Category In pursuit of Jesus
Each surge of guilt stripped another layer of her heart leaving it raw. Like salty ocean currents on open wounds condemnation, steeped to her very core.
Enticed by promises of a grand time we arrive at these soirees primped, preened eager to delight our senses.
I was at an all-female bible study tonight and the question was asked; why did Jesus choose to reveal himself to Mary Magdalene first, before anyone else? It was noted that in those days women did not hold positions of prominence in the church and so this act seemed to be of some cultural or […]