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…
Lost but Found, Darkness but Light, Blind but Sight
Just after our Thanksgiving meal, it was time for my family photo session in Frisco. I missed four of the grands for this occasion, but nine of us would satisfy this photo-hungry Nana! Getting ready to pile into the cars, my grandson Payton, Mr. Enthusiasm and brimming with pent-up energy, proceeds to go into one…