still moving

Afterward Jesus appeared again to his disciples, by the Sea of Galilee.
- John 21:1a (NIV)
 
I love this moment.
Because after everything—the cross, the empty tomb, the confusion, the fear—you might expect something big. Something loud. Something unmistakably powerful.
But instead… we find the disciples back at the water. Fishing.
Back to what they knew. Back to the ordinary rhythm of life.
And that’s where Jesus meets them.
Not in a temple. Not in a crowd. Not in some grand, overwhelming moment.
But in the middle of their routine.
I think sometimes we expect the same. We look for God in the big moments—the breakthroughs, the answered prayers, the mountaintop experiences.
But what if He’s just as present in the everyday?
In the quiet mornings.
In the drive to work.
In the laundry, the errands, the small conversations.
The risen Jesus didn’t just appear once and disappear. He kept showing up. He kept meeting His people right where they were.
And He still does.
He is still moving—still working, still speaking, still present in ways we might miss if we’re only looking for something extraordinary.
Sometimes, He meets us right in the middle of our ordinary day… and reminds us that He was there all along.
 
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hope

Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead.
- 1 Peter 1:3
 
Life is not easy.
There are good days, bad days… and then there are the days that feel completely overwhelming.
I know that kind of reality more than I wish I did. I live with several afflictions that bring extreme—sometimes debilitating—pain. The kind of pain that makes you sit still, not because you want to, but because you know even the smallest movement could make it worse.
For over two decades, I’ve gone from doctor to doctor, trying medications, treatments, procedures—each time allowing myself to hope that this one might finally bring relief.
And sometimes it does… for a little while.
But when that relief fades, or the next attempt doesn’t work, that hope can come crashing down.
Because that kind of hope—hope placed in outcomes, in answers, in “maybe this time”—it shifts. It rises and falls. It can feel fragile.
But this verse reminds me of something different.
A living hope.
Not a hope built on circumstances.
Not a hope that depends on results.
Not a hope that fades when things don’t go the way we prayed they would.
A hope that is alive… because Jesus is alive.
Because He rose, my hope isn’t tied to whether things get easier. It’s not dependent on a diagnosis changing or pain disappearing. My hope is anchored in something deeper—something unshakable.
In Him.
And that doesn’t mean the hard days suddenly go away. It doesn’t make the pain less real. But it does mean that even in the middle of it… I’m not without hope.
Not the fragile kind.
But a steady, living hope that holds on to me, even when I feel like I can’t hold on to anything at all.
 
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for Him

Christ died for everyone so that they would live for Him. They should not live to please themselves but for Christ Who died on a cross and was raised from the dead for them.
- 2 Corinthians 5:15 (NLV)
 
Yesterday we reflected on the empty tomb… the moment everything changed. Jesus is alive.
But today, this verse gently asks a deeper question:
Now what?
“He died for all, so that those who live would not live for themselves anymore. They would live for Christ, Who died and was raised from death for them.”
That’s a shift.
Because if I’m honest, it’s easy to fall into living for myself—my plans, my schedule, my comfort. Even in busy, full, meaningful days… it’s still easy to make it all about me.
But this verse reminds me that because Jesus gave His life for me—and rose again—I’ve been given something new. Not just life… but purpose.
I don’t just live my life anymore, I live a life that reflects Him.
That doesn’t mean I suddenly get everything right. It doesn’t mean every moment is perfect or deeply spiritual. But it does mean my heart begins to shift. My choices start to look different. The way I love people, the way I respond, the way I show up… it all starts pointing back to Him.
Because the truth is—He didn’t just die to save me…
He died and rose again so I could truly live.
And real life—the kind that matters, the kind that lasts—is found when I stop holding everything so tightly and start living for Him instead.
 
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alive!

 He is not here; for He is risen, as He said.
- Matthew 28:6a (NKJV)
 
This weekend felt like a whirlwind. From Good Friday services, to a benefit cookout and Easter egg hunt on Saturday, then Easter morning at church, another egg hunt for the kiddos, and ending the day with dinner surrounded by all my children and grandchildren… and yes, a few eggs hidden at the house too.
It was full. Busy. Beautiful.
But in the middle of it all, I found myself pausing to think about what this weekend must have felt like for Jesus and His disciples.
Thursday night, they shared the Passover meal, Jesus identified the bread and wine as His body and blood, He washed the feet of His disciples.  And then everything changed. Jesus was arrested, beaten, mocked, and nailed to a cross… and He died.
He truly died.
Scripture tells us the world went dark for three hours. The veil was torn. The earth shook. Rocks split. Tombs broke open. Even the centurion standing guard declared, “Truly this was the Son of God.”
Jesus was gone.
And for the disciples, those next three days must have felt endless. They hid in fear, unsure of what would come next, carrying the weight of grief that comes with losing someone they loved so deeply.
But it wasn’t over. Not even close.
On the third day, Mary Magdalene and the other women went to the tomb to anoint Jesus’ body—something they couldn’t do before the Sabbath began.
And instead… they found the stone rolled away. The tomb was empty.
Scripture says they were afraid, yet filled with joy. He was risen—just like He said He would.
And here’s the part I don’t want to rush past…
He is still alive.
Not just a moment we celebrate once a year. Not just a story we remember. Jesus is alive today—present in our lives, moving in our hearts, still calling us, still loving us, still saving us.
Because He lives, our hope is alive.
Because He lives, death is not the end.
Because He lives… we are never alone.
 
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finished

 He said, “It is finished!” Then He bowed His head and gave up His spirit.
- John 19:30 (NLT)
 
Three words… that changed everything.
Not “I am finished.”
But “It is finished.”
The work.
The debt.
The weight of sin.
Finished.
Good Friday doesn’t feel “good” at first glance. It’s heavy. It’s painful. It’s the ultimate sacrifice.
But it’s good because of what it accomplished.
Because of the cross, we are forgiven.
Because of the cross, we are free.
Because of the cross, we are His.
Nothing needs to be added. Nothing needs to be earned.
Jesus already did it.
And sometimes the most humbling, freeing thing we can do… is simply receive that gift.
 
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serve

Now that I, your Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you also should wash one another’s feet.
- John 13:14 (NIV)
 
This one always gets me.
The King of Kings… kneeling.
Washing feet.
Serving the very people who would soon fail Him.
Jesus didn’t just talk about love—He demonstrated it in the most humble, unexpected way.
And then He said, “Go and do the same.”
Not just love when it’s easy.
Not just serve when it’s convenient.
But to choose humility. To choose others. To love in action.
It’s not always grand gestures. Sometimes it’s quiet, unseen acts of kindness that reflect His heart the most.
 
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keep watch

Keep watch and pray, so that you will not give in to temptation. For the spirit is willing, but the body is weak.
- Matthew 26:41 (NLT)
 
In the garden, Jesus asked His closest friends to stay awake with Him… and they couldn’t.
They were tired. Human. Maybe overwhelmed.
And if I’m honest, I see myself there too.
How often do I miss moments with God because I’m distracted? Too busy? Too tired? Too caught up in everything else?
Jesus wasn’t asking for perfection—He was asking for presence.
This week, especially, feels like an invitation to watch.
To slow down.
To notice.
To be present with Him in the quiet moments.
Not rushing past the story… but sitting in it.
 
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