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Easter’s Middle

Posted on April 1, 2021 by Todd Gaddy

It’s a tiny island called Saturday.
Nestled uncomfortably close to its neighbor, Horror.
It’s quiet here. Almost silent.

For our sake he made him to be sin who knew no sin, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God. – 2 Corinthians 5:21

Posted on March 8, 2021 by Todd Gaddy

It’s a Monday in March. Just about a year since the world changed.

I don’t know if he will. But I believe he can.

What does Christian hope look like? May I suggest:

The twentieth day of the first month is unique for a specific nation every four years. People are watching.

And God’s listening.

Strange. That’s the only word I can think of to describe how I’ve felt today.

It was early Wednesday. That first one.

When a baby arrives, we get excited. Rightly so.

A different kinda Sunday.

Sitting in my office this morning, about to walk into a gathering of people here in Hunt Valley and online.

Can I make a suggestion?