ENCOURAGE - EQUIP - EMPOWER
IT STARTS HERE.
We are often promised that things will be simpler than they turn out to be.
Sometimes it’s because we’re sold something, pitched on an idea that “we can do it” when we actually cannot. My mom taught me some basic sewing skills when I was growing up, so in college I purchased a “2 hour” skirt pattern thinking I could knock it out, but it ended up taking me more like 8 hours plus my mom’s help.
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Last week we drove from Pennsylvania to Florida. As we travel, I often think about what it was like exploring this land for the first time, the technology available (or lack thereof), and the unknown. This drive, I thought back even further -- 2000 years! Could you imagine walking everywhere? To spread the name of Jesus, His early followers had to walk…everywhere! Now all we have to do is hit record and send. Boom -- his message radiates around the world.
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Easter isn’t all sunshine, dresses, jellybeans and Peeps candies. While there is great cause for celebration, true Easter rejoicing can only come by appreciating the death that preceded it. To gloss over it with pretty spring flowers and overflowing Easter baskets isn’t giving our Lord His due…
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One of my favorite parts of the Easter story is John 20:10–18. It’s the scene where Jesus reveals Himself to Mary Magdalene at the tomb, making her one of the first eyewitnesses of the resurrection. Growing up, it was easy for me to skim over this story and move onto the dramatic scene where He appears to His disciples. I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve heard the story of Jesus inviting doubting Thomas to put his fingers in His hands and side.
Good Friday, the day Jesus died, was the darkest day ever. For those standing at the foot of the cross, it must have felt like all was lost. Jesus’ friends, feeling dejected, ran away in fear. But just three short days later, all was changed. When Mary arrived at the tomb on that first Easter morning, it was empty. Nada, nothing, zip! Jesus was not there.
