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My how the tables have turned

They’ve never seen him like this. So angry and out of control. Yesterday, everyone was happy. They loved Him and He loved them. There was a parade - and the palm branches - heck even that stinking donkey seemed to have a smile on its face. And yet, He seemed a bit “out of sorts.” Today is another story. It’s “out of sorts” in overdrive. And to be honest they’re all a little scared.  “I’ve never even seen Him upset…

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Empty tomb, Resurrection, Jesus is alive, Easter, Sunday Morning

Easter Sunday – the world will never be the same – Pt. 2 (He is risen)

The world will never be the same. He is NOT dead, He is alive!  At first they did not believe them, the women, when they returned with the news that the tomb sat empty. It could not be, it was too good to be true. They must have been mistaken or overcome with grief. Perhaps they had just been “seeing things” - wanting desperately for it to not be over.  So they ran, first Peter, and then John to the…

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A quiet riot

There are two kinds of silence in this world - the kind you want, and the kind you don’t. The first is the one that all parents dream about. When your kids are young and sitting in the back seat of a car yelling at each other or asking a thousand questions, you know what it’s like to long for silence. When they fall asleep and there is nothing but the sound of their breathing to let you know they…

A very Good Friday

“The costliest of costs. The deadliest of loss, The wonder of the cross. The breath of life that stops. The hope of heaven bought The wonder of the cross. The wonder of the cross. I don’t want to move.” [playlist ids="258"] Good Friday has long been my favorite day of every year. I hope it doesn’t make me sound strange or morbid, but there is just such powerful emotion that surrounds this day. I remember as an adolescent, probably not…