I don’t pretend to get it: how our world is just a tiny weeny dot in the Milky Way, or how it's just one of the 10 trillion planetary systems of the known universe and more, or that it's a mere millionth fraction of the mass of the Sun. And we may not understand it too, how there is a good Father who controls and stays in charge of everything, whether they're jeopardy or jubilee in our life.
This story inked into the pages of our history, about the one Man who dripped with blood and hung naked on the wooden beam of an old rugged cross. About his halting breaths that make for our one full breath, of his haunting claim that leaves us forever claimed --- this story that proves the dead can rise to life.
Mark 16:1-8 - The Resurrection "When the Sabbath was past, Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James, and Salome bought spices, so that they might go and anoint him. And very early on the first day of the week, when the sun had risen, they went to the tomb. And they were saying to one another, … Continue reading when your heart is longing for some reality this new year
When Easter rolls in and my husband preached that Sunday morning a message on "Why do you seek the Living among the dead?", I sat straight up and listened hard and fought to take every word in. I wanted Easter to be all over me - a heart reality - a personal experience - a speaking voice, and not … Continue reading Are You Looking for the Living among the Dead?