05.02.2019 - By Max Lucado
One moment he was royalty; the next he was in poverty. He was ridiculed and accused of a crime he never committed. They killed him. He was buried in a borrowed grave. He should have been bitter or angry. But he wasn’t. He was joyful. He was even joyful as he hung on a tool of torture, his hands pierced with six-inch spikes. Jesus embodied a stubborn joy. A joy that held its ground against pain. A joy whose roots extended into the bedrock of eternity. What type of joy is this? What is the source of this peace that … Listen Now
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