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HAPPY EASTER!

Your eyes locked in a loving gaze Words were not necessary - You had been chosen Papa’s heart was breaking but you knew It had to be done. A decision soaked in Love and Mercy, Grace and Compassion, Sorrow and Pain, And Passion – a mission! Wrapped in swaddling cloth and held in the delicate but firm hands of a maiden. Though she was naïve and inexperienced you saw obedience, desire and wisdom. How did you feel dressed in human flesh? - A “made-in-your-likeness” baby? You! Perfectly God yet perfectly man. 32 years on, your purpose unfolded 12 simple men by your side, questioning, always questioning, Crowds following, some smiling, some sneering Ladies reaching for your cloak, emptying perfume jars on your feet, Eager to hear you, feed you and wash your feet with their tears. The donkey and the Palms The 12 simple men at the dinner The garden – bleeding with sorrow The betrayal The interrogation The denial The crown of thorns The flogging The wood plunks, heav

Casting Crowns - Acoustic Session

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I fueled the car, set my GPS and drove over 70 miles to the little town of Williams port in Maryland.The fear of venturing so far on my own was overcome by the passion for my No.1 gospel band; Casting Crowns, The Acoustic Session, Live. I took the dive when I found out they would be some place reachable and it was well worth it. Casting Crowns is a contemporary christian rock band birthed out of youth ministry. Their songs, mostly written by lead vocalist Mark Hall, are strung around his walk with God and relationships with the young people he mentors. I like that they are relevant, they know how to organize a nice piece of music that not only leads one to dance but also draws hearts to worship. The lyrics to their songs are often right on cue, like warm rays of sunlight on a cold and windy day. Once I was mourning with an in-law/friend  who had just lost his mother, when "... I will praise you in this storm, I will lift my hands, You are who You are no matter where I a

To be a girl or a boy, is that the question?

The human race has officially lost it! It is time to go home! The longer we stay on earth, the more warped we become. We are intelligent beings, evolving, creating and improving our lives. However we are prone to go off at  tangents that live us primitive once again. When a man confidently declares that "Gender has some fluidity" and listening crowds nod in agreement, that is the moment I conclude that life as I knew it has changed for ever. When the fundamentals of creation, the identity of being male and female begin to shake, when doubts challenge the essence of the male and female gender giving room for gray areas, I realize we are in trouble. The thought that gender can be altered leaves my stomach in knots. Gen 1:27      So God created mankind in his own image,      in the image of God he created them;      male and female he created them. At the age of 4 I earnestly wanted to be a boy. Nothing felt more right. Inside, I felt like a boy. The energy to kick and b