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Turkey 2014 – Day Four Hierapolis to Bodrum

Wednesday, April 16th, 2014 | Comments Off on Turkey 2014 – Day Four Hierapolis to Bodrum

After a late night drive and early morning wake-up call, Pamukkale greeted us with dark skies and rain showers. Sleepiness and dampness aside, we were excited to get into the adjacent ruins and check out the museum! We have been here before but we visited on a Monday, when the museum is closed. After breakfast, a […]

Turkey 2014 – Day Three Istanbul to Pamukkale

Sunday, April 13th, 2014 | Comments Off on Turkey 2014 – Day Three Istanbul to Pamukkale

The weather has continued glorious. Mid sixties. Pleasant breeze. Perfect! This morning, after another typical Mediterranean breakfast of bread, meat, cheese, and olives, we packed our bags, checked out of our hotel, and trundled off to the Istanbul Archaeological Museum. Yesterday, passing in the vicinity of the museum, we’d asked about a cloak-room—someplace where we […]

Turkey 2014 – Day Two, Istanbul

Thursday, April 10th, 2014 | Comments Off on Turkey 2014 – Day Two, Istanbul

After a surprisingly productive night of sleep, we enjoyed a light breakfast at our hotel, the Karslioglu. Freshly boiled eggs, olives, meat and cheese, honey, and a loaf of bread each – not bad at all. Your body has trouble adjusting not only to the new sleeping pattern, it also gets a bit confused about […]

Turkey 2014 – Day One, Arriving in Istanbul

Tuesday, April 8th, 2014 | Comments Off on Turkey 2014 – Day One, Arriving in Istanbul

Tim and I left the states around 5:00 pm (EST) Monday and arrived in Istanbul at 3:45 pm (seven hours ahead of EST). Flying overseas is a long ordeal and really wipes you out. Arriving at the airport early, a couple of layovers, and long flights add up, especially when you have trouble sleeping on […]

In Honor of Desperation

Monday, March 31st, 2014 | Comments Off on In Honor of Desperation

Desperation, I suggest, is a tremendously important and vastly under-appreciated spiritual characteristic. We would rather champion commitment or discipline or strict obedience. We would sooner lionize love, joy, peace, patience and all the other spiritual fruit that spiritual people might bear. But beneath every spiritual blessing lie the gasped pleadings of the spiritually destitute. “Only […]

Beggars at the Door

Thursday, March 13th, 2014 | Comments Off on Beggars at the Door

The final story in Mark 7 tells of “some people” who came to Jesus on behalf of a deaf/mute. We do not know their names. We do not know their relationship to the man in question. We can only assume they were friends and neighbors who felt compassion for a man walled off in silence […]

Blind Contentment

Tuesday, March 11th, 2014 | Comments Off on Blind Contentment

In Mark, the sick and diseased beg Jesus for healing. Friends and neighbors beg for handicapped loved ones. Even demons beg Jesus in Mark! But not the religious authorities … not the Pharisees. Never. Not once. They wouldn’t stoop to ask anything of Jesus—other than his compliance and his repentance. They did not consider that […]

Beggars Can’t be Choosers

Thursday, March 6th, 2014 | Comments Off on Beggars Can’t be Choosers

The measure of someone’s desperation is, in part, what a person is willing to do for relief. Begging is certainly demeaning: the outstretched hand … the supplicating words. Seeking someone out, throwing yourself on his mercy, risking rebuke or rebuff—only desperate people behave in such a manner. Take this woman, for instance … this mother. […]

Beggars in Mark

Saturday, February 22nd, 2014 | Comments Off on Beggars in Mark

Begging is something that happens quite often in the world of the gospels. We come across beggars at the side of the road, asking for alms and the mercy of strangers. They panhandle for pennies. They heckle for handouts. They seek charity to ease hunger or cold. But some of the people who beg in […]

A Desperate Mother

Thursday, February 13th, 2014 | Comments Off on A Desperate Mother

Jesus entered a house and did not want anyone to know it; yet he could not keep his presence secret. In fact, as soon as she heard about him, a woman whose little daughter was possessed by an impure spirit came and fell at his feet. The woman was a Greek, born in Syrian Phoenicia. […]

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