Bible. Faith. Life.
Bible. Faith. Life.
Chosen, Easter, Jesus, love of God, Mary Magdalene, names, Resurrection Sunday, Searching
She was desperate. Sleep had evaded her. But the dark night sky gave way to a deep blue hue and the hope of a new day. She could go now. Though weary, Magdalene would be the first one to the tomb. She knew exactly where they had placed Him, and she had a job to do. She would prepare …
I’ve never felt completely comfortable with my name. I’ve joked for years that I’m looking forward to the day when Jesus hands me a white stone with my new name on it. Maybe it’s because I really was supposed to be a Douglas rather than an Andrea which has been shortened to Andy. Jesus often changed peoples names. Simon became …
