The crowds were enamored enough to keep those who hated Jesus from acting on their hatred, but not all was well. The crowds realized He had something special, but they didn’t yet realize who He was. Sadly, many people followed Him to be entertained or to get something from Him.…
This verse can be confusing, because I don’t always get what I ask for. (If I did, I’d still have a mom here on earth, among many other things.) So I ask myself…do I not have enough faith? Yes. I do have faith. And that faith lets me see that…
Indignant… They were indignant, because Jesus didn’t do things their way. So close-minded and hard-hearted, these men.. So selfish. So lost. (I need to refresh myself with Matthew 19:26.)
Since Jesus knew what awaited Him, the cheers and accolades must have been bitter to hear. People are so fickle. I don’t want to be fickle. I want my praise and gratitude to be consistent and sincere.
HYMN DAY! “I Am Happy in the Service of the King” by A.H. Ackley isn’t widely sung, but I like it. I hope you will, too. 1 I am happy in the service of the King, I am happy, O so happy; I have peace and joy that nothing else…
Am I His? If I am, then I have a task: to pour myself out on others. Not for acclaim, but out of gratitude for what He did for me. He came to serve; can I do any less?
Sandy Patti used to sing, “In heaven’s eyes, there are no losers; in heaven’s eyes, no hopeless cause…” It always made me tear up. While the rich young man walked away from Jesus, prompting Jesus to comment that it’s easier for a camel to go through the eye of a…
What a heartbreaking passage. This young man walked away from the eternal source of joy and fulfillment to hold onto temporary “pleasures.” Too many make his same choice today. I’d rather have Jesus than silver or gold…
I love how Jesus always welcomed children! He never saw them as a nuisance or an inconvenience, but treated them as if they were a gift. Which they are. An irreplaceable, immeasurably precious gift. ALL the children are viewed as such by Jesus. I need to open the eyes of…
HYMN DAY! How about one with which we should all be acquainted: “Jesus Loves the Little Children,” written by a Chicago preacher, Clare Herbert Woolston, in the late 1800s. I’m sure you know the refrain; the stanzas may be new. Jesus calls the children dear, ‘Come to me and never…
