For you. From Every-Day Jesus. And Me.

Apr 20

This is for you, love. The one who wants to believe. The one who can’t believe. The one who won’t believe. The one who sees the now as the only, and the next as the never. This is for you, tender skeptic who struggles to find reason in a life gone mad, yet still sees hope in the face of a child.

This is for the us who give little thought to recorded time actually being split in two by the life of a man named Jesus, who find distaste in the word “Christian” because it sets heavy on our hearts as a weight or a fist. This is for the us—the ones who have been hurt or maimed or forgotten.

This is for you, love. Because I want you to know Jesus. The Christ who is bigger than the stories written about Him. The God-Man who defies logic and yet makes…

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