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Journey to the Never-Dried-Up Well #10
I have always preferred Resurrection to Easter. Besides the fact that Easter have been the subject of speculation {is it not the name of some goddess? Check it up here: easter origins }, Resurrection is simply easier for us.
Resurrection is the promise made possible by the prototype. Because Christ rose from the dead, death is no longer final for us. We can expect to live on. Heaven is real. Eternity continues when your watch dies on you, and your lungs and heart are placed t
Apr 13 min read


Journey's...end...in view...#9
Years ago, someone asked if my son's Christian school does anything special for Easter.
Anything special? My initial response was to remind her to live Easter each day. But then, it made me think.
I have certainly seen some Easter specials in my life -
As a growing child, I had collected Easter eggs home to add to the family meal...and try to tell my mom about the good news of new life...
As a rookie pastor, I had my little church put out lilies, serve out eggs and pancakes
Mar 273 min read


Journey to the Never-Dried-Up Well #8
I have begun reading Isaiah to re-encounter Jesus who shall soon suffer, die and rise triumphant.
In my younger days, I dreaded touching the pages of prophetic writ; all that fire, fierce anger, judgment...
But now, I have lived longer and I see how accurate the words are.
Mar 221 min read


Journey to the Never-Dried-Up Well #7
The Drinking must exceed the draining- so our thirst is quenched, there is a satisfaction in our souls, and so we are plumped and healthy.
Pushing fifty, I was informed that my skin needs more moisture, not less. I come to see this is true in the maturation of souls too. Maturing souls do not need less, they often need more. Not more of the same, but more that will penetrate deeper, more that nourish from the roots.
Mar 172 min read


Journey to the Never-Dried-Up Well #6
We sometimes get very long dry spells. When it happens, it feels so sad.
The grass turns dry and brown, trees go bare, and dust starts to swirl.
Life feels threatened. Our proud garden city being licked by the dust as the sky remains cloudless....
until - the rain came - and the life that still pulses beneath the ground bursts forth, and things began to green again.
Like the grass and leaves all about us... life can cause us to turn dry and dull, and even risk going lifele
Mar 123 min read
