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Luke 24:1-7 Let’s go in time and put ourselves in the shoes of these heartbroken people who watched the stone roll over the opening of the tomb.  Can you imagine what it must have felt like to watch the one you loved die after everything He did on this earth (The miracles, the teachings, the outpouring of love for lost and broken sinners).  Can you imagine what it must of felt like for Mary (the chosen sinner) to see her son and Lord Hang their on that cross.  Can you imagine how Peter felt seeing His Lord from a distance especially after the last words he spoke in front of His Lord was “I do not know the MAN”.  Can you imagine what it felt like for John to see His Lord breath His last breath and the last words Jesus says to Him is “Behold your mother” “When Jesus therefore saw His mother, and the disciple whom He loved (John) standing by, He said to His mother, "Woman, behold your son!" Then He said to the disciple, "Behold your mother!" And

The Adopting Grace Of God (Part 1)

Gal 3:26-29; 4:6 Over the past few months the Canadian government completed their commitment by bringing into our country 25,000 Syrian refugees in search of a new life. Some come looking for employment. Some come for better education. Some are seeking a better economy. Some want (and need) better healthcare. Some are fleeing an oppressive government. There are many reasons that people seek to come to our country.  And if you ask the overwhelming majority of immigrants they will say that they came here in order to find “a better life.”  In fact , most people, whether immigrant or natural born will tell you that they want a better life.  But there is a problem that many people use to measure “a better life.”  People think that things would be so much better if they could just attain certain positions and possessions.  You have heard the old saying that “the person with the most toys at the end wins ” .  Nothing could be further from the truth.  There are countles


James 3:1-12 There was a happy little family, living in a small town in North Dakota, even though the young mother had not been entirely well since the birth of her second baby. But each evening the neighbours were aware of a warmth in their hearts when they would see the husband and father being met at the gate by his wife and two small children. There was laughter in the evening too, and when the weather was nice father and children would romp together on the back lawn while mother looked on with happy smiles.  Then one day a village gossip started a story, saying that (the father) was being unfaithful to his wife, a story entirely without foundation. But it eventually came to the ears of the young wife, and it was more than she could bear. Reasons lefts its throne, and that night when her husband came home there was no one to meet him at the gate, no laughter in the house, no fragrant aroma coming from the kitchen, only coldness and something that chilled his heart with