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In the tumultuous seas of life, when the storms rage and the winds howl, there is a call that resounds through the ages, a call that echoes from the very heart of God Himself. It is a call that reaches out to every one of us who will listen, regardless of our station or circumstance.

As I continue my faith journey, one of the things I’ve noticed that candidly surprised me is that I need Jesus more and more the further I go. I’m not sure why, but I used to think it was the opposite. I thought the faith journey was somewhat like a child, who, as they matured, needed their parents less and less. I thought I would gain independence as I grew.

I’ve recently been listening to a sermon series on 1-2 Samuel. I absolutely love the rich pictures that are drawn from the narrative stories. They are obviously so much more than a recitation of history. The stories teach us about the character of God. In 1 Samual 13:14, we see that David was a man after God’s own heart. As we read the stories of David, many of them reveal God’s heart in David.

As we approach the sacred season of Easter, our hearts are drawn once again to the immeasurable mercy and grace of our Lord Jesus Christ. It is in the shadow of the cross and the radiance of the empty tomb that we encounter the profound narrative of the woman caught in adultery in John 8:1-12, a narrative that pulsates with the heartbeat of redemption.

In a bustling metropolitan city, nestled between towering skyscrapers and the hum of urban life, lived a young woman named Rachel. She found herself in a challenging season, having recently moved to the city after the passing of her husband. Still in the depths of her loss, and struggling to make ends meet, Rachel took a job at a local café, where she poured her heart into her work.