We don’t much like to talk about death. In an age where medical breakthroughs extend life far beyond what has historically been possible, death becomes an ever-present fear. Death means loss and mourning; it means great unknown. In a linear trajectory of life, death is the end of the game.
Read MoreLast night I walked into the darkness of the church sanctuary, armed with a few packs of tissues, a bottle of mucinex, some eye drops, and a mug of tea. I could speak no higher than a whisper, and my cough ached in my chest. I probably should have stayed at home and slept the sickness away, but in all my stubbornness I did not want to miss the vigil.
Read MoreSo today, as I celebrate the risen Christ, I celebrate the fact that these beautiful women are standing beside Him bursting with freedom and joy. I celebrate the fact that one day I too will join them, and all of our prior disagreements will be meaningless. I celebrate that in Christ's death we find life everlasting.
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