not a calamity from which I want to be delivered. My life can, however, be so dragged down to ill health, failure, and sin, that I wouldn’t particularly want to have to go on and on living…

When I say the amen at the end of the Creed, it is really the third time I have said, “I believe.” At the beginning I said, “I believe in God,” then later, “I believe in the Holy Ghost.” This little Hebrew word amen means, “So be it,” or, “I…

This is the story of my intellectual trek from the limited perspective of a farmer’s son in a small town to the far-ranging vistas of researchers expanding the frontiers of knowledge about the universe. During and after my college days the classical worldview presented by my philosophical and theological courses…

They tell me that the first technically produced vehicle in which I ever took a ride was a cradle. I remember it well from much later and from the outside. It had oak panels all around it, like the washstand in our upstairs bedroom. I can’t remember how it felt…

My parishioners in the early 1940s were very generous toward me as a young fellow just starting out in the ministry. They didn’t expect very much more from me than I was able to give them. During those wartime years we shared with each other the vast resources of spiritual…

By the end of the fifties, several Canadian churches had come to realize that they were fast losing the intellectuals and the young people—the very people who would normally become the leaders of the country in the next generation. Great concentrations of these potential leaders were to be found at…

It’s a solemn thing to see most of your earthly treasures disappear into the depths of a moving van. On the journey they could all be destroyed in some grand smash-up. The furniture could be replaced, but photographs, manuscripts, notes, letters and keepsakes are irreplaceable. Moving is a risky business….

Day after day as we drove through the prairie country of the Midwest, not a cloud appeared in the blue overhead. Except for an ever-receding horizon, we were surrounded in every direction by the immensity of unlimited space. We felt very small, insignificant and out of place. As night fell…