Category Archives: Luke

The thought of Jesus weeping kind of arrested me this morning. I’m reading the account of His triumphal entry . . . that foreshadowing of His entry into Jerusalem as King . . . accompanied by such an outburst of … Continue reading →

If you pause to reflect, he really does kind of capture the imagination. The guy’s a shrimp . . . just a little squirt . . . I also imagine him as being kind of out of shape . . … Continue reading →

Add another one to the “I don’t think I ever noticed it before” column. Reading this morning in the first 13 verse of Luke 11 . . . kind of a mini “sermon on the mount” . . . parallels … Continue reading →

She was the one who welcomed Him into her house. You sense that Martha was accustomed to opening up her home to others . . . it seems that even on this occasion, He was one of a few guests … Continue reading →

I think it must have separated their heads from their shoulders . . . I can see them doing the classic double-take snap of the head as they exclaim, “What?!?” Their brows are furled . . . they are scratching … Continue reading →

Luke 7:36-50 records what has to be one of the most dramatic . . . one of the most stirring . . . one of the most convicting episodes in the life of Jesus. Altogether . . . in one … Continue reading →

The atmosphere in that Nazareth synagogue on that morning must have been charged with anticipation as Jesus stood to read. I bet you could have heard a pin drop as all eyes were fixed on Joseph’s son. It had been … Continue reading →

So what would that have been like? Sure, seeing was believing, but I’m wondering if they couldn’t believe what they were seeing. They thought they had lost Him to death . . . only to again encounter Him again as … Continue reading →