As the world rushes around preparing the perfect holiday, I get caught up in the madness. But these Christmas hymns point me back to what really matters this season.
Lipstick has become my way of showing who I am. Or, well, who I feel like I am. The person I feel like I am day to day changes continually. But God never changes.
Covered with sores, I’ve begun to understand one thing: This is what my sin would look like if I had to wear it on the outside of my body.
But what if I lost that? What if the beautiful things about who I am were somehow lost? What if I ceased to be lovable down the road?
In Matthew 16, Jesus turns to Peter and cries, “Get behind me, Satan!” What elicited such a sharp response? What can we learn from Peter’s mistake and Jesus’ response?