Happy Reformation Day one and all! I have posted the above video the past 3 or so years now. It is well done and has a great message to it. And, if you get a chance, why not go and read a little Luther or Calvin today! It can only do you good! Read the rest of this entry »
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I have a confession. I like maps! I am a cartograph lover . . . a carto-phile?!! There’s just something about them. Especially old, exotic maps . . . you know, the kind Indiana Jones would use to find some ancient, mythical treasure!
I cannot say when my fondness for maps began. But I do know I pay more attention now to geography and locations, when I am studying a subject. Read the rest of this entry »
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I got up this morning in a curious mood. Well, I got up with coffee on my mind first and then I played a quick game of Gin Rummy on my computer. After all this, I was in a curious mood.
I decided I would head over to history.com and see what had happened on this day in history. I have always been fascinated by history. Well, that is not technically true. I mean, first and foremost, I doubt we can say we have always been anything at all. But, even more specific to my case, I remember as a boy hating history. I actually made an “F” on a six-week report card once in the sixth grade because I did not have any interest in the subject matter that period: the Roman Empire! Read the rest of this entry »
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This past weekend, the girls and I were doing a little garden preparation work. Mainly, we were walking through the garden spot (which had been tilled a couple of weeks back) looking for rocks. We made it a little game, to try and hold their attention, and we would find rocks and put them in a bucket. It is good to remove the rocks from the garden, so as not to damage the tines on the tiller. Read the rest of this entry »
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(Okay, pardon the pun in the title, but I couldn’t help it!)
In our last post on Mark, we looked at Jesus’ dinner party at Matthew’s house. We discussed the reaction of the religious leaders to this event and the hints of the growing tension between them. As we continue to move forward, especially in the next few pericopes, we will see this tension heightening all the more. Read the rest of this entry »
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Resurrection Sunday: (Mt. 28.1, Mk. 16.1-3, Lk. 24.1, Jn. 20.1—The women arrive at the tomb of Jesus around dawn: Mt. 28.2-7, Mk. 16.4-7, Lk. 24.2-7—The women encounter angels and are told Jesus has risen: Mt. 28.8, Mk. 16.18, Jn. 20.2—The women leave, then go and tell the disciples what they have witnessed: Mt. 28.9-10, Lk. 24.8-11—Some of the women are met by Jesus, who tells them to go and tell the disciples and he will meet them in Galilee, the women obey: Jn. 20.3-10, Lk. 24.12—Peter and John rush to Jesus’ tomb and find it empty: Lk. 24.13-35—Jesus appears, in the afternoon, to the two disciples going to Emmaus, then he later appears to Peter: Lk. 24.36-43, Jn. 20.19-23—In the evening, Jesus appears to the disciples, except Thomas.)
It has been a long and stressful week. Observing Holy Week is not for the faint of heart. We have heard the last words of Jesus spoken during his earthly ministry. We have seen him betrayed and abandoned by the very ones who were closest to him. We have seen him mocked and falsely accused. We have heard the shouts of Crucify him echo in our ears. And, we have stood at the foot of the cross, alone on Golgotha’s hill, looking up at a broken and torn Messiah. The silence captured our hearts and minds on Holy Saturday. The night seemed to last forever. Read the rest of this entry »
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Saturday: (Lk. 23.56b)
The only mentioning of this day is in Luke 23.56b, on the Sabbath they rested according to the commandment.
Today is marked by silence. All the activity of yesterday has subsided into the nervous quiet of today. Jesus has died on the cross. He was buried and laid to rest. The disciples are huddled together in fear. They fear the religious leaders. They fear the mob. They fear the sound of approaching centurion sandals. Their whole world has been destroyed. The One in whom they trusted is now gone—he is dead. Read the rest of this entry »