I want to pay tribute to wonderful people I have known, the wonderful country in which I live, the communities in which I have lived, the churches who have claimed me as their own, the God who sends shivers down my back when I really give him a portion of my time—well, maybe not shivers but tears flow easily in some of those most priceless times.
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Category Archives: Mary mother of Jesus
“Come on in. The baby is with Marta. He is a delight!” Mary joined the excitement of her family celebrating Marta’s new baby boy. “Look, he has ears like Marta’s.” “His tiny toes are like hers too. See the little … Continue reading
Part1 Part 2 Part 3 I have news. Do I whisper it in adoration? Or do I shout it in exultation? Here it is: Jesus lives! JESUS LIVES! He’s been set free. Jesus— free from the grip of the grave. Free … Continue reading
Part1 Part 2 Simeon’s words – “A piercing of the heart”—indeed, tonight my heart is not only pierced; it is ripped apart! I was at the foot of the cross! I watched him die! Die! This son of God, … Continue reading
/Part 1 I waited for tomorrow – a tomorrow that lasted 18 years! Jesus was a favored lad, a brilliant and talented man. Still he would do nothing about his special-Godness. He just responded to my urging by saying, “It’s … Continue reading