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Tell me you don’t understand Christology or soteriology without telling me… never mind. You don’t understand Jesus or salvation if you think social justice equates to Christ on the cross.

The Name of Christ changed my life,
from heel to heart, to habits.
Nothing will ever be the same,
I carry the testimony of the lame—
who’s now able to walk in HIS victory.

Little did I know today,
As I walked this long and dusty road;
That as I hung upon a dreadful cross,
I’d play a most important role…

Now, I know my stands of flowers aren’t exactly Isaac on the altar and we shouldn’t pretend they are. The purpose of this post is not piety or admiration, it’s illustration and education.

Grieve deeply. Mourn brokenness. Speak slowly. Listen carefully. Pray fervently. Weep for the lives stolen today. AND THEN, BY GOD, WAKE UP. SPEAK UP.

The only thing that separates any of us from being the walking wounded turned walking wounders? Grace. Grace alone. 

It wasn’t until high school or college that I became aware of some of the complex layers and dynamics. I much preferred the obliviousness of childhood.

What do you say when the only true things are hard things and the things that would best be said, are not true?

Did you wonder if the God of the Bible could still captivate, activate and change the whole world at once?
You should not be wondering now.

Damar Hamlin, stopped and starting hearts… miracles on football fields should look like harvests in spiritual fields. What will we do with this miracle?