In my church this past Sunday, the message delivered included the story from Mark 2:1-12. This passage deals with a man paralyzed, who wanted to be healed by Jesus. The problem was in getting access to Jesus. He was in a house, teaching, surrounded by a standing-room only crowd that spilled out the door. So the […]
In the past several posts I’ve discussed the longing for heaven, for the peace and joy associated with that time, when I see Christ face to face, and reunited with those who have gone before me. And I also discussed the fact that exactly what heaven will be like is so mysterious to me. There […]
This it the third of a trilogy of posts about the longing for home (see here and here for the previous two). I previously talked about the warm feelings about returning home after being gone for a period of time, and the longing in my heart for a return to this time in my past. […]
A dream can be such a strange thing. Somehow, my brain makes up (I presume) this bizzare story out of my memories and thoughts and what I’ve been pondering before I went to sleep. I find myself taking a tour through a building where I have to slide under the door to get from one room to […]
