Reflections On Good Friday

As the afternoon continues I glance at the clock. Good Friday. Three o’clock in the afternoon. My heart wanders back to my Lord’s crucifixion. Sigh. No matter how I try to understand, I can’t. I don’t.   But this I know. He took my place. He bore My sin. And...

Don’t Miss It

This morning I arose early, slipped on my jacket, grabbed a leash and took my black lab outside for a walk. As soon as I had walked just a few steps I knew that there was something special about the day.  The sights and sounds of Autumn were all around. I walked a few...