Apr 19, 2025 | Blog
Silence was the defining sound of Saturday. Not the holy kind, like in a quiet church or a moment of prayer. No, this was the kind of silence that settles in your chest after your whole world falls apart. The kind that screams louder than words because you don’t know...
Apr 18, 2025 | Blog
Nobody slept much the night before. Jesus had been arrested. He wasn’t coming back. He was taken to the High Priest’s home, charged with crimes he did not commit. He was tortured by the Romans while his own people watched. He spent Thursday night as a prisoner, and...
Apr 17, 2025 | Blog
If Wednesday was silent, Thursday was sacred. Intentional. Intimate. It’s Jesus with His closest friends, breaking bread in a borrowed room, knowing full well that betrayal is already in motion, the cross is closer than ever, and time is running out. Thursday of Holy...
Apr 16, 2025 | Blog
If Tuesday was explosive, Wednesday was eerily quiet. The calm before the storm. After back-to-back days of bold moves and public conflict (first the triumphant parade into Jerusalem, then flipping tables in the temple courts, followed by non-stop confrontations with...
Apr 15, 2025 | Blog
If Monday was disruptive, Tuesday only added pressure to the tension that had been building. On Monday, Jesus flipped tables. On Tuesday, he flipped the script on the religious establishment. By now, Jesus had the attention of the entire city. The religious leaders...
