Many of us know that today is the day when we celebrate the resurrection of Jesus Christ and thank Him for what He did for us. But sometimes this day can turn into one of those ‘going through the motions” days and it loses its meaning. So, how we can celebrate Easter without becoming desensitized to what God has done for us? For me, I go back to the very beginning of my walk with God. Click here to read more.
Your senior year is truly one of the most important times of your life. You'll make some of the best memories, as well as some of the biggest decisions you've ever made before. In preparing for your last year of high school, know that the coming season is full of newness, but that the same God is by your side in all of it (Hebrews 13:8). As you look ahead & consider your faith, this blog is for you. Here are some eternal truths to remember & encouragements to cling to.
For some people, the fact that summer means an absence of school is more than a little unpleasant to hear. For some of us during the school year, summer loomed ahead as far more than an absence from classes. It's also an absence from of lot of the deep friendships you've established, from two hour lunch conversations in the Caf, as well as from countless midnight Whataburger, Krispe Kream, or Waffle House runs. To some people, summer means pausing so much goodness, certainly for more goodness of a different sort, but to what avail?
On Resurrection Sunday obviously, Christ's resurrection is prominent & celebrated joyfully. It is a day of remembering the cost of salvation and rejoicing that God the Father would pay the price of his Son for such a broken world. But what about the other days of the year? What does it look like to focus upon the resurrection of our Savior on a Monday in March or a busy summer Saturday? If Christ's resurrection gives us victory over death through the Holy Spirit, what does it look to live in that resurrection power daily?
I think I had Jeremiah 29:11 memorized before I was even a Christian. I met Jesus after my dad battled (and beat) cancer, so during that season, both strangers and friends were quick to share Jeremiah 29:11 with me. At the time, I appreciated the little token of hope that came with the verse, and genuinely held onto what it seems to promise when it stands alone. But now, I know that there's a lot more to Jeremiah 29:11 than what our culture has diminished it to. I know that might come as a shock to some of you, but fret not, friends.
When I was younger, I would lurk around the Christmas tree, waiting for my mother to turn her back, so I could shake the brightly colored packages under its boughs. Even now as a college senior, I can't help but wake up earlier than usual to see what was stuffed in my stocking or to rip the paper off a present to reveal the book I have been patiently waiting to read.