Category Archives: Jesus

Longest Night of His Life

He said it was the longest night of his life…

When he went at 9:00 AM for an angioplasty to clear a partially blocked artery, the doctor assured him it would all be routine, easy peasy.  It wasn’t.

He was under a local anesthesia that kept him calm and relaxed, but quite aware. His give a hoot factor though was low, really low.  When he heard the doctor say, “Oh no!”, Continue reading Longest Night of His Life

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That’s His Story, This Is His Hope

He had a headache, not bad, just one Tylenol bad.  It didn’t stop, so he took two and went to bed.  He felt funny the next morning, but did his regular thing.  That afternoon he had another headache and grabbed a bottle of Ibuprofen and took 4.  He still didn’t feel very well and thought he was coming down with something.

The next morning, he still felt strange, but went to work anyway.  About 2:00 PM he had Continue reading That’s His Story, This Is His Hope

Don’t Fall Asleep

We were in the Garden of Gethsemane in Israel.  It’s at the bottom of the Mt. of Olives where Jesus went to pray with three of His disciples, and in a way, where His death really began.  The stress was so overwhelming that Jesus experienced Hematidrosis, a medical condition where tremendous stress bursts tiny capillaries in the face and mixes with sweat, and thus, He sweat as it were great drops of blood.

Jesus already knew what was about to happen.  After all,  He was God, yet a man in flesh. He knew what He was about to do….and how it would feel.  He knew the physical, emotional and spiritual battles He was about to face.  Most of us can’t even look at our arm when we get a shot, but Jesus knew exactly how intense His pain would be down to the last beat of his heart. Continue reading Don’t Fall Asleep

Let That Stone Fly!

It came alive!  Seeing the Valley of Elah in Israel a couple of weeks ago, the place where David slew Goliath, it made sense!  The valley was big, but not huge.  Much of the rich, fertile soil had just been tilled. On one side is a long hill with a continuous ridge, and on the other side, the same.
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A Sparrow’s Song

A couple of weeks ago I set the alarm for 5:00 AM to see a 5:30 AM sunrise over the Sea of Galilee in Israel.  It was late and dark when we checked in the night before, but the back of the hotel was right on the water.  You just can’t miss a sunrise like that!

The first step out of the lobby was facing west and I was about to make a U-turn east.  The very first thing, on the very first day, in my very first time in Israel hit me squarely in the chin with surprising force.  It wasn’t the sunrise, or a holy site, seeing the people or experiencing something brand new.  It was something simple. Something ordinary. Something remarkably familiar. Continue reading A Sparrow’s Song

Unclean, Unclean!

Two thousand years ago leprosy was the MOST dreaded of all diseases.  The skin often lost feeling, but other times, it could be extremely painful.  Rashes and sores, particularly around the face, nose, hands, elbows, knees, buttocks and feet were common.  The disease often attacked the sinuses causing difficulty breathing, and as it advanced, could collapse sinus cavities, and even the nose itself. Continue reading Unclean, Unclean!

Driving Daddy Crazy

You’d think it gets easier. Uh, uh. Not at all. Jessica’s the 8th, and final kid to teach to drive and officially has a learner’s permit.

“Daddy, can I drive through Houston?” she asks.

A parent hears that question and a swallow gets stuck between the windpipe and esophagus. The palms turn sweaty, the mouth dries, blood pressure rises and an immediate regret follows from drinking that big strawberry Coke from Sonic Happy Hour. Continue reading Driving Daddy Crazy

Footprints

When there’s nothing but 360 degrees of blue sea and sky, an aft view on open sea is amazing! The engine’s work leaves a telltale story of movement. It doesn’t tell you where the ship is going, but definitely shows where it’s been.

Deep blue sea water grabbed by the engines moves the giant vessel along and the “footprint”, as nautical folks call it, trails the ship as far as the eye can see. Continue reading Footprints