The resurrection of Jesus Christ has re-opened the new and living way, whereby the reality of eternal life now avails itself as the verity of our human lives.
Being a disciple often looks like not just doing good things in secret, but doing unpopular things in public.
Jesus shattered the highest glass ceiling—the last ones standing at the bloody cross and the first ones landing at the empty tomb were women.
With the final and atoning sacrifice of Jesus, the Son of God, the presence of God would no longer be hidden behind veils but released into the world.
The biblical meaning of the word, obedient, means “to hear or listen.” To obey is to listen to the voice of the Lord.
The mundane can no longer be mundane because it is infused with the mystery of the cross.
I fear I am living in an age of disciples who are nowhere near the cross, and I fear I am one of them.
What if from the vantage point of eternity, which is already afoot, it’s those Simon of Cyrene moments that mattered the most?
Sometimes in the Bible there are no trite life applications to be found. These are the times that we must simply behold him.
If we have any hope of becoming humble, we must more deeply behold his humiliation on our behalf.
Disciples aren’t made by or in crowds. They are best made by small, tightly knit micro-communities who covenant to personal responsibility to each other.
If we think those who represent us are corrupt, it is merely a reflection of the corruption of we who are represented.
