
To the Cross I Run
His Cross: that ugly, undeserved, bloody, brutal Cross. THAT is the avenue in which He chose to redeem us. That is the avenue in which we are called to meditate and imitate.

His Cross: that ugly, undeserved, bloody, brutal Cross. THAT is the avenue in which He chose to redeem us. That is the avenue in which we are called to meditate and imitate.

This Lent, when you find yourself needing a little extra push to fight harder, see clearer, wait better… look no further than right here.

Five years ago, if you were to have asked the question, “Do you want to watch football?” I would’ve turned my nose up at you and probably said, “ugh.” (That’s a direct quote.)

But, what we miss out on, when we only view God as the man who could grant our every Christmas wish is a relationship.

“Do you think they’re going to get divorced?” I would whisper fearfully to my brother.