— By Kath Miles, Grace Lover Yesterday, I got into a very long discussion with a Christian friend who was responding to the last blog I wrote called “Underserved.” She was adamant that I was wrong about God’s grace and, at one point, even suggested that my voicing what I …Read More »
By Pastor John W. WattsFirst Protestant Community Church, Fort Lauderdale, FloridaFri., Mar. 25, 2005 Today is the day that most of Christianity celebrates or remembers in some way as “Good Friday.” It is the day we remember as the day when Jesus was nailed to that old rugged cross about …Read More »
A holy man was having a conversation with the Lord one day and said,“Lord, I would like to know what Heaven and Hell are like.” The Lord led the holy man to two doors. He opened one of the doors and the Holy man looked in. In the middle of …Read More »
By Jane Eggleston Sometimes life seems hard to bear,Full of sorrow, trouble and woeIt’s then I have to rememberThat it’s in the valleys I grow. If I always stayed on the mountain topAnd never experienced pain,I would never appreciate God’s loveAnd would be living in vain. I have so much …Read More »
This is from a retired Lutheran Pastor of the Missouri synd. It’s clean and funny. It would put a whole new spin on Sunday sermons! One Sunday morn, a pastor decided to do something a little different. He said ‘Today, in church, I am goingto say a single word and …Read More »
-- Author Unknown
A medical doctor provides a physical description:
The cross is placed on the ground and the exhausted man is quickly thrown backwards with his shoulders against the wood. The legionnaire feels for the depression at the front of the wrist. He drives a heavy, square wrought-iron nail through the wrist deep into the wood. Quickly he moves to the other side and repeats the action, being careful not to pull the arms too tightly, but to allow some flex and movement. The cross is then lifted into place. The left foot is pressed backward against the right foot, and with both feet extended, toes down, a nail is driven through the arch of each, leaving the knees flexed. The victim is now crucified.
-- Author Unknown
Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating
room. She said: "How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right?
When can I see him?" The surgeon said, "I'm sorry. We did all we
could, but your boy didn't make it." Sally said, "Why do little
children get cancer? Doesn't God care anymore? Where were you, God,
when my son needed you?" The surgeon asked, "Would you like some time