"Father, into your hands I commit my spirit." - Luke 23:46 By Danielle Dietrich Those who know me, know I am generally an emotional person. I often tell people that "any emotion above an 8, I'm in tears." Happy, sad, angry, overwhelmed, it doesn't matter, I'm crying. Often the thought of Christ's death brings me to tears. The depths of pain, injustice, and betrayal o...

Revelation 5:1-14 Then I saw in the right hand of him who was seated on the throne a scroll written within and on the back, sealed with seven seals. And I saw a mighty angel proclaiming with a loud voice, "Who is worthy to open the scroll and break its seals?" And no one in heaven or on earth or under the earth was able to open the scroll or to look into it, and I began t...

Revelation 1:9-20 9I, John, your brother andpartner inthe tribulation andthe kingdom andthe patient endurance that are inJesus, was on the island called Patmoson account of the word of God and the testimony of Jesus.10I was in the Spirit on the Lord's day, and I heard behind me a loud voicelike a trumpet11saying,"Write what you see in a book and send it to the seven chu...

Galatians 6:1-10 1 Brothers, if anyone is caught in any transgression,you who are spiritual should restore him ina spirit of gentleness. Keep watch on yourself, lest you too be tempted.2Bear one another's burdens, andso fulfill thelaw of Christ.3Forif anyone thinks he is something,when he is nothing, he deceives himself.4But let each onetest his own work,and then his reas...

Galatians 3:23-29 23Now before faith came, we were held captive under the law,imprisoned until the coming faith would be revealed.24So then,the law was ourguardian until Christ came,in order that we might be justified by faith.25But now that faith has come, we are no longer under a guardian,26for in Christ Jesusyou are all sons of God, through faith.27For as many of you a...

Most of my childhood memories involve the beach. I used to build sandcastles, look for seashells, and dig through the sand looking for treasures, only to find what most often turned out to be just small sticks, bottle caps, and other debris. I once heard someone describe how difficult times are like the sifting of sand. It's as if God digs deep into our hearts, revealing ...