a sturdy folk with sores

“The rich man  lived in luxury every day, while in his driveway, laid a poor man named Lazarus, covered with sores, who longed with hunger. Even the dogs came and licked his sores.” And Jesus continues the narrative. “Both men died.  Lazarus escorted by angels to the ‘lap of Abraham.’  The rich man’s destiny:  hell,…

Dawn emerges

“Whatever it may have been, it does not matter; I am here now.” His mercies are new every morning.  Thank the miracle-working God. His love never quits.

No turning back

I am thinking of two specific events recorded in the gospels (John 2) which describe Jesus bearing religious tension and worldly pressure.  Like a vice tightening, he began his submissive walk into “being  lifted up,” for my sin and yours. It is at that wedding when Jesus accompanies his mother.”Dear woman why are you involving…

I wish you were here…

I needed you today.  I am overwhelmed and needed you to be in the room when I walked in.   Jesus, you are more than my friend.  And I needed you so badly today. I wasn’t really in need of a rescue or a miracle, just in need of you. I needed to talk to…