When God went to the cross he made even death itself a place of hope.

For many people, the big feast of the year is Christmas, but for Christians, the truly great feast is Easter. Without Easter, without the Resurrection, we would not have the gift of salvation. Jesus had to rise from the dead or else he would have just been another failed Messiah and his birth would be a forgotten footnote of history.

Bob Dylan said, "The executioner's face is always well-hidden". That's the problem: The cross pulls that hood off.

The minute you walk outside of your church on Sunday you're in mission territory.

Both total accommodation to the culture and total resistance to it are usually signs of intellectual sickness.

The surest sign that God is alive in you is joy.

When God went to the cross he made even death itself a place of hope.