In 2020, I performed with Takoma Academy’s chorale at the Capitol Hill church in Washington, D.C. Earlier that week, I had celebrated my 16th birthday. But sadly, I lost a family member the next day. I walked into church that Sabbath with intense emotions.
I woke up this morning with “The Lord’s Last Supper” on my mind. We participate in this ceremony once a quarter, but do we really think about its meaning? Does it stimulate our remembrance of Christ?
When I read this verse, it reminds me that we can come to Jesus just as we are. There is no need to pretend like we have life all figured out or that we don’t have problems.
It happened in the summer on a Sunday morning. I was awakened by my wife who said, “Wake up, the babies are here!” This was no dream; this was reality. This was the day. You see, we were expecting the surprise of our lives: three babies. Yes, triplets!
Jeremiah 29:11 has become one of my favorite texts. It helps me remember that God is in control of my life. He wants me to rely on Him and to implement His plans.
Since the time I was baptized into the Seventh-day Adventist Church
as a teenager, I must admit my faith has teetered. I finally embraced the fact that having a daily scheduled time with God is imperative to my survival.
College is a hard time for most young adults. Personally, that period of my life was lonely and discouraging, full of seemingly endless work on top of regular everyday life while figuring out how to be and act like an adult.
