Grief

Sometimes the news comes quick. Sometimes the news comes slow. No matter how or when it comes, grief travels in the wake of the news. Grief is heavy, weighty, a burden, especially when it involves someone deeply loved. Grief is not meant to be carried alone. It’s too heavy and may last a while—and that’s ok. That’s what family and friends are for, to share the load. Jesus stood outside the tomb of his friend and wept but He did not weep alone. It was a deep, human moment. “ Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted ” (Matt 5:4). If anyone knows how we feel in grief, it’s Him. But His grief did not linger long, as at the mention of his name, Lazarus came forth. We are not meant to dwell in grief, but should leave room enough for it. Let it run its course. Like the song says, “ Every Storm Runs Out Of Rain .” Another song says, “ The storm We will dance as it breaks The storm It will give as it takes And all of our pain is washed away Don't cry or be afraid Some things...

Drowning men

A Christian and a Pagan were carrying on a debate when both got their wits' end and felt that neither was going to get the upper hand in trying to convince the other of his position.

The Pagan blurted out, "I once had a dream that I was drowning in the ocean and the goddess came walking along and told me to swim. I realized I had to move my arms and kick my feet in a different way and learned how to hold my breath until I could get to where my feet touched the bottom and I walked out."

The Christian calmly replied, "I had a dream like that too, that I was drowning in the ocean. Jesus came walking along the beach, saw me drowning and jumped in and saved me."

Merry Christmas!

"you shall call His name Jesus, for He will save His people from their sins.” (Matthew 1:21)

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