Tag Archives: Bible
Butterfly Rules
We studied the book of Galatians in Sunday School last week. I asked the children, “Do Christians have rules?” Well, of course they do. They shouldn’t steal or lie or hit their sisters. Then I asked the children, “Does keeping the rules make them Christians?” This one was more difficult, and they scratched their headsContinue reading “Butterfly Rules”
“The Winning of Lady Wisdom” #1 New Release in its Category
Adam sought wisdom in a forbidden way. When he accepted the fruit from Eve’s hand, the false promise from the enemy was still ringing in his ears: Your eyessss will be opened, and you will be like God, knowing good and evil…. We all inherited the desire to define our own good and our ownContinue reading ““The Winning of Lady Wisdom” #1 New Release in its Category”
The Burden of Justice
My social media feed was filled with cries for justice this week. A man was killed, and the suspect eluded authorities for several days. The community would not rest until it had justice. When I first moved to my community, I gave a young woman a ride. She was in foster care and had sufferedContinue reading “The Burden of Justice”
Beginning and End
“Nothing could ever matter again but the things that were eternal,” missionary Amy Carmichael’s words floated over the heads of the little girls gathered together in the church. I was telling Amy’s story of leaving her family and home to travel to India to share the Good News of Jesus. The girls from my neighborhoodContinue reading “Beginning and End”
The Curator, Part 2
Goliath’s severed head, Nebuchadnezzar’s fingernails, Belshazzar’s golden goblet, and the worm-eaten corpse of Herod featured prominently in the Curator’s collection. I grew tired of hearing his gloating long before he was tired of detailing it. Finally, we had toured the entire museum. Only one exhibit remained. “Perhaps you are pressed for time. Would you likeContinue reading “The Curator, Part 2”
The Curator, Part 1
“I acquired this piece after a lengthy court battle,” the Curator said, motioning to his left. I gazed intently at the ornate sarcophagus housed in a dimly lit display case. The golden skin and ruby eyes of the case no longer looked like the face of the dried and shrunken mummy inside it. “I reallyContinue reading “The Curator, Part 1”
