Let’s fast-forward some sixty years from resurrection Sunday—sixty Easters.
The nails weren’t the worst part.
Tonight, 2000 years ago, one Man announced a covenant of sacrificial love. Another man put a dollar value on it.
Hi everybody. I’m breaking tradition and posting today because Good Friday and Easter Sunday is better than Bareknuckle Wednesday. Way better.
We’ve been warned repeatedly. Gloom hangs heavy because we all know what is supposed to happen to us at the end. It was a done
Last week I visited a place I had only seen in wall calendars. It was an alien landscape—an immense desert lake framed with surreal geology.