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8 mins read|03/01/16We spend the first nine months of our lives in utter darkness. There are no tiny fluorescent bulbs beaming from the ceiling of the womb, no fetal flashlights, not even a pinprick of illumination.
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10 mins read|02/21/16We hang on to our sins not despite the fact that they hurt, but precisely because they do hurt. We need to hurt, to fret over them, to cry over them, to make amends over them, because by doing so, we will grease the wheels of God’s forgiveness.
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16 mins read|02/11/16Our faith is not a mountain but a grain of sand, not pure gold but gilded plaster. And all it takes is a few nicks and scratches to reveal its shallowness.
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11 mins read|01/29/16If April 1 is April Fools’ Day, then March 25 is Divine Fool’s Day. Falling nine months before Christmas, it’s the day when God set in motion what appeared to be a foolish plan.
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11 mins read|01/28/16As it turned out, the novels in which I had sought escape, became part of the means whereby the Lord rescued me from my own death.
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8 mins read|01/25/16She’s clad only in a white, wet, silk blouse, as if just caught in a downpour. Her back is slightly turned toward the camera, the curves of hip and breast beckoning the onlooker.
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9 mins read|01/24/16When you see a cross, you see the smile of your Father. He’s not mad at you. He’s overjoyed that you’re his daughter.
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8 mins read|01/19/16They may also be fellow sufferers who’ve hit their own bottom with you. Whoever they are, they wear the mask of Jesus the crucified. In them and through them the Lord is at work to love you.
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7 mins read|01/15/16It may seem easy to believe in the God who changes water into wine, but it is not. For when man is at his happiest, he thinks the least of the true source of his joy.
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19 mins read|01/11/16These words sum up the whole person and work of our Messiah. Here is the Gospel in Hebrew.
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11 mins read|01/08/16I know now that to “forgive yourself” is not only impossible; it is foolish, dangerous, and futile. It is the vain attempt of a soul plagued by guilt to seek relief in the very last place he should be looking: in himself.
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2 mins read|12/28/15O bloody town of Bethlehem, How shrill we hear thee cry. Your mothers shriek while fathers weep The graveyard lullaby.
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