Reading the Gospels, without the personality of Jesus, is like watching television with the sound turned off.

No wonder when he steps into the heavens to accept the throne the cry goes up, “Worthy! Worthy! Worthy! Make him king!” This man is so worthy.

The masculine heart needs a place where nothing is prefabricated, modular, nonfat, zip lock, franchised, on-line, microwavable. Where there are no deadlines, cell phones, or committee meetings. Where there is room for the soul.

You’re going to be okay. You’re going to find your way. You are not alone.

How wonderful to discover that God has never been alone. He has always been Trinity – Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. God has always been a fellowship. This whole Story began with something relational.

Thus we might not know we have a sage at the table, for he will remain silent while the “experts” prattle on and on.

Our lives are not a random series of events; they tell a Story that has meaning.

Perhaps it is our fear of getting our hopes up; it seems too good to be true. Perhaps it’s been the almost total focus on sin and the Cross. But the Scripture is abundant and clear: Christ came not only to pardon us, but also to heal us. He wants the glory restored. So, put the book down for just a moment, and let this sink in: Jesus can, and wants to, heal your heart.

You clean and organize; you demand perfection – did you ever wonder why?

In one of the greatest invitations ever offered to man, Christ stood up amid the crowds in Jerusalem and said, “If anyone is thirsty, let him come to me and drink. Whoever.