Just a Little Tweak to Welcome Spring
March 20th, is the official first day of Spring, BUT……. Tonight before we crawl into bed, let’s remember the simple tradition that comes every spring — moving our clocks forward one hour. Yes, we may lose an hour of sleep (I know… I felt that groan too), but we gain longer days, brighter evenings, and…
The 40 Days of Lent
Not all Christians observe Lent. Some never grew up with it. Some think it’s only for certain denominations. Some just aren’t sure what it means. So let’s “dumb it down” in the best way.Lent is simply forty days of intentional closeness with Jesus — His journey to the cross. Today marks the 13th day of…
From Dallas to Bethlehem — What a Difference a Town Makes
I was born in Dallas, Texas—a city that does nothing small. Big highways. Tall buildings. Big hair (at least back then). I entered the world in Parkland Memorial Hospital, a clean, sterile, well-equipped place with machines that beeped and doctors who knew exactly what they were doing. My mother was just a few miles from…
Follow the Star
Saturday night, we literally followed THE STAR!Not a twinkle on top of a tree — not a glittering yard decoration — but THE Star — Jesus. The One who came from heaven to earth and now leads us all the way home again. We attended the Follow the Star outdoor production at Good Shepherd Church…
He Nailed It — So We Could Live It
(Silent Saturday Edition)Yesterday, He nailed it. Not like a gymnast sticking a landing or a student acing the exam. No, Jesus really nailed it. On that cross, He absorbed every drop of judgment we deserved — bloodied, bruised, beaten. He didn’t just die for us. He died instead of us. The weight of sin drove…
Why We Call It Good Friday
It doesn’t feel “good” at first glance. It was the darkest day in human history. The Savior of the world was betrayed by a kiss, dragged through mock trials, falsely accused, brutally beaten, and humiliated. A crown of thorns was pressed into His head, His back whipped with metal-laced cords. He was nailed to a…
My Cross to Bear
Some days, I wear a gold or silver cross around my neck. It reminds me of my Savior’s sacrifice and resurrection and gives me hope for today and a promise for tomorrow. I feel its weight, not as a burden, but as a quiet declaration. But does wearing a cross make me a Christian? If…