Loving a Life of Biblical Womanhood
Hundreds and even thousands of years before Jesus the Messiah was born in Bethlehem, God spoke through men like Moses, David, Isaiah, and Micah to tell us about Christ’s birth, life, death, and resurrection. In order for Jesus to be the true Messiah, He had to fulfill every prophecy that was ever spoken and written about him…and He did. Every single one!
There’s a woman I know who is young – maybe 21-years-old or even younger. She has three children by three men and has never been married. She lives with her mother. Her current boyfriend does not live with her, but he does spend the night often. She gambles regularly. And, she is deeply spiritual. You won’t find someone who talks about Jesus Christ more than her.
The Easter holiday is barely removed from its pagan background. Easter even gets its name from the pagan goddess of spring, Eostre. The myth has it that she rescued a bird whose wings were frozen from the winter wind by turning it into a rabbit. Because the rabbit had once been a bird, it could lay eggs. And there you have the modern Easter Bunny and Easter eggs.
I make this recipe with my kids every Easter eve. We enjoy the cookies the next morning with our eggs for breakfast the next morning. The kids can’t wait to open the oven door the next morning. I originally found the recipe here. I LOVE how I get to read the Bible with them as we make these cookies, how they get to have some application to apply to the story to help them retain what they’re reading and/or hearing. This is a beautiful hands-on tool to teach the resurrection of our Lord.
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For more than a week, the same message kept coming to me. It arrived by four very different avenues and has echoed in my prayer life and in my heart. It is the familiar passage in the 21st chapter of the Gospel of John, verses 15 through 18, in which the resurrected Savior asks Simon Peter three times, paraphrasing, “Do you love Me?” Each time, Peter answers, “Yes, Lord; You know that I love You.”
This week, I heard Jesus asking me over and over, “Gregg, do you love me?”
A story in the Bible that has always stood out to me has been the story of Mary and Martha. Mary and Martha were sisters and hosted Jesus and his disciples in their home. In Luke 10:38-42, we read that while Martha prepared the meal and served it, her sister Mary sat at Jesus’ feet and listened to him teach. Martha complained to Jesus that her sister was not helping her, and Jesus gently chastised her because Mary was not wrong in wanting to listen to Jesus’ teaching.
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I accepted Jesus Christ as my personal Lord and Savior at the ripe old age of 5. Some of you reading this may think that 5 is too young, but I knew the Truth, could answer all of the questions posed to me by my parents and my pastor, and so they determined that I would be allowed to make a public profession of faith, followed by a water baptism. I was so small that my feet flew up out of the water when the pastor dunked me. I’d love to say that my journey ended there. I’d love to say that I’ve been the epitome of the perfect Christian girl and that I lived every day in the subsequent 32 years for God. However, that’s not my story.
Sadly, our culture has shifted its focus to the dazzling lights and away from a dazzling Savior. Commercialism has swallowed whatever Christmas used to be before it was this. Battles are fought over the very name of the holiday, and Santa Claus is embraced more freely than the infant Jesus.1 Santa is an icon in modern culture, and his image is used to sell everything from soda to sports cars. How is a Christian to view Santa in light of the true meaning of Christmas?
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