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Jesus is the Great “I AM”

When Moses first encountered God and was told to go and lead God’s people out of slavery, he asked God what he should say if the people asked who sent him.  God replied, “This is what you are to say to the Israelites: ‘I AM has sent me to you.’” (Exodus 3:14). In John’s gospel, […]

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God in the Field

Love manifests in such mysterious ways. Many times, the way God works is difficult to comprehend, hard to grasp. This is exemplified in the story of Jesus raising Lazarus from the dead in John 11: 3-4: So the sisters sent word to Him, saying, “Lord, behold, he whom You love is sick.” But when Jesus […]

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What cripples us as a collective people is our desire for other people’s approval.

“It’s easy to be a ‘Christian’ inside the protective walls of a church, but can you maintain your beliefs and actions once you step outside the door?” The pastors words hit me hard. It’s nothing I haven’t heard before, I think I have actually taught part of this lesson as part of a Biblical Worldview […]

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we all need love

It’s true. We do all need love. And sometimes this need, gone unfulfilled, leads us to search for it in places that leave our hearts feeling like the victim of a back-alley mugging.  Sadly – there is boundless love waiting for each of us, if we’d only learn that we don’t have to earn it. […]

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Poiema … God’s Workmanship

The early church taught about two types of lives: the Perfect life and the Permitted life. The spiritual and the secular. The Perfect life allows for reflection in place of work (monks, priests, nuns, anyone who does nothing but sit around and think holy thoughts, etc). The Permitted life requires labor. These people (the laborers) […]

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my grandparents are inspiring

My grandparents are retired and have a winter home in northern Arizona. Sitting on the porch swing a slight breeze brushes through my hair. A sweet flowery smell fills there property… no flowers to be found. In the middle of the desert, an hour from the nearest town… we’ve named it the healing place. Mending […]

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