The Thirst of the Son

“I thirst.” Jesus said this from the Cross, according to John 19:28. These words came after He had spoken of His being “forsaken” and just before He exclaimed “It is finished.” The Son. Naked. Alone. Lifted from the earth. This marked the visible part of His suffering at Golgotha. The...

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The Lord Had Need of Him

“I am the vine, ye are the branches: He that abides in me, and I in him, the same brings forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing” (John 15:5). Jesus rode into Jerusalem on a donkey. I heard a short story called “Palm Monday” about that animal....

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He Sold All That He Had

“The kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field, which a man found and covered up. Then in his joy he goes and sells all that he has and buys that field. Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a merchant in search of fine pearls, who, on...

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Jesus Wept as God and Man

Jesus wept. We know this as John 11:35, the shortest verse in the Bible. He wept at the sight of the mourners who grieved over the death of Lazarus, a close friend of Jesus’ and brother to Mary and Martha of Bethany. The passage in John’s gospel also says this:...

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They Know Not What They Do

Slobs make messes, Pigpens dust-up and dirty all they get near, humans squirt out “humanity” which touches fellow and foe. Friends, ugly to me are the self serving cries-for-help of the complacent complainer and blamer of Peers and protégé’s. Some Media-types favor the so-called “reality” stories over tales that end...

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Jesus and Gethsemane

Together, they came to a garden, a place to pray. Jesus led His disciples here after the Supper. The heads of the Lord’s followers were full of the astonishing things He had said and done to them in the Upper Room. He had washed their feet. He broke bread and...

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The Place He Laid His Head

“…Foxes have holes, the birds of the air have nests; but the Son of Man has nowhere to lay His head.” Jesus spoke these words in answer to a certain scribe, a man of the Torah, a copyist who spent his hours with letters and words and pen and ink...

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Resurrection Reports

The stone was rolled away. The tomb lay open and gloriously empty. The angelic world knew it, as did the Roman detail assigned to guard the place. Soldiers had been posted, the sepulcher sealed. And yet Jesus could not be confined. The women journeyed on the morning of the first...

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Children and Praise Perfected

The fullness of the Presence of God came to Jerusalem. This Presence did not come as the people thought it would come. Their expectations centered on wealth, power, and muscle. Surely, trumpets would sound. The King would march in crowned, stately, and robed, ready for conquest. Instead, the Presence came...

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Remembering Easter

My childhood highlighted Easter. Not as ecstatic as Christmas, but carrying its own mixture of excitement, Easter differed from Christmas, much like death opposes birth, accentuating two poles of a man’s existence. Indeed, all the candy and gifts were tainted by those Bible stories, most importantly, the one of cruel death....

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