The cross. It's everywhere--displayed on walls, worn as jewelry, adorning clothes and church-steeples, tattooed on people's skin, and so much more. But what about the tomb? The empty tomb? Don't get me wrong: I love the cross--or, more accurately, the meaning behind...
Jesus died because we were sinners. We are saints because of Him.
I’m sure we all know about the Garden of Gethsemane. But do you know what Gethsemane means?
We’re the dirt and tree. There’s life, strength, growth–all that painful, beautiful stuff–springing from the humble and broken.
We talk about being brothers and sisters in Christ, of having the same Father. But I guess I’ve never thought of us being family in this way.
Does it matter what others think?
Hi, I'm Julie, a 16 year-old lover of books, music, and Jesus. I'm a sophomore in high school (Abeka Academy), and am starting my second year of violin lessons. I also co-publish a digital magazine called Priceless geared toward teen girls. My desire is to use my words to glorify my Saviour and to encourage you in your walk with God. I'd love to hear from you!
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