“Christ the King Sunday isn’t strange because it competes with democracy — it’s strange because it competes with despair. Our world is full of strongmen and cynicism, people who fear kings and people who long for them. But the Gospel points us to a different kind of King. One who meets us in our suffering, one who remembers us in our worst moments, one who says to a dying man — and to us — ‘Today you will be with me.’”
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When the world shakes and the headlines tighten our chest, Jesus doesn’t hand out escape routes—He hands out purpose. He says that this moment, this pressure, this chaos is our opportunity to testify: with calm in the noise, courage in the fear, compassion in the division, truth in the confusion, and endurance when others give up. And over all of it, beneath all of it, Jesus whispers, “I will give you the words.” Once that promise settles into your bones, you can face a shaking world with a soul that will not be shaken.
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Resurrection isn’t a theory. It’s God breaking into the world we think is finished.
Just like those hikers who stopped asking, ‘How do we get back?’ and asked a brand-new question—‘Where’s the sun?’—faith turns when our questions do.
Where you see a dead end, God is already clearing the path. Where you feel stuck, Christ is already moving. Resurrection is not someday. It’s now.”
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The temple must’ve been busy that day — sandals scuffing stone, prayers murmured in the air, incense curling toward heaven. Two men walk in. One stands tall and prays about all the things he’s done right. The other can’t even lift his head. He just whispers seven words: “God, make atonement for me, a sinner.”
And Jesus says that man — the honest one — went home right with God.
Because mercy isn’t something we earn. It’s what meets us when the pretending stops.
We live in a world that rewards performance — say the right thing, post the right cause, look like you’ve got it together. But mercy doesn’t live on the stage. It lives in the quiet places where we tell the truth and discover we’re still loved.
That’s what grace does. It finds us — Pharisee hearts and tax-collector hearts alike — and sends us home lighter, forgiven, and free.
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“A widow stands before a judge who doesn’t care. But her voice becomes a prayer — steady as breath, relentless as love. This is a story about faith that won’t quit, and a God who never grows weary of compassion.”
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