Every day he had to remind her. They would meet, talk and spend time together. Gradually, he would win her trust. They’d fall madly in love. But then the next day, she would wake up and forget all about him. It’s the plot line of a 2004 movie called 50 First Dates. In the movie, the main character, Lucy suffered… View Post
I felt at such peace. Last fall, my good friend Bonita and I rented a beautiful little lake cabin in North Carolina for a spiritual retreat. No agenda other than to sit at Jesus’ feet and listen. God met us that weekend in impossibly sweet, unexpected and beautiful ways that at times took our breath away. I felt like we… View Post
I’ve always assumed that when Jesus healed people in the gospels, it was always in an instant. One moment, they are blind. The next they can see. They are paralyzed. Suddenly they can walk. Boom. Healed. Happily ever after. The End. Mic drop. Cue the credits. As someone who has received divine and powerful healing — mind, body and spirit… View Post
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