The baby of the next century, a famous inventor promised, would be rocked in a steel cradle, the family dining at a steel table in a house of steel. Even the most famous visionaries come up short. So where do we find security when our ideas seem misguided or downright bankrupt?
Easter is God’s profound statement that He not only listens, but He also saves.
Are our words promising things we have no intent to do that leave people to die or are they much needed refreshment in a hurting world?