Today, Good Friday, around noon, we were having lunch, enjoying the day off work and school. The sun shined brightly, and children laughed across the street in the park. For a moment, standing in the sunshine as Zydeco music played, I closed my eyes and imagined the darkest day. Not quite 2000 years ago, in …
Tonight, I can’t let go of the haunting sound of a bleating lamb. It started this morning as I listened to one of my favorite pastors, Chip Ingram, in his Living on the Edge Podcast. He shared the story that Nathan used to bring David to repentance, the story of a beloved lamb stolen and …
I have followed Jesus since I was very young. I vividly remember sitting on the front pew of the church looking at my own black-patent Mary Janes dangling, far above the carpeted floor, as tears rolled down my cheeks splatting on my pudgy knees. My heart broke with the knowledge that Jesus had died for …
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