The Christmas Story

Reading Time: 6 minutes A compilation of the prominent verses describing the birth of our Lord. To be read as you gather in celebration. The numbers are so that sections can be assigned to different readers. References are found at the end. A PDF can be downloaded at the bottom, as well. Merry Christmas!…

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The Bread of Our Immanuel

Reading Time: 4 minutes I sit, holding the tiny piece of bread between the fingers of one hand and the little cup of juice in the other. It is the celebration of the Lord’s Supper. As I listen to my pastor read the words of Christ, taken from that somber evening in the upper…

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Fingers, Toes and the Ten Commandments

Reading Time: 3 minutes I’ve always thought it was a curious thing that Muppets and cartoon characters had the wrong number of fingers. Rather than the standard five per hand – one thumb and four fingers, they often have only four – a thumb and three fingers. Why is this? Surely, it’s not so…

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The Certain Personality of Truth

Reading Time: 3 minutes “What is truth?” Pilate asked. It was one of the final questions of his brief interrogation of Jesus before he washed his hands and turned Him over to the will of the angry mob. You can almost hear the frustration in this surprisingly philosophical query. It was a cynical question…

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Sensing The Unseen

Reading Time: 3 minutes The nose is in the approximate center of all our faces, and for a man at least, unless his belly has grown too big, it’s also the most forward part of his body. In other words, it’s centrally located on his face and gets to wherever he’s going first. Believing…

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This Backwards Dawning

Reading Time: 4 minutes Of all the photographs of celestial events, none is quite so popular as the sunset. We seem to never tire of the luscious red-orange rays that we behold at the ebbing of each day. The sunrise offers similarly spectacular colors as it comes up in the east, but more of…

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The Original, Returning

Reading Time: 3 minutes When my children were very small we lived on a farm. It had an old blue farmhouse that overlooked a lovely pond teeming with snapping turtles, fish, and croaking bullfrogs. Winding around the corner of this pond was an old dirt road that the farmer’s noisy tractors would rumble down…

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