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Forget perfection, I'm just focusing on making some progress.

He was betrayed and His life was traded for thirty pieces of silver. He sacrificed Himself, and your life was traded for His blood.

I can’t believe that I’m in my mid-thirties and up until now, I have never thought of Holy Week as being Jesus’s last week...

Sarah couldn’t believe the joy she felt as she woke up the next morning – earlier than usual even. Her mind was clear, her heart was full an

Hope! How long had it been since Sarah had felt genuine hope? She couldn’t remember. Maybe it was because she hadn’t realized until now that

“Grinch.” Seth leaned on the doorframe to Sarah’s office watching as she feverishly worked away with her head bent down reviewing the presen

“This god that you serve, surely he wouldn’t want you to die. Would he? He doesn’t really care if you worship my gods – does he?” The king

I first started writing this letter over two weeks ago. I was on vacation and looking out at the ocean trying my best to get a new letter ou

It started out like any other summer day. Haden, Katie and their younger brother’s, Peter and Joey, sat on the front porch steps of Haden an

Stepping out of the local tavern, Mary’s eyes squint from the bright sun. She stands still for a few moments to let them adjust

It’s raining so heavily that before I know it, I’m drenched and freezing as I look up to see a sign hanging above the doorway to a darkened

Picture a man warming his hands with a mug full of coffee as he looks out his kitchen window at the vast view lying before him. It’s the bea

Let’s go back in time for a bit, say a little over two thousand years or so, back to a time when Jesus was in His ministry, performing mirac

The 16th of December was the day that had me feeling as if I had crossed through the wardrobe and into the magical land of Narnia whenever I

Well, it’s another beautiful weekend here in the mountains and as I sit in bed writing I’m enjoying my coffee as I taste the notes of maple

So I’m feeling it lately. It's that weight of the world being heaped onto the shoulders of the faithful few. Brick by brick the weight grows

Can I just say life is so much simpler when you are little? Seriously, when you are young you don’t care so much about what your friends loo

It’s crazy to think that it’s been eight years already since my grandmother passed away. That day the world got a little dimmer. I remember