My name is Esau. Six successive generations of my family served in the High Priest’s Guard. But I can’t imagine anyone of them had a Passover experience like mine. Miriam, our third child, was due, so when old Caiaphas wanted volunteers to guard the grave, I grabbed the overtime. To be frank, it was a chance to escape from the bedlam in the city for a bit. Truth be told, it was a dark, uneasy watch. Not what I expected. […]

A poem   The mess to clean up after a party because it means I am surrounded by friends. The taxes I pay because it means I am employed. The clothes that fit a little snug because it means I have food to eat. A lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning and gutters that need fixing because it means I have a home. All the complaining I hear about our government because it means we have freedom of […]

“If you decide for God, living a life of God-worship, it follows that you don’t fuss about what’s on the table at mealtimes” (Matthew 6:25, The Message) When it comes to food, we’re all different, we have different tastes and different food philosophies – all part of life’s rich tapestry. Regardless of our food preferences, at the end of the day it’s the nutrition we obtain from the food that counts. So, whenever we ask Jesus into our lives and […]