Stepping into the light means stepping out of the darkness of old mindsets, preconceived ideas about God that do not take the whole of Godโs story into account.
Gospel of John: Voice From Heaven
The Gospel of John, unlike the Synoptic Gospels, does not contain Jesusโ prayer in Gethsemane. Instead, it is here, in the streets of Jerusalem that John remembered Jesus expressing something of how deep the cost would be for him, to face the cross.
Gospel of John: The Hour Has Come
Following Jesus undoubtedly means sacrifice, but as with Mary, our stories will be wrapped together with Jesus for all eternity.
Gospel of John: A Brief Pause
As I look at my โHarmony of the Four Gospelsโ by Orville Daniel, I am struck both by where all four narratives of Passion Week overlap, and where John is either silent, or the only gospel speaking.
Gospel of John: Three Prophecies Fulfilled
As soon as the pilgrims streaming into Jerusalem from Bethany saw Jesus on the colt, they began to throw down their cloaks, cut palm branches and sing Hosanna--on purpose! They knew what they were doing.
Gospel of John: Why Palm Branches?
Today is the fourth foundational back story to really understand the emotion of the throng singing โAllelu Yah!โ To Jesus, as he rode into Jerusalem.
Gospel of John: Passion Week
Let's step back and gather some important background information before we take a deep dive into John's account of Jesus' Passion Week.
Gospel of John: Judas Speaks
You and I might think evil is easy to recognize. But the truth is, evil much more often comes in disguise, pretending to be oh so good, oh so high minded.
Gospel of John: Spikenard
She was held in his gaze, paused, at peace, at rest, then Jesus closed his eyes, and an audible groan rose up from voice after voice, as she rose to up on her knees, lifted the jar with both hands, and poured a golden green brooklet of ambrosial oil onto Jesusโ head. Narrow rills streamed through his hair, and over his beard, the perfume so potent it overwhelmed even the incense burners.
Gospel of John: A Leper’s Thanksgiving
She carefully placed the jar in the nest of linen cloths that lined its cedar container, closed the lid, and resealed it with her signet. At the banquet, she would break this seal one last time.

