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Only One Shot At Life


No one determines if or when they will be born, and most haven’t a say regarding the day they die. 

But we all have some input on how we’re going to live out the days in between.

Whether we only have 10,000 days, or a whopping 35,000 days (almost 96 years), we only have one shot at life.

Life consists of much, much more than inhaling and exhaling, and a heart rate of 80 beats per minute.

It’s more than merely existing.

Some may make a big splash in their world, enjoying much more than fifteen minutes of fame.

But even if we’re the most popular, most powerful, most prestigious person on earth, we have only one shot at life.

One shot at life in our mortal body. 

One shot to decide our eternal fate; our endless destiny.

Oh, the days fly by so quickly. We are so easily distracted with the everyday, routine things, that we sometimes ignore the still, small voice whispering to our heart, “There’s more to live for, more to enjoy, than you’re experiencing.”

One day turns into a thousand, and our one shot at life slowly passes us by.

But it doesn’t have to be that way.

“He who has the Son has life” (1 John 5:12).

There’s no reason anyone should live another day without life; life that only God can provide.

There isn’t a soul on this big, blue earth who wasn’t created to experience life; an eternal, God-filled life.

We must not let our one shot at life pass us by. 

There’s a truth we must all embrace, by faith, in order to have eternal life. Life which takes us far beyond merely existing; both now and forever.

That truth is simple, yet we need God’s help to receive it.

We are, by nature, rotten to the core; undeserving of God’s eternal life and love. We all are selfish and rebellious. We may try and be good, but even if we lived a thousand lifetimes we could never attain the goodness, the holiness, God requires in His Kingdom.

God knew we could never make it on our own, which is why He sent His Son, Who was/is perfect in all of His ways, to become the Father’s once and for all payment for the sins of mankind.

Our shot at life, our one shot at life, is our opportunity to receive Jesus Christ as our Substitute; our Lord and Savior.

“But to all who believed him and accepted him, he gave the right to become children of God.” (John 1:12 NLT)

The right, the privilege, the authority, to become a child of God, a soul made alive with the very life God has AND IS!

Our days have a way of slipping by, and quickly, I might add.

What are you doing with yours?

“And just as each person is destined to die once and after that comes judgment…” (Hebrews 9:27 NLT)

“If you confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved. For it is by believing in your heart that you are made right with God, and it is by confessing with your mouth that you are saved.” (Romans 10:9 – 10:10 NLT)

Don’t assume you have another day left to decide. Nothing is promised, nothing is certain.

But if there is breath in your lungs, God is still offering you one shot at life.

Please don’t let it slip by. 

“And anyone who believes in God’s Son has eternal life. Anyone who doesn’t obey the Son will never experience eternal life but remains under God’s angry judgment.” (John 3:36 NLT)

Remember, one shot is all you have. 

“For God loved the world (including YOU) so much that He gave His one and only Son, so that everyone who believes in Him will not perish but have eternal life.” (John 3:16 NLT)

Have You Allowed Your Dream To Die?

Boy on top of mountain enjoying the view

Every once in a while I listen to what the preacher says.

Oh, I always hear them, like a lot of folks. But I sometimes actually listen.

Today was one of those days.

He began with the scripture, “Where there is no prophetic vision the people cast off restraint.” (Proverbs 29:18 ESV) Another translation says it this way: “Where there is no vision, the people perish.”

Even though the preacher soon moved on to another passage, I had already unpacked my mining gear. He had piqued my interest, and the Spirit of God let me know there was more for me to understand beneath the surface.

So it was time to dig, to excavate, and discern what I was supposed to find.

I eventually caught up to the preacher, but not until I had written myself a few notes; some thoughts I believe were from God. Allow me to open my valise and share with you my findings.

The phrase, “No prophetic vision”, can refer to a number of things: goals, dreams, and the like. The goals could be something for an individual or many. They could come as the result of planning and study, or prayer and fasting. How they come or appear doesn’t matter much; what does matter is their value. Are they worth the trouble and work necessary to see them become a reality?

If people devalue the goals and dreams, they will act as though they’ve never heard of them. They’ll reject them as unattainable, irrelevant, or not worth the effort. The result of such rejection is total chaos. No restraints. Wide open spaces where anything and everything can happen.

But not the original goal or dream.

Where are you these days? Do you have a life’s goal or dream? Are you guarding it as you work toward its fulfillment?

