In worship an increased power steals its way into the heart sanctuary, an increased compassion grows in the soul. To worship is to change.
– Richard J Foster

I took this one on Easter morning, but never had the time to process it.
In worship an increased power steals its way into the heart sanctuary, an increased compassion grows in the soul. To worship is to change.
– Richard J Foster
I took this one on Easter morning, but never had the time to process it.
While they were eating, Jesus took bread, and when he had given thanks, he broke it and gave it to his disciples, saying, “Take it; this is my body.” Then he took a cup, and when he had given thanks, he gave it to them, and they all drank from it. “This is my blood of the covenant, which is poured out for many,” he said to them.
Mark 14:22-24
Attended my church’s Maundy Thursday service tonight where they performed a “Living Last Supper.” Certainly an interesting way to present the story.
The Living Last Supper as presented by First Presbyterian Church in Winchester
One last look at the Florida beaches before I left. My kids used to call this sunlight pattern “God Rays.” Whatever you call it, there’s no denying the fact that it’s an incredible sight.
The wonderful thing about the sun rising or setting is that it’s really never the same.
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