Freedom at the Cross
Sunday April 15, 2001 was the first church service I ever attended and it just so happened to be an Easter Sunday service! I’ve often said there couldn’t be a better day to be introduced to the church. I sat amongst a joyous crowd that morning as we celebrated Christ’s resurrection. I had no idea what that meant at the time, but that really didn’t matter to me because being there felt good. As we are approaching Easter once again, I have been reminiscing about how ...