Maybe you are thinking about neighbors you have or Muslims you regularly see in different places, and you know they need Jesus. You would like to focus on them this Ramadan season. You aren't alone!
You have us. We will help you in every way possible, with encouragement and tools for prayer and action. Throughout Ramadan you and your family can start simply, with daily Forever Friends-based visual guides to prayer and action that will only take a minute or two of your time.
We'll begin posting our Ramadan Prayer Guide for Families on Thursday, April 23. These daily posts will guide you through May 24, the last day of Ramadan. Thanks for joining us!
Eastertide is a thing! The word itself makes Easter live on—gives it movement, a destiny that fulfills resurrection purpose and joy. I love the word itself; it stirs my soul into what’s next.
It is rarely spoken of in Christian circles anymore, but it has a very significant place in traditional, liturgical calendars. It marks the 50-day period between Easter and Pentecost Sunday. Each Sunday in this season Christians celebrate Jesus’ resurrection from the dead in a way that anticipates Pentecost—the birth of Christ’s Church—when 120 God-fearing believers from “every nation under heaven” (Acts 2:5) were filled with the Holy Spirit and spoke in tongues they didn’t know (Acts 2:6).
The purpose of this infilling was and continues to be empowerment for witness, for carrying the gospel’s great news to everyone who has not yet heard it. They were being equipped for God’s mission to bless the world with God’s free gift of eternal life.
Hard boiled eggs are everywhere these days. We are pickling, deviling, chopping, and whipping them into all kinds of recipes and quasi respectable meal concoctions. The egg glut is proof that Easter came, and will be fully fare-welled when the last of our left-over hen fruit are eaten or affectionately fed to the kitchen sink disposal.
Or will it? This Easter has felt different from the start, and I don’t sense we are ready for it to move on just yet.
The only reason I haven’t joined in the frantic hunt for hand sanitizer this virus season is because I already have more than I’ll use. I’m a grandma AND the wife of an endearing germaphobe. I carry the stuff in my purse, along with a travel-sized package of germ-annihilating hand wipes. I make sure I’m able to sanitize well, no matter whose sneeze I’ve just neutralized …or when my concerned hubby might ask if my hands are clean.
Before our current pandemic it had never crossed my mind that the alcohol content of sanitizer must be 60-95 percent to meet the necessary criteria for clean. It was a fact that didn’t seem to matter much before now.
