No. 8 – Walking on a Sunday Afternoon (Luke 24:18-35), Part 2

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 good people. Those stories became signposts, markers that point to Jerusalem,…

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…

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…

A Question of Nails

Shopping at a novelties store last weekend, I ran across this puzzle, which apparently involves as many as seven nails. (That's how many straight nails you can see in the packaging, not counting the two bent ones on the left side.) Seeing this puzzle raised a question in my mind: How many nails does it…

The Smile Said It All

It's funny, the little things that bring to mind God's love for us. Like today, for example, at the ice cream shop. A gentleman in his 80s was buying ice cream for his lovely bride. I didn't eavesdrop for the entire transaction (that would be rude - fun, but rude), but I did look his…

God’s Daily Reboot

When a computer malfunctions, how often is the answer as simple as turning the computer off, and then turning it back on? In my experience, usually the computer starts right back up again, working just fine. Whatever went wrong before disappears. Our lives have a God-designed reboot button as well. It’s called night. As I…

Shiny Bumpers

In the overcast pre-dawn of a recent cool fall morning, I was sitting at a stoplight behind a pickup truck with a shiny chrome bumper. In the yellow-white reflection from my headlights, the condensation from the truck's exhaust drifted across the face of the bumper in ghostly wisps. A computer programmer spending hours writing code still couldn't replicate the random but stunning patterns…

Together, With a Capital “T”

While we're on the theme of grandparents..... What does a seven-year-old like better then a ride around town with Grandpa in his pickup truck on a Saturday afternoon? Not much, especially when that drive includes a stop at Dairy Queen for ice cream or McDonald's for some fries. So it was for me on a…