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Sharing Sunday: ushering in abundance

Through John 21, our Pastor gave us a glimpse of the bounty available to believers. The plenty that fills our nets when Christ arrives. “Men,” Jesus called to them, “you don’t have any fish, do you?” “No,” they answered. “Cast the net on the right side of the boat,” He told them, “and you’ll find… Continue reading Sharing Sunday: ushering in abundance

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Sharing Sunday: the dying side of living

The cross. Our pastor reminded us Sunday of the cross carried by Christ. We are told to carry our crosses. Then He [Jesus] said to them all, “If anyone desires to come after Me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross daily, and follow Me.” (Luke 9:23) The cross. A splintered beam of… Continue reading Sharing Sunday: the dying side of living

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Sharing Sunday: Getting the Cristal out of Cristal

Last Sunday, our friend, Rudy, called and asked to visit with us.  Any time Rudy calls, it’s not for a social gathering.  Rudy doesn’t meet to discuss the weather or the Dallas Cowboys. Rudy follows the leading of God and wastes no time speaking his heart to encourage and edify. While sitting across the table… Continue reading Sharing Sunday: Getting the Cristal out of Cristal

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Sharing Sunday: Hope for hearts that betray

As our pastor led us through John 18 on Sunday, we observed a man who followed Christ with passion. Betrayed him vehemently. And was restored. Peter. Through his living with Christ, Peter’s faith had grown. Journeying with Jesus had created a  water-walking fisher of men. And even so, an adamant denial of knowing Him seemed… Continue reading Sharing Sunday: Hope for hearts that betray

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Sharing Sunday: the sounds of backs being bitten (not exactly music to the ears)

Accord. Harmony. Unity. Aaaaah. Aren’t your ears aching for such peaceful bliss and your soul thirsty for this soothing tranquility? BK and Caleb have, again, drawn me into a deeper understanding of melodious union with God. As a member of the Body of Christ. All too often I hope for such richness of revelation to… Continue reading Sharing Sunday: the sounds of backs being bitten (not exactly music to the ears)

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Sharing Sunday: faux hawks & flat bills united in service

As our pastor continues to lead us through the book of John, my eyes are opened to a newness of Christ and living for Him. And as Caleb sketches BK’s sermons, I am seeing the Word through the eyes of a child. As well as having my self-nurtured skepticism and prejudices exposed. In the seventeenth chapter of… Continue reading Sharing Sunday: faux hawks & flat bills united in service

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Sharing Sunday: The original King of the wild frontier

Life’s travel plans don’t always send us down paved paths through flowering meadows. I often find my trip has brought me into a sweeping frontier thick with briars and brambles. Gazing ahead, swallowing hard, I doubt I’m prepared to venture into rough terrain. And I realize I am not. Not alone. I yearn for Someone who’s traversed… Continue reading Sharing Sunday: The original King of the wild frontier

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Sharing Sunday: A funeral sermon for the living

Life has definitely interrupted my normalcy and kept me from sharing with you all regularly.  I’d apologize except that I’m not sorry for the paths God is having me travel.  (In fact, Camden and I leave in less than a week for a mission to Guatemala!) Before we leave, I want to urge you to… Continue reading Sharing Sunday: A funeral sermon for the living

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Sharing Sunday: By faith, Cristal…

Forgive me for my week-long absence.  Unexpected life events do certainly draw our attention away from the normal at times.  And what a blessing.  Yesterday, Nick Elizondo shared  a message with our congregation.  In a word.  Faith. Nick asked a question which hung gently in the air before landing heavily on each heart. What actions… Continue reading Sharing Sunday: By faith, Cristal…

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Sharing Sunday: Intentional Illuminated Living

Complete darkness. Deep in a cave, the tour guide turns off every source of light.  I feel for my husband’s hand and grasp tightly.  Eyes wide open.  Yet nothing is seen. Everything recently familiar covered in a blanket of darkness.  The sure-footed path now hidden.  Uncertain of our step, we stand stone still.  I widen my… Continue reading Sharing Sunday: Intentional Illuminated Living