And then they buried him…

And then they buried him…

I listened to the groans when they whipped him.  I heard the thwack of the hammer and the nail.  Each, a prominent reminder of the suffering Jesus endured.  I watched and was shocked by my lack of emotion.  If I am honest, repetition has a way of numbing you.  But...
Seriously?  Our Next President??

Seriously? Our Next President??

Last week my husband stole me away for a trip to Mexico.  We read books and sat on the beach.  We interacted with the locals, and ate our fair share of Mexican cuisine.  Sunday afternoon we walked in the door, excited to see the littles. (Who, by the way aren’t...