Monday, March 30, 2015

this sums up how we should live our lives to honor Christ....

Where there is hatred. let me sow love;
Where there is injury, pardon;
Where there is doubt, faith;
Where there is despair, hope;
And where there is sadness, joy.

~St Francis of Assisi

United in the power of the Holy Spirit....The Bride of Christ His Church, not ours


“May they all be one,” Jesus prayed. One. Not one in groups of two thousand. One church. One faith. One Lord. No hierarchies. No traditions. Just Christ.

Friday, March 27, 2015

He died in our place because we are loved by the Creator of this world!

Of all the scenes around the cross, the one that angers me most is when those in the crowds said, “Let this Messiah, the King of Israel, come down from the cross, that we may see and believe” (Matthew 27:42). There’s nothing more painful than words meant to hurt.

1 Peter 2:23 tells us that “Jesus entrusted himself to him who judges justly.” He simply left the judging to God. “Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing,” he said. They were a crazy mob, mad at something they couldn’t see so they took it out on, of all people, God. Yet, Jesus died for them. How could he do it? I don’t know. Sometimes I wonder if we don’t see Jesus’ love as much in the people he tolerated, as in the pain he endured. Such amazing grace!

From On Calvary’s Hill
~Max Lucado

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

1 Timothy 2:5 says, “There is one God and one mediator between God and men, the man Jesus Christ.”


Our Lord and Savior
all God | all man...

who understands our trials because He lived in the body of a man and has compassion for us who had no shepherd.... 

God Himself provided One who alone has the power to save, Jesus Christ!

Praise be to our Lord God almighty!





and be blessed!

Monday, March 23, 2015

Max Lucado

“It is finished.” Jesus cried! Stop and listen. Can you imagine the cry from the cross? What was finished? The history-long plan of redeeming man. The message of God to man. The works done by Jesus as a man on earth were finished.

Had Jesus’ hands not been fastened down, I dare say that a triumphant fist would have punched the dark sky. This is no cry of despair. It is a cry of completion. A cry of victory. A cry of fulfillment. Yes, even a cry of relief. “Take me home.” Come, ten thousand angels! Come and take this wounded one to the cradle of his Father’s arms.

Farewell, manger’s infant. Yes, take him home. Take this Son to his Father. He deserves a rest. Bless you, holy ambassador. Go home, rest well. The battle is over! It is finished.