If I am going to follow Jesus, then I have to actually follow him--his example, his Word and his voice.
Sometimes a memory of a person comes back as a single part that is emblematic of the whole. A mother's hands. A sister's hair. A father's strong arms. For Mary, it was Jesus' feet. Whenever they gathered, the men crowded around, shoulder to shoulder, to exchange ideas, listen, debate. It was at such a time [...]
Lazarus was among those reclining at table with him.John 12:2 Here. Now. With Jesus. This was the first time Lazarus had felt fully alive since dying. Had it really been just weeks? He couldn't remember the pain or sickness that had led up to it. Only the peace that followed--a peace that surpassed all understanding. [...]
Martha served.John 12:2 She glanced at her brother sleeping on the couch as she adjusted the goblets just-so and picked a few wilted leaves from the flowers in the centerpiece. The warm air hung thick and fragrant with the aroma of the spiced lamb roasting on the pit. Martha allowed herself a rare moment to [...]
If there is one word that has been used to describe me most often it's been busy. And this year, I'm determined to change that. For awhile busy meant full and even fulfilled as we did the work of raising four children who were all two years apart while working part-time, writing, working out...and, oh [...]