How soon after Jesus rides into Jerusalem, the crowds shouting and honouring him, do the leaders, scribes and Pharisees become tired and afraid of the following Jesus has.
In His own time, as always happens, He whispered to me this morning, “Sue, It’s already written down. Just post, and read.”
“At any given moment, within a certain undefinable radius of your sorry body or soul, there will be something that can lift you. The trick is knowing where to look.”
This evening I made Yorkshire puddings for the family to go with the beef pot roast. Not being British born, my grandson wanted to know how they were made, and I quote, “what makes them puffy”?
tWho is to condemn? Christ Jesus is the one who died—more than that, who was raised—uwho is at the right hand of God, vwho indeed is interceding for us.1 Romans 8:34.
Picture the scene. As a full time stay at home parent, you have risen before your family to prepare a nutritious breakfast, ensured all have clean clothes to wear, a healthy lunch and snacks, homework checked and all places in school bags.
This Psalm, has always been one of my ‘go to’ Psalms. I find in it both comfort and hope. Comfort knowing that Jesus, too, felt sorrow, grief and pain. Hope, because in the midst of trouble, God is our rock, our stability and our future.
Eternity is, was and shall be. When we accept the gift of life through the redemption of Christ we become independent of time. Plainly speaking our eternal life is now, was before sin and will be in each moment.
In those timeless moments of sheer delight in experiencing the unexpected our souls soar. There is a glimpse through the earthly realm to the eternal home
A kind embrace, then Jesus wept
Grace for all mankind. A