Some nights are darker than others. You know the kind. The road ahead is unclear. The stars are hidden. You’re walking forward, not because you see the whole way, but because standing still isn't an option. That’s where Psalm 119:105 meets us:“Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.” …
There’s something sacred about hands. The weathered hands of a carpenter. The gentle hands of a nurse. The strong hands of a father lifting his child to the sky. Hands tell stories. They build, they bless, they hold on when the world comes undone. “Thy hands have made me and fashioned me...” (Psalm 119:73) Can …
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Ezra never saw it coming. He had returned to Jerusalem full of hope, eager to restore worship and renew God’s law. The temple stood, the exiles were coming home, and the future seemed bright. His ministry had momentum. But then came the news—a gut-wrenching blow that knocked the wind out of him. “The people of …
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They weren’t priests. They weren’t prophets. They weren’t kings or warriors. But their names made the list. Tucked into the book of Ezra, amid the roll call of returning exiles, you’ll find them—the Nethinim. Temple servants. Ordinary, overlooked, uncelebrated. A group of 392 men, grafted into God’s people (Ezra 2:58). They didn’t start out in …
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