Because He said so

The Son rose on Sunday morning. My daughter once asked me if we will meet all the characters from the Bible in heaven one day. Well, yes, the good ones of course. I would like to ask Mary Magdalene what went through her head that Sunday morning when she arrived at the empty tomb. Why

Walking through the desert

I started my journey through this desert fifteen years ago, when I was diagnosed with Rheumatoid Arthritis. An auto immune decease. In plain English, this means the immune system attacks the body itself. In the case of Rheumatoid Arthritis, the joints are the victims.  I felt like an old lady at twenty five. Am I