Given the lethal enormity of sin and the inestimable value of a single soul, a baby in a manger and a man on a cross makes more sense that anything else I will ever be able to possibly imagine.

The victory was sealed at an empty tomb. Therefore, we must remember that the remaining battles are victory concluding, not victory in question.

For a Christian, the battle is nothing more than the process of concluding the victory.

Everything that God does is nothing that He needs done, for He is eternally complete. Yet, He is never still and He is forever working. Therefore, I am left with both the conviction and the evidence that God’s agenda is nothing other than that which is incomplete in you and I.

Death precariously hangs a few scant inches over our heads, having been methodically placed there one piece at a time by a lifetime of choices that we have made. And until we understand the gravity of what hangs but a breath away, we will not understand why Jesus hung on a cross to sweep it all away.

Death is God’s opportunity, not our end.

He said that the blood was not his own, but that of a comrade a few feet away who had been blown apart by an enemy grenade. And after having left the rice paddies of Vietnam, he eventually took up residence in the pew of a small mid-western church. For he said that he had been covered by the blood of one friend in combat and by blood of another on a cross in another sort of combat. And such was his love for both that he committed to forget neither.

The cause for which I stand is the reconciliation of mankind with God. For if that cause is accomplished, all causes are accomplished.

Jesus was buried in a borrowed tomb because He was planning on returning it to its rightful owner after a short weekend.