For the past several weeks, I’ve sensed God pressing the word ‘chosen’ into my heart. After taking some time to mull it over, I finally looked up the chosen in the Greek. I zeroed in on the descriptor ‘select’. I’ve heard about sanctification all my life, being chosen and set aside for a specific purpose, but when I saw ‘favorite’, …
Redemption is a beautiful thing. There is something, dare I say, romantic about someone with power and position plucking a nobody from the crowd and claiming them as their own. Perhaps that’s why I’ve so frequently heard the Gospel compared to a fairy tale story. A king sweeping the lonely girl away to a land where all her dreams come …
Redemption is a beautiful thing. There is something, dare I say, romantic about someone with power and position plucking a nobody from the crowd and claiming them as their own. Perhaps that’s why I’ve so frequently heard the Gospel compared to a fairy tale story. A king sweeping the lonely girl away to a land where all her dreams come …