It feels contradictory…like how can they exist together? The overwhelming feeling of “this is hard” or “I expected this to look different” and also the river of hope roaring through...
It was that little facial expression they made that you know had a hidden meaning…It was their hurtful response to your honest intentions to help or show up or reach...
The tomb was EMPTY.How? His body had just been there? There was a massive stone covering it’s entry, guards to ensure He couldn’t leave, and the watching world had witnessed...
It was undeniable…the tension in the air as everyone wondered, “What do we do now?”Knowing the only answer was waiting, clinging to the words they could hear ringing in their...
One step…And then another…And then another…His body beaten, bleeding, and bruised, treated brutally by those who had betrayed Him and didn’t believe Him.The crown that should’ve been laced in gold...
Imagine Jesus.His life, dedicated to helping + healing + holding the very people that were now going to belittle, betray, and beat Him to His death.He was not unaware of...
“I think Sledge is ready for this…we are going to try something a little different.”His therapist handed him a forearm crutch or a crutch-cane (figured you might like learning because...
