One of my favorite Greek words is splagchnizomai. It sounds like something you’d order in an Italian restaurant. But in reality it’s more like what happens after you eat Taco Bell—it means to be moved in the bowels. All kidding… Continue Reading
Imagine that you live in a day and age filled with a multitude of opinions and very much heat. Anger abounds. Society is at an unrest. There are many celebrities—faces of different movements—attempting to move the world in their particular… Continue Reading
Why should I feel discouraged,Why should the shadows come,Why should my heart be lonely,And long for heaven, heaven and home,When, when Jesus is my portion,My constant Friend is He;Oh, oh-oh, his eye is on the sparrow,And I know He watched,… Continue Reading
And rising very early in the morning, while it was still dark, he departed and went out to a desolate place, and there he prayed. –Mark 1:35 If Mark wanted to tell us that Jesus got up early to pray… Continue Reading