What if…we let the Holy Spirit loose?
Deborah tossed and turned. She tried counting sheep, praying, and reciting scripture. Nothing worked. Her mind wouldn’t shut off and let her sleep. A nightmare had jolted her awake. Her friend’s face was fresh in her mind. Why did Lisa haunt her dreams? Pray. Deborah...
What if…the tomb wasn’t empty?
Sue and I waited to see the tomb where our Savior’s body lay many years ago. It had been the second site we visited today. The first was lined with gold candlesticks, incense, and other gaudy fixtures. Fit for a King of a grand palace, but for the Son of God? I...







