We may have been at the highest point of our trip, believers coming together around the Word on a windswept mountain far from home
By 3 Jesus is dead, having spoken only seven times. The sky turns black, there is an earthquake, rocks split into, dead people come out of their graves, only to die once more. And we call this Good Friday.
For our sake He became poor, born in obscurity, practically unnoticed. This is how it had to be.
With practice and patience Christians can learn how to awaken or uncover felt need or deep hunger by asking better questions online.
Hyperlinks are the brain’s chocolate, and most of us have not figured out how to say no soon enough. Or even if we want to.