Three days ago, the day an innocent Man died, Jesus hung His in death, but not in defeat! On the first day of the week, a few women with spices nestled in their baskets hurried to the tomb. It was so early the sunflowers along the dusty road still had their heads bowed, but the women did not notice. They were on a mission! As they approached the tomb, Mary Magdalene gasped! “The stone has been rolled away!” They clasped each other’s hands as they crept into the tomb. They stared in disbelief. “There’s no body,” Joann said, in a Read More
Category: death
Sunday is Coming!
His executioners jabbed a crown of thorns down on His head so brutally that it sank deep into His skin. After hours of being beaten, mocked, flogged, and tortured, they made Him carry a cross. Alone.
The Good Fight
One day while vsiting Mom, I got a rare glimpse into the mind of one with Alzheimer’s. “I feel like I am in a tunnel and can’t find my way back,” she said. “Are you afraid?” I asked. “No, just frustrated.” “Where do you go in the tunnel?” I prodded. “I’m with my mother.” “Why do you go to your mother’s?” “Because she knows how to fix things,” she said, tapping her forehead.