Why is Good Friday Good

Today, is good Friday, and most if not all Christians, now what Good Friday, represents.  It’s the day we Christians believe that Christ was crucified.  Though I have always wondered, why do they call it good.  how was it good, to see your son, your friend, your savior, getting beaten,...

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Betrayed

This is by My friend Jennifer Saputo, used by Permission, Here we are at Holy Thursday. The Last Supper. In doing my devotions this morning, I was reading thru Matthew’s account of the Last Supper. What happens?? I get stuck on verse 21……….”And while they were eating, he said, “Truly...

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Looking Back

I am in the process of moving with my dad, and I found an old photo albums of when I was younger.  It’s humbling, interesting, I actually don’t know the words to use, when I look at the pictures of when I was younger, to when I were I am...

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It is Well

[iframe id=”https://www.youtube.com/embed/Bvq3pYsHidA” align=”center” mode=”normal” autoplay=”no” aspect_ratio=”60:40″] Horatio Spafford, is behind the song, It is Well, he wrote the song, while travel overseas to Europe, right at the spot he had lost his daughters.  Romans 8:28, says and we know that God causes all things to work together for the good...

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A Little Different

This excerpt if from an article that I read yesterday, you can read the rest of it here, http://jcluinspire.com/mom-asks-other-parents-to-stop-punishing-their-kids-for-staring/?s=xpromo Beth Hersom I already have to teach my girls that some people are just mean and you cannot let it bother you. I already have to teach my girls that loving people...

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God Forgives

I made a mistake last night, it wasn’t a big one, but it was enough to have been noticeable, and I felt bad about it, because I knew that I had done something wrong.  As I looked back on it, I knew I shouldn’t have done it, even though I...

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God Still Heals

I have gone through many operations, 68 to be exact, yet every time I walked or wheeled into that operating room, I would get nervous, I was afraid, I had been concerned about what the outcome would be.  I didn’t even know the risks, because I was to young to...

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Keep Fighting,

I’d hold you up to say to your mother, “this kid’s gonna be the best kid in the world. This kid’s gonna be somebody better than anybody I ever knew.” And you grew up good and wonderful. It was great just watching you, every day was like a privilige. Then...

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