Broken bodies bend before Him asking for sight to see. “Jesus, won’t you heal my body?” “Your sin is forgiven. Come, follow Me.” Broken bread between His hands soon pierced by nails- an offering. “Take and eat, consume this flesh. I give Myself...
The hard edges of time haven’t yet lined his face, but the young man knows suffering. He’s grown accustomed to fear biting at his heels; chasing him from one day to the next. Calling on God, he prays and fasts-beseeching the Lord for breakthrough. Relief...
Just a few years ago, fear and depression nearly took him from me. Threatened to steal the world of his mischievous smile, the one that tilts the right corner of his mouth like the crescent moon on its axis. But, as I rejoice over his presence and delight in the...
What matters more than material blessings are the things He is teaching us in our spirit. Charles Stanley It all began much earlier for him, but most of the nascent signs were quiet and crept into life bit by bit–a silent predator slowly introducing the victim...