Day 245 – Raising the dead…

Day 245 – Raising the dead…
Christ didn’t die on the cross to transform bad people into good people.
He died on the cross to bring dead people to life.

Day 245 – Raising the dead…
Christ didn’t die on the cross to transform bad people into good people.
He died on the cross to bring dead people to life.
I saw a ballet performance the other day. The few times I’ve seen this art and watched as a person balances on one toe, I’m reminded of the impossible being made possible.
A gentle answer deflects anger, but harsh words make tempers flare. The tongue of the wise makes knowledge appealing, but the mouth of a fool belches out foolishness…
Like a grumbling, pensioner with a thick, flapping jowl, I can say without any of the traditional old-person embellishment needed that, “I remember what it was like when Skittles cost 27p.”
Who would’ve thought that ‘teachability’ is an actual skill?
Born into the lowest social position. He was conceived in a stinking stable where animals live. Within Jewish tradition and in social standing, this would be one of the lowest places a person could be born. On top of that, his adoptive father Joseph’s lineage was full of broken, unlovable, wicked people; it’s a sign that Jesus is for everybody, regardless of background or how low, broken, or evil you might appear…
The only way to have a friend is to be one…