There have been times in my life I’ve looked at my dream of writing and ministering the gospel full time when I’ve thought, “Pie in the sky. Dreamland. I need to get back down to earth and take a bite of reality.”

I’ve almost given up on, what I believe, is a God-given dream. And to give it up means to throw off the disciplines and habits that have brought me at least as close as I am to the dream.

But I refuse to cast off restraint! I refuse to live without a dream!

And it’s how we must be with God’s word. His prophetic vision, His dream of what can happen if only… Let’s believe in “if only”. Let’s act upon the vision, the picture His word paints for us.

It is relevant. It is precious. It is attainable.

If only… Hold on to the dream. Let the dream give joy to your disciplines.

Your time is coming. 


God Is Pro-Choice

Last night, while watching the results come in from the Iowa caucuses, I happened to catch Mrs. Clinton as she gave her non-victory, victory speech. 

Among other things, she said she would continue to “protect women’s rights”, which is her way of saying “a woman’s right to choose.”

That statement struck me differently than it has in the past. Up until Hillary’s speech, whenever I heard someone speak about the “pro-choice movement” I’d put on my angry face while preparing to defend the unborn. “I’m not anti-abortion”, I’d say. “I’m pro-life!”

But last night was different. I didn’t grab my angry face, didn’t yell any scriptures at the television, nor did I throw the remote control. 

I just sat, listening to the former First Lady go on and on, thinking about all the choices she’s been able to make, because she has been given the right to choose. 

And guess what? This “right” people talk about isn’t something the government can give or take away. This nation, as well as every nation on earth, has the “right to choose”. 

God has given each of us that “right”.

God has given every woman the right to choose what she does with, and to, her body. He’s given every man the same “right”. 

God IS Pro-Choice. He ISN’T for a number of our CONSEQUENCES, but He is Pro-Choice.

He gave Adam and Eve the right to choose. He told them exactly what the choices were, but left the decision with them. They, unfortunately, chose wrong.

That was their right, as well. 

Cain was told by God to choose wisely, or his anger would get the best of him. He didn’t, and his brother became the first person to be murdered.

God told the children of Israel they had a choice between life and death, blessing and cursing (Deuteronomy 30:19,20). He went so far as to tell them the benefits of choosing life. 

But He left the decision with them. It was their God-given right.

Joshua reminded the nation, shortly before he died, of their right to choose.
“And if it is evil in your eyes to serve the Lord, choose this day whom you will serve, whether the gods your fathers served in the region beyond the River, or the gods of the Amorites in whose land you dwell. But as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.” (Joshua 24:15 ESV)

As the prophet Elijah stood before the nation of Israel that day on Mount Carmel, he asked them a question. 

“How long will you waver between two opinions? If God is God, then serve Him. If not, well, go serve someone else…” (1 Kings 18:21).

He was reminding them they each had the God-given right of choice.

When Jesus came to earth, the Son of God, born of a virgin, He was once again reminding all of mankind of their God-given right to choose. Only this time, He was to be the Choice of all choices. Choosing Him was the same as choosing life, choosing a future and a hope; it was choosing God, just like Joshua and Elijah had talked about. 

So it is today.

We are free to choose ANY THING or ANY WAY we want. Our government didn’t give us the right of choice, God did. 

And it makes no difference if our government thinks a certain choice is good or evil, our government is NOT the final judge. 

There’s a much higher court than the one in Washington, D.C.

I’m not writing this while wearing my angry face, and I’m not fussing about a campaign speech. God loves people on both sides of the aisle. 

Each man, woman, and child living on this planet has been given, by God, the right of choice. God IS Pro-Choice!

So go ahead, do whatever you want, in whatever way you want. It’s your right. 

It’s your choice.

Just remember one thing. Choices are not without consequences. Your right to choose means you get to choose your consequences. And in some cases, your destiny.

Praise God for giving you the right to choose. 

But choose wisely.

God Hates Cancer

It’s as though a light suddenly turned on inside my spirit, illuminating my understanding and igniting my faith.

As I said a silent prayer for someone we know who just recently was diagnosed with cancer (for the second time), deep in my heart I heard the Spirit of God say, “God hates cancer!”

I have believed in divine healing for a long time, but at times have let my faith subside. Personal pain can sometimes override my faith; at least it has in the past.

But God hates cancer! In fact, He hates sickness and disease! He hates it with a passion.

Sickness and disease of any kind are results of the fall of Adam and Eve. God created them perfectly. They were created to live forever. It wasn’t until they disobeyed God, and obeyed the evil one, that sickness and disease entered the human race.

