The year was 1978 near the spring Easter season, and my wife Barbara and I were on our first of many tours to the Holy Land.

When Jesus commanded His followers to take up their cross and follow Him, this is a call to die to ourselves or self- ...

At the cross … I bow my knee … where your blood was shed for me … there’s no greater love than this. The true meaning of Easter … that while Christ was on the cross … each one of us was on His mind.

To live passionately, in the truest sense of the word, is to follow the way of our Lord and accept the cost, whatever it may ...