He was an old man, but full of energy, and his brown eyes merrily peered out of the tangled web of laugh lines and stress marks that… Read more “Passion Week, Good Friday: Courage”
Incidentally, on the following Friday, when He was unjustly executed, murdered, by a corrupt Government and Religious system, a sign was hung on the cross that named Him, satirically, the King of the Jews. This mocking message was written in three languages: Latin, the language of government; Greek, the language of education and knowledge; and Aramaic, the language of His Religion. Christ conquered, but the crisis continues. To be a disciple of Christ is to fight the same battles.
No reluctant reformer coming in the night to nail his manifesto to the church door under cover of darkness, no, Jesus struck from a clear blue sky and shattered the false peace of the Passover participants.
When Jesus road through the gates of Jerusalem, the man who had raised Lazarus from the dead, the prophet from Galilee, the Pharisees nemesis, the rebel rockstar of a teacher who gently hammered the established order with his upside-down philosophies and a religion that said God could be your Papa, were the people silent or murmuring? Were they giddy with anticipation?
I wasn’t quite finished as it turns out. Sorry about that, if you didn’t read the last blog you will need to read it first. You can… Read more “Snow, Change and Broken Hearts, Part 2”
But these ‘blue northers’ will remind you that there is another place, a place of biting cold and invigorating winds. And change comes sending chills down your spine but there is excitement in the shivering.
So my wife and I are now reponsible for four lives brought into the world; four new springs that will water the world; four new roads that… Read more “Musings on Life Begun”