Jesus knew that the Father had put all things under His power, and that He had come from God and was returning to God, so He got up from the meal, took off His outer clothing, and wrapped a towel around His waist. He poured water into a basin and began to wash His disciples’ feet, drying them with the towel that was wrapped around Him. He came to Simon
A few weeks ago, I had a no good, very bad Friday night. I wrote a TV recap, attempting to burn the midnight oil in a way that would create something both entertaining and informative. I went for an obvious joke mid-way through the recap, finished the piece and published the wondrous creation around 2:00 a.m. The next morning, I noticed I had two comments on the post. The first
I’m teaching Ruth in women’s Bible study this semester. This fascinating book stars two women who have very different views on life. Ruth is loyal, faithful, and her story is a beautiful picture of Christ’s love for us. Then there’s Naomi, who can only be described as a bitter old hag. Guess which one I relate to?
I’m one of those people who allows a song to take me on a journey. I’ve been on this planet for almost four decades, and there are a handful of bands and musicians who have permanent places in my heart because their music is the soundtrack of my life. These include the Annie soundtrack, Disco Mickey Mouse, New Kids on the Block, Michael Jackson, Bon Jovi, Reba McEntire, Garth Brooks
