Everyone has hope. But there are two kinds. One kind is a distant hope — somewhere in the future, it might happen, it might not. This kind of hope is like the horizon: you walk toward it, and it stays forever ahead of you, always out of reach. The other kind is a living hope.… Continue reading A Living Hope — 1 Peter 1:3-4
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Christ the Living Stone — 1 Peter 2:4-6
Peter’s name in Greek means “rock.” This was no accident. When Jesus said to Simon, “You are Peter,” he was declaring an identity — an unshakeable foundation. A rock is solid, steadfast, capable of bearing weight. But what Peter confesses in chapter 2 of his letter is not just any rock. It is a living… Continue reading Christ the Living Stone — 1 Peter 2:4-6
What Are You Really Drawing Near To — God, or Religion?
James 4:8 contains a statement that reads like both a promise and a challenge: “Draw near to God, and he will draw near to you.” Most of us have heard this verse many times. But there is a question we rarely ask ourselves seriously — I think I am drawing near to God, but do… Continue reading What Are You Really Drawing Near To — God, or Religion?
Encountering the Risen Lord — Let the Resurrection Be More Than Knowledge
Easter has just passed. Throughout Lent, we meditated deeply on the cross — the love of the Lord toward us, how our sin killed Jesus, how we repent, and how we are saved. But what comes next? Faith cannot stop at the cross, because the Lord did not stop at the cross. He rose again.… Continue reading Encountering the Risen Lord — Let the Resurrection Be More Than Knowledge
Why Do We Say I Killed Jesus? — A Question That Spans Two Thousand Years
Introduction In Acts 3:15, Peter boldly declared to the crowd: “You killed the Author of life!” These words struck like a hammer blow, piercing straight to the conscience of his listeners. Yet today, when we read these words, a question may naturally arise in our minds: What does this have to do with me? That… Continue reading Why Do We Say I Killed Jesus? — A Question That Spans Two Thousand Years