On the first day of the week, very early in the morning, they came to the tomb, bringing the spices they had prepared. They found the stone rolled away from the tomb. They went in but did not find the body of the Lord Jesus. While they were perplexed about this, suddenly two men stood by them in dazzling clothes. So the women were terrified and bowed down to the ground.
“Why are you looking for the living among the dead?” asked the men. “He is not here, but He has been resurrected! Remember how He spoke to you when He was still in Galilee, saying, ‘The Son of Man must be betrayed into the hands of sinful men, be crucified, and rise on the third day’?” And they remembered His words. ~Luke 24:1-8
In Luke's telling of the Resurrection story, these three women come back to where the eleven remaining apostles had gathered, bringing with them their incredible announcement of the empty tomb. They woke up and went out in sorrow, but they return rejoicing.
Luke writes:
'But these words seemed like nonsense to them, and they did not believe the women. Peter, however, got up and ran to the tomb. When he stooped to look in, he saw only the linen cloths. So he went home, amazed at what had happened.' Luke 24:11-12
May we, as the three women did, be about the business of rejoicing and sharing our incredible news of the resurrected Christ.
May we, like Peter, be amazed today...and every day!
For the tomb is empty! Christ is risen! He is risen indeed!
Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me, for in You my soul takes refuge. I will take refuge in the shadow of Your wings until the disaster has passed. ~ Psalm 57:1
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Wednesday, August 28, 2013
Wordless Wednesday -- Sunrise, Sunset
From where the sun rises to where the sun sets, the name of the LORD should be praised. ~ Psalm 113:3, God's Word Translation
Locations: Various parks throughout Hamilton Township; Brigantine Beach and bay, Flemington, Delaware River in NJ; and Sandy Cove in North East, Maryland
Saturday, April 13, 2013
Away To A Quiet Place
'Then Jesus said, "Come to Me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest." ~ Matthew 11:28
The past several weeks have been extremely stressful, caused by various situations and encounters with some difficult people in my life. Yesterday was the clincher, a day that just about drove me over the edge. A good majority of the time, I felt as if I had a huge weight bearing down on my chest, making it hard for me to breathe. And I spent most of the afternoon and evening battling to keep several panic attacks at bay.
I woke up this morning, with remnants of stress still hanging on. I felt like a bee trapped inside of a jar and my time alone with the Lord was ruined by the distractions running through my head, like words on those scrolling TV news tickers.
Afterwards, as I prepared to take one of my children to their early morning job, I felt a whisper in my soul:
"Well, alrighty then, Lord. And where might that be?" I wondered. And as I ran out the door, I grabbed my camera, just in case I got some clearer directions along the way and found the need to document my time wherever I wound up.
Which, of course, I did.
At 6 AM, I found myself at the marina of a nearby park, where a certain bloggy friend of mine, Toni, from over at Lakeside Lessons, often spends some quality time with Jesus. It was cold, a bit windy and the sun was just beginning to make a glorious appearance. It was also peaceful, save for the excited cries and chatter between some feathered friends and the sound of the water lapping up on the shoreline.
In the gospel which bears his name, Mark paints a picture of Jesus' disciples returning from a mission to which He sent them. There is no mention of how long they were away, but as tired as they must be from the journey, they ARE very excited about all they did and everything they've witnessed. As they're in the midst of sharing with Jesus their stories of preaching, healing and driving out demons, we are told that there are many people coming and going all around them. So much so that they weren't even able to eat a meal.
That's when Jesus issues this invitation to His weary and hungry friends:
"Come away with Me. Let us go alone to a quiet place and rest for awhile." (Mark 6:31)
Jesus takes them away by boat to a lonely place. Just Him and them. A place of rest and peace. Because that's what they needed.
And that is where Jesus invited me today. To a place of rest and peace. Just Him and me. Because He knew that's what I needed.
Won't you join me?


Tenth Avenue North -- Worn
The past several weeks have been extremely stressful, caused by various situations and encounters with some difficult people in my life. Yesterday was the clincher, a day that just about drove me over the edge. A good majority of the time, I felt as if I had a huge weight bearing down on my chest, making it hard for me to breathe. And I spent most of the afternoon and evening battling to keep several panic attacks at bay.
I woke up this morning, with remnants of stress still hanging on. I felt like a bee trapped inside of a jar and my time alone with the Lord was ruined by the distractions running through my head, like words on those scrolling TV news tickers.
Afterwards, as I prepared to take one of my children to their early morning job, I felt a whisper in my soul:
"Come away with Me to a quiet place."
"Well, alrighty then, Lord. And where might that be?" I wondered. And as I ran out the door, I grabbed my camera, just in case I got some clearer directions along the way and found the need to document my time wherever I wound up.
Which, of course, I did.
At 6 AM, I found myself at the marina of a nearby park, where a certain bloggy friend of mine, Toni, from over at Lakeside Lessons, often spends some quality time with Jesus. It was cold, a bit windy and the sun was just beginning to make a glorious appearance. It was also peaceful, save for the excited cries and chatter between some feathered friends and the sound of the water lapping up on the shoreline.
In the gospel which bears his name, Mark paints a picture of Jesus' disciples returning from a mission to which He sent them. There is no mention of how long they were away, but as tired as they must be from the journey, they ARE very excited about all they did and everything they've witnessed. As they're in the midst of sharing with Jesus their stories of preaching, healing and driving out demons, we are told that there are many people coming and going all around them. So much so that they weren't even able to eat a meal.
That's when Jesus issues this invitation to His weary and hungry friends:
"Come away with Me. Let us go alone to a quiet place and rest for awhile." (Mark 6:31)
Jesus takes them away by boat to a lonely place. Just Him and them. A place of rest and peace. Because that's what they needed.
And that is where Jesus invited me today. To a place of rest and peace. Just Him and me. Because He knew that's what I needed.
Won't you join me?
Tenth Avenue North -- Worn
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