Tami H

Today is Good Friday… and if I’m being honest, it doesn’t feel “good.” I understand why it’s called that. I understand what it represents. And I know how the story ends that Jesus resurrected. But I don’t want to rush past what happened to get to Sunday. Because when I really stop and think about it…it breaks my heart. Jesus came to this earth as the Son of God fully human, fully divine and He was beaten, mocked, tortured, and ultimately crucified. That wasn’t a quick or peaceful death. It...

When I was younger, I believed in God because that’s what I was taught. It wasn’t something I wrestled with or questioned. It was just part of life. My mom believed. My family believed. So I believed. I prayed because that’s what you do. When something went wrong, I would turn to God. When I needed something, I would ask Him. Looking back now, I realize a lot of that was just… default. Not in a bad way. It was a good foundation. It gave me something to stand on. But it wasn’t deeply personal...

In broken world teetering on the edge, there is only One who holds it all together. Look around. It doesn’t take long to feel it, that heaviness of a world groaning under the weight of its own rebellion. Corporate greed hollowing out communities. Government corruption eroding trust. Leaders promising restoration while delivering ruin. Every institution we were told to believe in seems to be cracking at the foundation. And yet, none of this surprises God. The Problem With Putting Faith in Man...