They thought He was just another man. And a clueless one at that. They were walking to Emmaus. Two men in deep despair. Jesus had just been crucified. All their hopes were dashed. They thought He was going to be their earthly King and save them from Roman oppression. But now He was dead. And they believed their dreams of liberation… View Post
Before He was even born, Jesus was crowded out. No room for Him in the inn at Bethlehem. So the King of Kings was shuffled off to a musty stable. His first crib — a feeding trough for smelly livestock. As i pondered the Christmas story a few weeks ago, it struck me that not much has changed in 2,000… View Post
Christmas is all about me. For so many years, that’s how i approached the most sacred season of the year. I’d have in my mind a certain way i expected things to be and how I expected people to act. I expected to feel a certain way. i expected that my family dynamics — often messy and chaotic the rest… View Post
What little girl doesn’t dream of being a princess? i certainly did. A bit of a nerd growing up (who endured her fair share of the ridicule that went with it), i fantasized about being transformed into the beautiful Cinderella. In 2017, God began to show this wannabe princess that she was royalty all along. (Even when the bad hair, braces… View Post
It’s been a tough few months. Traumatic. That’s how i’d describe it. One traumatic event after another. Last week, i lost my sweet father. i’d like to share with you the words i spoke at his “Celebration of Life” service yesterday: My father was a simple man. That word “simple” can often be interpreted as unremarkable or ordinary. However, i… View Post