“And, Jesus, for the men downtown who are poor and brokenhearted. I pray for them. Let them see you, right now. Let them know that you can heal their broken hearts right now, even if they don’t get any money.” The irony of this prayer that shot out...
[I wrote this post last week when walking through my own remnants of December-pain. I shudder to think of that mother who is standing over her child’s grave today. Though my own pain is nowhere near hers, it seemed fitting to still run as planned.] The first...
“Then the angel said to them, ‘Do not be afraid, for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy which will be to all the people …Then the shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things that they had heard and seen, as it was...
And she brought forth her firstborn Son, and wrapped Him in swaddling cloths, and laid Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn. Luke 2:7** To one woman, You were a firstborn son. To us, You were King, laid low, but to her — then —...
John answered and said, “A man can receive nothing unless it has been given to him from heaven. You yourselves bear me witness, that I said, ‘I am not the Christ,’ but, ‘I have been sent before Him.’ He who has the bride is the bridegroom; but the friend of the...
