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Is Ken Weliever Guilty of Judging?

pot-und-kettle1“You’re judging,” is a charge that has been hurled at me through the years.  Then it is followed up with “And the Bible says it’s wrong to judge!”   

Though not said in those words, this sentiment has been expressed to me in comments on this blog when I condemn an immoral lifestyle.

Is this charge valid?  Am I guilt of judging?  Well, I guess it’s time to confess. Continue reading

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IT’S FRIDAY. BUT SUNDAY’S COMING! Faces Around the Cross: The Pathetic Pilate

PilateMax Lucado calls it “the most famous trial in history.”

And the Judge?  A man unqualified for the job.  His position was the result of the right connections.  And a fortuitous marriage to Claudia Proclua, whose father was Tiberius, the Roman Emperor.

So in A.D. 26 Pontus Pilate was appointed governor of Judea.  He was responsible for maintaining law and order in the raucous land filled with Jews that hated Rome.  He handed out justice. And collected taxes.

Historians describe him as tactless. Stubborn. Cruel.  Censorious. Demanding. Self-justifying.  Tyrannical.  And disrespectful of religion. Pilate was everything that Jesus wasn’t. Continue reading

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People Matter

In his book “A Gentle Thunder” Max Lucado tells the story of Karen Hill who is an Administrate Assistant in Austin, Texas.  Karen underwent surgery in a local hospital and when she  awoke in the recovery room, she could hear the moaning of a fellow patient.  She could hear a sympathetic nurse trying to comfort him.

“Settle down, Tom,” she said.” But still he moaned.  “It’s all right, Tom.  Just go with the pain.”

The man was quiet for a few moments, but began groaning again. “It’s okay, Tom. You’ll be fine.”  Finally the patient spoke.  Continue reading

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IT’S FRIDAY. BUT SUNDAY’S COMING! From Ordinary to Extraordinary

To the casual observer there was nothing unusual about these six hours.

To the casual observer this Friday was a normal Friday. Six hours of routine. Six hours of the expected.

Six hours. One Friday. Continue reading

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