I woke up this morning with a thought on my mind: He rose on the third day! (I'm talking about Jesus.)
I had a conversation with my friend two days ago about making some changes. We noticed some cycles in our lives that just don't belong, and were just being honest about it. On-the-spot, we decided to be intentional in sticking by each other as we walk it out.
Today is the third day of us walking it out. And as I said, I woke up this morning thinking about a particular third day. The day where everything felt solidified. The day where perspectives started to settle. The day where the future started to stick in a grim window. But then, a question: "Why do you look for the living among the dead?"
Their expectations were shattered in the best way. Newness comes!
I had a conversation with my friend two days ago about making some changes. We noticed some cycles in our lives that just don't belong, and were just being honest about it. On-the-spot, we decided to be intentional in sticking by each other as we walk it out.
Today is the third day of us walking it out. And as I said, I woke up this morning thinking about a particular third day. The day where everything felt solidified. The day where perspectives started to settle. The day where the future started to stick in a grim window. But then, a question: "Why do you look for the living among the dead?"
Their expectations were shattered in the best way. Newness comes!
(Quoted Scripture is Luke 24:5 NIV)
Jacob Brokaw
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