I’m a sister. Protective (and maybe a little bossy) describes me. I feel a kinship with Martha and Mary. Their brother Lazarus was sick, and he needed his dear friend, Jesus. The sisters sent word for Him to come. They waited. And waited. And waited. By the time Jesus arrived in Bethany to help, they had sat at the sick bed and then the death bed of their brother for several days. Talk about life…
Sister B, who is in her 90’s, hasn’t been to the doctor since 1978. The first time I heard this, I was speechless. How in the whirl? She is a godly, sweetheart of a lady — at church whenever the doors open. Once at a women’s ministry get-together, someone commented that Sister B wasn’t at the gathering. We knew she hadn’t heard about it (I mean, we never even thought that she might be sick.),…
A couple of days ago, our Scripture Writing List (list archives found at the bottom of your email) landed upon one of the great points Jesus made in His Sermon on the Mount. I like how The Message paraphrase reads, “Let me tell you why you are here. You’re here to be salt-seasoning that brings out the God-flavors of this earth. If you lose your saltiness, how will people taste godliness? You’ve lost your usefulness…
When Simon sat down for dinner, he must have been thrilled — proud — that Jesus was his star guest. What Simon learned in real-life experience that day is — when Jesus comes to dinner, the unexpected always happens. One brave woman knew her attendance would be scandalous. She ignored the stares and murmurs. Her heart was fixed on meeting the Restorer of her brokenness. I would love for you to visit me over at…
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