Who Do You Say He Is?

It's the most important question you'll ever ask yourself. Who is Jesus of Nazareth? It's a two-thousand-year-old question, and it started with the people of Israel when Jesus lived here on earth. In those brief three years of Jesus' public ministry, God led many to quickly recognize Jesus' true identity.  When Jesus came to the…

Resurrection Week: The Water, The Bowl, and the Teachable Moment

Jesus had a lot of opportunities to teach his disciples while on Earth. Object lessons, lessons that couldn't be learned in any way other than being in his presence. Like Peter walking on the water, but then sinking when he took his eyes off Jesus. There were miraculous creations of wine and food, healings, and…

Resurrection Sunday +1: When Things Got Real

It's the most important question you'll ever ask yourself. Who is Jesus of Nazareth? It's a two-thousand-year-old question, and it started with the people of Israel when Jesus lived here on earth. In those brief three years of Jesus' public ministry, God led many to quickly recognize Jesus' true identity.  When Jesus came to the…

Walking on a Sunday Afternoon (Luke 24:18-35)

Let's join in a little "holy imagination" on this Resurrection Sunday. -------------- Cleopas pounded the dust off his sandal, and looked out the window at another Sunday morning in Jerusalem. "If we have to walk home today, at least the weather's decent," he thought, as his wife Mary tied the last bundle to their donkey.…

Walking on a Sunday Afternoon (Luke 24:18-35), Part 2

So let's finish what we started in my previous post. -------------- Epiphany. That's a big word. How about "an a-ha moment?" Whatever you call it, that's what I experienced the day it dawned on me that the Old Testament was all about Jesus. All of the old stories were no longer just allegorical tales about…

Resurrection Week: On a Cross Beside Jesus (Luke 24:32-43)

I'm thankful every minute of my life that Jesus died for me on that cross.  I know that if God had chosen, he could have punished me for my sins instead of punishing Jesus.  But Christ's atoning death satisfied my sin debt, and the debt of everyone else in the world who believes in Him.  Because…

The Day After Christmas

It's not my season of life to write any new content right now, so I'm re-sharing my attempt at post-Christmas poetry from four years ago. It's every bit as true this Christmas as it was then. -----------—-—----------------------------------------------------- Twas the day after Christmas And all through my brain I can't help but wonder What happened yesterday?…