There is no stronger anchor in life other than the love of God found in the person of Christ Jesus.
Yesterday was Memorial Day. It was a time to remember the courage of heroes. At a nearby pool park, I found myself in a serious conversation about the troublesome meaning of a holy sacrifice.
As I was led to unpack the meta narrative of God's intervention, the person whom I was seeking to clarify with expressed her desire not only to subscribe to the memory of that one quintessential heroism of Christ but to enter into its covenant.
The story of Christ grips the human heart with an astounding hold that finds no rest until a vacuum is filled with its joyful weight.
