A mother's love is a cherished treasure,
One with value no one can measure.
The ancient church calendar calls this day "the first Sunday after Easter" and the period between now and Pentecost "the season of Easter."
While driving to work this morning I wept over the state of our nation and our world. I repented for not confronting sin and for being so passive about the state of our world.
Once again we come to the time of the year when we celebrate and pay honor to our Father.
While spring is in the air and most of us have probably tucked away our winter coats for good, I thought it appropriate to celebrate by sharing a few curious, little quotes from my journal.
Celebrate Easter with the passion of a sinner that has been saved by grace!
Did you ever bite into a chocolate bunny only to discover that is was hollow -- what a disappointment!
Friday, three days prior;
The Son was scourged and bleeding.
A Little Boy knelt to pick
Some splinters from the floor,
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