Courage to Embrace Your Executioner

Courage to Embrace Your Executioner

I’ve killed many men in battle. As a Roman soldier, I’ve honed the act of killing to an art of precision. You are present, I have a sword, you die. Direct, simple, efficient. I’ve taken so many lives, the fading light in dying eyes no longer haunts me. I now consider...
Three Days Later

Three Days Later

His death was agonizing. A more vicious, inhumane demise was unimaginable. Yet, it happened as destined. With his last breath, as spirit separated from broken body, he whooshed through a darkened vortex of time engulfed by eternity. He landed in front of a formidable,...
That’s My Beautiful Bride, Daddy!

That’s My Beautiful Bride, Daddy!

That He might present her to Himself a glorious church [bride], not having spot or wrinkle or any such thing, but that she should be holy and without blemish. (Ephesians 5:27, brackets added)  Their courtship was long and difficult—but well worth the wait. He loved...