But God has demonstrated His will concerning healing and health because He has NEVER turned anyone aside without healing them; if they approached Him with believing faith.

Look throughout the New Testament. Time after time Jesus says, “As you have believed, be made whole.” “According to your faith…”

God hates cancer. There are several reasons why I believe it:

1. Its author is Satan. Notice what Jesus said: “So ought not this woman, being a daughter of Abraham, whom Satan has bound – think of it – for eighteen years, be loosed from this bond on the Sabbath?” (Luke 13:16 NKJV)

I’m not saying a person is fighting a demon every time cancer is diagnosed, but ultimately cancer originated in the bowels of hell. It wasn’t part of God’s original plan, you won’t find it in Heaven, and it can be destroyed by faith in God.

“All things are possible to those who believe.” (Mark 9:23)

2. Jesus paid the complete cost of Adam’s treason; spirit, soul, and body.

“Surely He has borne our griefs (sicknesses, weaknesses, and distresses) and carried our sorrows and pains [of punishment], yet we [ignorantly] considered Him stricken, smitten, and afflicted by God [as if with leprosy]. But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our guilt and iniquities; the chastisement [needful to obtain] peace and well-being for us was upon Him, and with the stripes [that wounded] Him we are healed and made whole.” (Isaiah 53:4-5 AMP)

And in case you’re wondering if that Old Testament passage applies, notice how Matthew uses the same verse in his gospel.

“So He touched her hand, and the fever left her. And she arose and served them. When evening had come, they brought to Him many who were demon-possessed. And He cast out the spirits with a word, and healed all who were sick, that it might be fulfilled which was spoken by Isaiah the prophet, saying: ‘He Himself took our infirmities and bore our sicknesses.'” (Matthew 8:15-17 NKJV)

Even the Apostle Peter agrees:

“Who Himself bore our sins in His own body on the tree, that we, having died to sins, might live for righteousness – by whose stripes you were healed.” (1 Peter 2:24 NKJV)

3. Jesus came to destroy the works of the devil.

“…The reason the Son of God was made manifest (visible) was to undo (destroy, loosen, and dissolve) the works the devil [has done].” (1 John 3:8 AMP)

“how God anointed Jesus of Nazareth with the Holy Spirit and with power, who went about doing good and healing all who were oppressed by the devil, for God was with Him.” (Acts 10:38 NKJV)

Not once did Jesus tell someone, “I’m so sorry; you just have to keep that cancer so God can teach you something.”

4. Cancer destroys life. God is the God of life!

“Our God is the God of salvation; and to GOD the Lord belong escapes from death.” (Psalm 68:20 NKJV)

5. Cancer mocks God’s power. But God is able, and willing, to do “exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us…” (Ephesians 3:20 NKJV)

6. Cancer declares God can’t, or won’t, forgive sins.

Notice: “When He saw their faith, He said to him, “Man, your sins are forgiven you.” And the scribes and the Pharisees began to reason, saying, “Who is this who speaks blasphemies? Who can forgive sins but God alone?” But when Jesus perceived their thoughts, He answered and said to them, “Why are you reasoning in your hearts? “Which is easier, to say, ‘Your sins are forgiven you,’ or to say, ‘Rise up and walk’? “But that you may know that the Son of Man has power on earth to forgive sins” – He said to the man who was paralyzed, “I say to you, arise, take up your bed, and go to your house.” Immediately he rose up before them, took up what he had been lying on, and departed to his own house, glorifying God .” (Luke 5:20-25 NKJV)

Why would Jesus say something like that? Maybe because of what the Holy Spirit inspired David to write in Psalm 103.

“Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all His benefits: Who forgives all your iniquities, Who heals all your diseases, Who redeems your life from destruction…” (Psalm 103:2-4 NKJV)

Healing and forgiveness require power from the same source – God. His power saves and heals.

James said somewhat the same thing.

“Is anyone among you sick? Let him call for the elders of the church, and let them pray over him, anointing him with oil in the name of the Lord. And the prayer of faith will save the sick, and the Lord will raise him up. And if he has committed sins, he will be forgiven. Confess your trespasses to one another, and pray for one another, that you may be healed.” (James 5:14-16 NKJV)

7. Jesus told us to pray, “Thy Kingdom come; Thy will be done in earth as it is in Heaven.” Healing and health abound in Heaven.

