Starting in June 2020, I began looking forward to New Year’s Eve. When New Year’s Eve finally arrived, our family anxiously waited for the ball to drop—or rather, leisurely descend—from Times Square. Typically, this moment is disappointingly dull; there have even been a few occasions when we’ve watched a previous New Year’s celebration...
This week’s blog post is written by my colleague Ashley Dickens. This year, perhaps more than ever before, I feel the ache of Good Friday. I feel the weight of Hope Himself being nailed to a cross, taking shuddering, rasping breaths, wondering why His Father had left him alone. I feel Mary’s helpless anguish...
“Who is my neighbor?” This question, posed to Jesus by one of the experts in the Law, sparked one of the most famous parables in all of Scripture: a story in which a bruised and bloodied man is left to die in the middle of a busy road, until he is finally rescued by...