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His feet move powerfully marking footprints in the sand where the shore glides up to the imprint. Its water dances softly into the sea leaving the marking. The holy marking. The sacred marking. Jesus’ feet.
Jesus is moving closer… and closer… The city is bustling faster… and faster… He isn’t stopping His stallion nor halting the pattern of His footprints imprinting in the sand. The movement of the Spirit hailing the dawning of the Lord’s day is swiftly propelling forward. When Jesus comes into town, He gets to work.
Who calls you? Who has access to you talk to you that closely?Jesus’ close proximity to you gives you access to His voice.
Prophesies of Jesus foretold… mysteries of Yahweh retold to generation after generation… Here unfolding is the beauty of God’s thoughts, God’s stories, God’s glories
The sunshine greets the day incoming as the Son of God encroaches on the river. The river flows softly, gently, abundantly...
In a crimson douse of cherry red the words of God and Spirit bled... covering you. Anointing you.
Continuing on in Matthew’s gospel, we arrive in chapter 13 where Jesus is making His way to the Sea of Galilee. If you are now joining this study, you can…
Continuing in our study of the gospel of Matthew, we pick up in chapter 12 after Jesus has spent time teaching and preaching throughout the cities of Galilee in chapter…
How amazing the kindness of the Lord. I’ve never been as astounded at the gravity of Jesus’ kindness to go to the cross as I was this Easter. Each year…