God hates cancer because it reminds Him of His adversary, the devil. God isn’t using the devil to teach His kids something. A house divided will fall.

Do YOU hate cancer? I’m sure you do.

But you and I hating it isn’t the same as having faith in the Living God Who has demonstrated His power over it.

He demonstrated His power over anything and everything hell could possibly use against us when He raised Jesus from the grave.

God hates cancer! He has a word for it; a word that demolishes it to its very root.


Stuck InTraffic


Yesterday evening, while traveling on the interstate, we came up on traffic which was barely moving at all.

We were on our way to meet some friends for supper, and were about 20 miles from our exit.

Both west bound lanes were jammed with cars and trucks, inching along and shifting from lane to lane. No one seemed to know which lane they should be in, or what had happened up ahead.

Oh, I tried to take a peek by driving over to the left shoulder and peering ahead as far as traffic would allow. But there was nothing that would indicate road work or an accident.

We were simply stuck in traffic.

Life is sort of like that. You’re stuck in traffic, not knowing which lane to drive in; kind of like driving blind.

Of course, we tried to get our iPhone’s Siri to identify the traffic problem, but this time even Siri couldn’t help us.

We needed to hear from someone who had been where we were headed.

I thought about that while driving home from our dinner date. Driving on that same road, this time traveling east, it was easy to understand why the traffic was so slow on the westbound side – road construction. There wasn’t any problem in identifying which was the correct lane to travel in.

It’s amazing what a different perspective can do for a person.

As I said, at times life is a bit like getting stuck in traffic. We really need the help of Someone Who has been where we’re going.

I know Someone like that. 

I may not always know which lane to be in, but I know Who will guide me in the right direction.

How about you?

“Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths. Be not wise in your own eyes; fear the Lord, and turn away from evil.” (Proverbs 3:5-7 ESV)

The Pattern


This line of thought all began as I wondered about animals in heaven. And don’t try to get me to believe you’ve never thought about it. I know better.

I am convinced that earth was a copy of heaven. Originally. Heaven was the blueprint God used to create all we see (and can’t see).

Do you remember this part of the Lord’s Prayer, “Thy will be done on earth, as it is in heaven”? Sure you do.

So I figure there are dogs and cats, birds and bees, in the beautiful land called heaven.

I still refuse to believe there are spiders, snakes, or bats, though.

Anyway, the word “pattern” stuck in my mind.


It’s more than the instructions God gave to Moses. For one thing, the tent of meeting wasn’t just a place where the Israelites, the “called out ones”, could have a place to do church. It was a picture of God’s redemptive story and a powerful portrait of the Redeemer, Jesus the son of God. It was the pre-Calvary place where God and man could meet for fellowship.

“And let them make me a sanctuary, that I may dwell in their midst. Exactly as I show you concerning the pattern of the tabernacle, and of all its furniture, so you shall make it.” (Exodus 25:8-9 ESV)

“And see that you make them after the pattern for them, which is being shown you on the mountain.” (Exodus 25:40 ESV)

“And this was the workmanship of the lampstand, hammered work of gold. From its base to its flowers, it was hammered work; according to the pattern that the Lord had shown Moses, so he made the lampstand.” (Numbers 8:4 ESV)

The pattern signifies the right way, God’s way, of doing something. Whether in ministry, family life, or on the job. It reveals the way we should treat others, entertain ourselves, and even leave this life for the next.

“Follow the pattern of the sound words that you have heard from me, in the faith and love that are in Christ Jesus.” (2 Timothy 1:13 ESV)

We’re admonished, as Moses was, to do everything according to the pattern. Notice another word from Paul:

“And whatever you do, in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.” (Colossians 3:17 ESV)

You see, when Jesus instructed us to pray, “Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, in earth as it is in heaven…”, it wasn’t an exercise in futility. God doesn’t give busywork.

It was a pattern.

It IS THE pattern. Whatever’s in heaven, let it be on earth.

It’s how things on earth are changed. It’s the way healing prevails over sickness. It’s how life conquers death. Man becomes a new creation in Christ, through faith in the pattern.

And it’s how the new, recreated child of God, is to live. Just like the pattern.


How can the pattern change your world? Care to discuss it?

Come See A Man


I sat on the hot and dusty stone wall staring at the man. For the past half hour we conversed. No, we didn’t converse – he read my mail and opened my heart like no one ever had. I’ve been in love countless times, married more times than I care to remember. Even the one I’m living with, though we’ve lived together six months, has never touched my heart like this man.

