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A Hope Transfusion

EASTER AND HOPE ARE SYNONYMOUS.

The special day never arrives without its refreshing reminder that there is life beyond this one. True life. Eternal life. Glorious life. Those who live on what we might call the “outskirts of hope” need a transfusion. Easter gives it.

Off Limits

Here's a thought: this Easter, while commemorating Jesus' death, burial, and resurrection, why not celebrate yours as well? Make it a part of every Easter. Even better still, make it a part of the rest of your life.

Let me explain. One of the most important truths of Scripture is one of the least comprehended by many believers today. The result of this lack of comprehension is that we can end up living as victims instead of victors.

I'm Sure About Uncertainty

I've spent the last 20 winter seasons on a snowboard, looking for ways to make a career out of this silly little sport.

In the course of that time I've been injured, won contests, been sponsored, been avalanched, broken more snowboards, and jumped off of more cliffs than most people ever will.

Parkinson's Disease & Hope

In 1817, Dr. James Parkinson described a disease that he called “shaking palsy.” Almost 190 years later, on January 19, 2006, a neurologist calmly announced that I had just been given a “shaking palsy” life sentence. Parkinson's disease (PD). You see, people rarely die from PD, but they have to learn to live with its constantly degenerative nature. It is like someone tapping you on the shoulder 24/7, telling you things will only get worse.

Of Stereos & Heaven

A few years ago, when my aging parents lived in our granny suite, they bought a brand new stereo because they could no longer hear the old one. The old one was an attractive little unit, complete with record player and 8-track, the same model Noah used on the Ark when he wanted a weather report. I was explaining to Mom and Dad how to set the digital clock and what an equalizer was for, when my son Jeffrey, who had been admiring the flashing lights, the 100-watt speakers, and the wire mesh covering them, said, “Um, Grandpa, you should put this thing in your will. I'd kinda like it.

Sinking Sand or Solid Rock

My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.
I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on Jesus’ name.
On Christ the solid rock I stand, All other ground is sinking sand;
All other ground is sinking sand.
—Edward Mote, 1834