The miracle of Good Friday is that there was no miracle. Legions of angels stood - with swords sheathed - watching as the Son took our place.

You can't do God's will and satisfy everyone.

The funny thing about the boy who gave away his loaves and fish is that he, too, ended the day with a full stomach.

Consider God's love for you. Now double it. Now multiply that by 900 trillion. You're still not even close.

God is holding you in His heart, right at this very moment. It's a fact that can make you feel so small yet so big at the same time.

God will put someone in your path today who doesn't necessarily need you... but who desperately needs Christ in you.

Friday and Saturday nights have a funny way of revealing what we really believe on Sunday mornings.