God’s people get the warm feast of victory, while God’s meal is prepared cold.
How intentional will we be about utilizing gospel spaces that already inescapably communicate?
Sometimes the old story is the one we need to hear again and again.

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He assumed the weakest form to do his greatest work.
Little do we know the ancient and everlasting healing powers of God’s beloved tender shoot.
Suddenly, this word was. It was no longer a breath, or an idea, or a wish.
Who are we if neither vice nor virtue will make us whole?
Jesus has conquered; he who has an ear let him hear. There is nothing to run from, nothing to be ashamed of, nothing to fear because the Lamb of God has done it all.
This love story goes on and on, from the beginning of time. Every retelling of this incredible story reveals a little more, exposing our inadequacy, producing more devotion, capturing unspoken emotion, inspiring us to a greater love.
One gloomy, silent night, God stepped into our darkness. The Word had not only spoken but was now made flesh.
Our brokenness cuts deeper than just the times when we recognize it needs to be fixed.
The Holy Spirit is not ours to hunt down; rather, we are the ones relentlessly pursued by the word of Christ.
Where American freedom shouts for individual rights and liberties, freedom in Christ binds neighbors together because our blessings are for each other.
We tell the little story of the Gospel because our great stories ultimately reflect Christ.
We might assume that all ways are equal to raising a child in wisdom, but they are not.