How did I become the person I am? Why do I feel as though my life’s been nothing more than a total waste until now?

Though my childhood wasn’t the greatest, it probably wasn’t the worst. I just don’t know. My parents loved me, I suppose, but I never was quite certain. I remember my mom saying to me, more than once, “I wish you’d never been born.” I guess I’ll never know how an eight year old could earn such hatred.

Next to the oldest of four siblings, I was forever in some kind of trouble. Always compared to my older brother, and every time coming up short; I couldn’t wait to leave home.

Finally on my own, I bounced from relationship to relationship; lover to lover, weekend rendezvous’ and casual affairs to finally meeting Mister Right.

Five times.

And five times they turned into Mister Wrong. Five divorces.

Do you have any idea what failure, constant, no letting up failure, can do to a person? You begin to believe failure is your destiny. Hopelessness runs your life, affecting every decision you make. You feel fortunate just to breathe.

People look at me as though I’m the epitome of worthlessness. I can see it in their eyes and detect it in the tone of their voice. I know my life’s a mess, but I’m used to it. I know I shouldn’t shack up with Aaron but, if I don’t marry him I’ll never lose him. See? No more failure.

I usually make my way to the well this time of day. I try to draw our daily water when no one else is around. I’m embarrassed by the way men look at me. I can feel their eyes travel up and down my body as though it belongs to them, as though they own me.

And I can’t describe what it’s like to be shunned by the women in town.

But today is different. Today I’m beginning to feel alive; welcomed to the human race.

I’m starting to believe my destiny has less to do with me and my past, and more to do with him.

He told me of my past, yet he didn’t bury me with it. Sure, he spoke to me about worshipping in spirit and truth, but that didn’t affect me near as much as did the way he talked with me, not to me or about me.

He offered me something I don’t believe I was ever offered before. Another chance at life. A forever, never ending, ever growing kind of life.

And a love that’s truly out of this world.

Oh, here come his disciples. Time to head into town.

The woman left her water jar beside the well and ran back to the village, telling everyone, “Come and see a man who told me everything I ever did! Could he possibly be the Messiah?” So the people came streaming from the village to see him (John 4:28 – 4:30 NLT)


Have you ever felt like the woman at the well?
Do you feel like a failure?
Has love and life been hard on you?
Are you “hopelessly hopeless” or is there a glimmer of hope for a better life?
Are you ready for a change?

“Come, see a man…, Jesus.”

Concerning Guns and Death


News flash! There are more guns than cars in the United States. What do you think of that?

Gun related deaths averaged about 30 per day in 2013, which equals 10,950 people. With about 300 million guns in the country, that equals about one death for every 27,400 guns.

Of course, one is too many.

Automobile related deaths averaged around 96 per day in 2013, for a total of 35,200 deaths. Since there are approximately 253 million autos in the country, the death rate equals one death for every 7188 automobiles.

Again, one is too many.

Do guns kill people? Yes and no.

Do automobiles kill people? Yes and no.

Percentage of guns to gun related deaths – 0.00365%

Percentage of automobiles to auto related deaths – 0.01391%

Yes, it is true, more automobiles are involved in fatalities than guns. Gun owners, does that information give you a reason to high five one another?

Isn’t one death too many?

A lot of my friends are gun owners. I’m not a gun owner, though at one time I owned an old 12 gauge shotgun. I’m not anti-guns.

Nor am I anti-autos.

I am anti-death.

People say guns don’t kill people. People kill people. But what do they use, at least 115 a day last year?


I can hear you now. “You just said autos kill more people than guns!”

True. But try and picture someone walking along with a car stuck in their pants, until they reach the person they’re “car-ing for”. As they approach the person they’ve planned to kill, they reach into their pants, pull out the car, and smash into them. The victim didn’t see it coming.

Was that hard to picture? Yes? Why? Because it’s hard to conceal a car. And, unfortunately, accidents happen.

However, it’s much easier to imagine the scenario with that same someone walking with a pistol in their pocket. And, though some accidental shootings have occurred, most shootings happen on purpose. Most gun related deaths were cold-blooded murder.

I have a problem with cold-blooded murder, whether someone uses a gun, a car, or their breath.

I get the second amendment thing. I’m all for defending our rights.

But back in the day when our forefathers penned our “rights” this was a different country. Things happened a lot slower, life was less stressful, and people were more God-fearing. Schools didn’t need armed policemen or metal detectors. Hate crimes? Nonexistent. Was life or the people perfect? No. But people were trained in social graces; mainly, how to get along with others.

