Reaching for a Miracle?

Impossibly dead, Lazarus lay in a cave and Jesus ached. . . Impossibly bleeding for twelve years a crushed woman dared to reach through a crowd to Jesus. .
Impossibly dead, Lazarus lay in a cave and Jesus ached. . . Impossibly bleeding for twelve years a crushed woman dared to reach through a crowd to Jesus. .
Wide and young eyes gazed into a new distance full of wonder. As he marveled his eyes 'grew'. Unaccustomed to the expanse before his eyes, they became somewhat transfixed.
As this week ends I am reminded of the good Lord’s eternal faithfulness and righteousness. He is seated upon a throne supported by the legs of righteousness and justice.
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God and the Word was God. (John 1:1)Sneaking into an earthly history 2000 years ago was the Word.
A man is known by the friends he keeps, and the words he speaks.
Planes, trains and automobiles can all carry a ticket to ride. The ticket gets you on the vehicle and off. It requires a payment.
As with a labyrinth there exists a blind impossibility to not finding the right way out of life.
Persistent in Scriptures are those whose souls hunger for the heavens. Man was not made for this world.
Where is love if it finds no agreement with faithfulness? Where is righteousness if peace does not rally? Love and faithfulness meet together; righteousness and peace kiss each other.
A man guards within his heart what he condemns many times over in others.