Found myself reflecting on the words of an old hymn at Easter and suddenly realising afresh the powerful meaning of them... Look! you saints the sight is glorious! See the man of sorrows now! From the fight returned victorious, Every knee to Him shall bow. Crown Him, crown Him! Crowns become the victors brow! These … Continue reading The Champion!
In a world that likes to exalt man and speak of his advances and goodness, the cross doesn't make sense. In a world that likes to say we are all victims but no one's guilty, the cross is a foreign and alien concept. For many it belongs to a bygone era when humanity didn't understand … Continue reading The Cross Has Said It All