Homes didn’t have the luxury of cable or dish TV, broadcasting nonstop violence and depravity. Video games? Not even.

Back then “mature” didn’t refer to age only, but the full development of a person. Mature audiences weren’t simply people who were old enough to listen to smut filled “jokes”. They were people who had developed more than their sexual organs. They could live in society, even through hard times, and cope without expecting a handout from the government.

People could handle being told “no”.

I know some of my friends won’t agree with my take on gun laws, gun control, etc. Sorry.

Life isn’t about you, or me, for that matter. Life is about…

Life. Remember, one death is too many.

I’m not sure what the answer is. But I’m a bit concerned that people want us to go back to the days of the old Dodge City, Kansas, and Marshall Matt Dillon. Guns, guns, and more guns.

Sorry, I just don’t believe THIS society can handle the responsibility or the pressure.

Tell me what you think. Do you have any good ideas?

Why Do People Choose Darkness?


…the people dwelling in darkness have seen a great light…

Darkness versus Light. The battle of the ages.

But how could there possibly be any real battle, when light is immeasurably more powerful than darkness? The smallest flicker of light has darkness trembling with fear.

Both darkness and light are tenacious and competitive.

And eternal.

If one can understand darkness…

Darkness uses its mysterious ways to lure and entrap. It boasts of hidden treasures, obscure facts, and shrouded meaning. It advertises the unknown and entices the inquisitive; the curious to venture past the warning and danger signs, beyond the rope separating the shallow end of the pool with the deep. It bids each of us to its eternal lair.

Darkness calls to the skeptical, the doubtful, and the unsettled one, “Come, ask, seek, knock, explore.” But darkness never reveals, never fulfills, never completes the enigma. It’s like a giant puzzle without a solution. Like a maze in which, when entered, one is lost forever.

Darkness dwellers who have adjusted to the world of shadows tell of all the wondrous things to behold. In the darkness. In the fog. Things which can’t be seen for what they truly are.

People become accustomed to darkness.

In the land of darkness there are no rules about coloring within the lines, no boundaries or fences with “No Trespassing” signs posted, and no defined right or wrong. Darkness keeps the shades drawn and the curtains closed over the windows of one’s soul.

It promises happiness, but cannot deliver contentment. Intimacy is touted as a product of darkness, yet intimacy without light is impossible.

Darkness is the land of groping, of stumbling, of half-truths and fuzzy images. It is the place of the hope-so’s, the want-to’s, and all the misconstrued ideas about light.

But if one can really understand light…

Light never entices, it simply reveals.

God is light. In his light we see, we know, we experience true intimacy. With God, with one another, and even with ourselves. We can know as we are known.

Light came into the realm of darkness and conquered it using only three things.

Wood, nails, and truth.

“In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things were made through him, and without him was not any thing made that was made. In him was life, and the life was the light of men. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.” (John 1:1-5 ESV)

“Again Jesus spoke to them, saying, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will not walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.” (John 8:12 ESV)

“…God is light, and in him is no darkness at all.” (1 John 1:5 ESV)

With only a decision one can step from darkness to light.

But darkness still promises a world of pleasures and treasures, though light reveals what darkness really is, what it truly contains.

Darkness is the absence of light. The absence of truth, revelation, and real intimacy. It is the place of broken promises; temptation without fulfillment.

A story to be read, without any words.

No meaning, no future, no life. No God.

So why do so many people choose darkness? Is it because they can’t see, can’t hear, can’t know?

Which have you chosen?

Mary Magdalene’s Morning


I got up early, after a fitful sleep. Over and over, throughout the night, my mind replayed the horrible sights and sounds I witnessed a few days earlier.

I begin my walk of mourning, to the place where my heart was buried.

Jerusalem had been very busy for several days, with the Passover feast and all. People had come from miles around to offer sacrifices, meet with family and friends, and to watch the show.

It’s funny how people are, don’t you think? They almost faint when they see a single drop of blood, yet when something so extreme as a crucifixion takes place, they can’t seem to pull their eyes away from the gruesome sight. And when there are three crosses raised toward heaven, it really draws a crowd.

I didn’t want to look. I didn’t want to go to the hill at all. I even tried to force my way through the crowd, trying to make it home before lunch; but I could only go where the mob took me. There was no way out. And all I could see were the crosses; each one displaying their prize.

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