2025
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My belief and idea of a Wednesday crucifixion might not be the mainstream view among some New Testament scholars, yet as a theologian and scholar myself, I say it deserves a fair look. Folks who hold this view lean hard on the plain wording of Matthew 12:40, where Jesus said He’d be “three days and… Read more
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Human nature doesn’t change, but expressions do: Selfishness isn’t new, it’s baked into fallen humanity (Romans 3:23, Jeremiah 17:9). My parents and grandparents’ era had its own struggles, but community norms and fewer distractions made Christ like behavior more visible and reinforced. Now, with less external pressure to act generously, the default can lean to… Read more
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May 2025 This morning, I set out for a quiet walk along the track near my home. The air was mild for the season, and several others were already out, enjoying the unexpected warmth. I parked near the tennis courts, stepped through the gate, and began walking, using the time to talk with the Lord… Read more
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There are many churches today participating in the current fad known as The Daniel Fast. This is a man-made so-called spiritual activity that is supposed to automatically draw you closer to God by eating things that are on a list and not eating things that are not on a list. If you partake of this… Read more
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Inside my rib cage lies a grave marked with 6 names and on the ground surrounding it are the remnants of a boy lost in memories and dreams,starved of life, breath fading; lost beneath what could have been This boy, that I the old man am, are one in the same: He often does not… Read more
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I sit with affective empathy in my office and cradle my coffee while lost in a mosaic of fractured reflections from the storm in the mind of the person across the desk from me watching out the slightly open window as a petulant child tugs on the hem of her mother’s patience, and hearing her… Read more
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Because Jesus thought so much of you,to place you in my way,I found redemption, and as I sit with my butter pecan coffee each sip reminds me that grace drives a wheelchair Tears and prayers of my parents stored by God, we’re released When you speak,the world of Satan trembles, and my heart and soul… Read more
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Christmas is upon me yet again:ten years have passed,the calendars pages turn month by month ,but I remain as a mere “X” with no lateral motion each shadow a story with my permanent companions pain, anger,loss ; these are true friendsI carry the weightof a thousand whispers daily and hundreds of thousands of emotions firing… Read more
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Today is another day where I am Schrödinger’s cat sitting in the box along with uncertainty, which stems from the weight of possibility that I am both alive and dead simultaneously Hourly I am pinned between the what if, and the never was,a silent empty chair across from me the uninvited guest,the taste of stale… Read more
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In the colored lights glowing in December,the the scent of pine in wreaths and trees here I sit sifting through boxes of memories Shining, sparkling ornaments like ghosts,hanging heavy and each a fragment of laughter,a whisper now muffled,lost between carols and the weight of absence I remember the way they used to smile,how their laughter… Read more
The Quill of Samantha Grace Newcastle 