Learning my lines . . .
. . . discovering what it means to follow Jesus, seeing my story swept up into his . . .

In Christ Alone. . . .

And so we find ourselves immersed in Holy Week. Because I grew up in an intentionally Christian home, this week and the events it commemorates are familiar. . . 57 years familiar. I don’t know what familiarity does to you, but I tend to forget. . . to take for granted. . . to not appreciate as I should. And so once again, I enter into a week of deliberate contemplation and thought about radically amazing and beyond belief realities that I can never allow to become too familiar.

Over the course of the last few years I’ve come to appreciate the role that theologically-sound music plays in my preparation to celebrate the resurrection of the Savior. Stuart Townend and the Gettys have been most helpful. I trust this musical reminder will serve you as a gateway into a deeper understanding and appreciation as it has me. . . .

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