My granddaughters lived through some pretty rough times and for one reason or another they are unfamiliar with Bible stories, so we are starting from the beginning with Adam and Eve, Noah and those guys.
As I watch the stories unfold with them, I am struck by how fraught with tragedy these stories are–worlds fall fast and hard.
Human history is the story of carnage, destruction, and foolishness with a single bright thread of light running through it
To a cross?
To an agony I cannot imagine, an impossible math problem of justice and love.
Only One who can save us is Jesus
And when he does, nothing remains the same