Easter for the Anorexic

It’s Easter Sunday, and the sun is shining brightly. The daffodils are blooming outside. The grass is finally starting to look green again. You sit on a hard wooden pew in the old church sanctuary. You are surrounded by a sea of people who seem genuinely joyful. Their cheerful voices echo throughout the entire sanctuary. But Satan’s voice is the only thing you can hear right now.

Easter Will Be Different This Year

This post is about seeing how Christ's resurrection relates to the coronavirus. Which might seem like an odd lesson for Easter. But I want us to know that God and His power are the same, no matter what our circumstances are.

At the Foot of the Cross

The words of this poem come from the Gospel accounts of Christ's death. I hope this poem demonstrates that Christ died for us—and for everyone involved in His crucifixion—not because we deserved it but because He loves us with an immeasurable, everlasting love.

What Good Friday Means for Us Today

My sins dug nails into His hands and feet. My sins thrust a crown of sharp thorns onto His head. My sins hung Him on a splintering wooden cross so that the world could watch His pain and mock Him relentlessly. My sins cast Him into utter darkness—a world full of loneliness, shame, misery, gloom, frustration, rage, anguish, sorrow, despair, rejection, and pain. Why would the King of Light dwell in the world of darkness?

Bragging on Easter

Some people don’t know about the nails in His hands, His crown of thorns, and the empty tomb. We have a message to share! Our God is a great God. We bear His righteousness because of Jesus’ sacrifice. Share it. Spread it. Boast about our God.

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