Growing up, I was never one of the cool kids (shocker, I know) and I wasn't a jock nor a band geek (again, surprising, no?). I was an outcast. I had my small group of friends, but I wasn't part of the bigger groups like athletics or music. Not that I was picked on, mind you. For the most part, I was ignored. I just shuffled through high school trying to keep under the radar. To be fair, I don't know that I've outgrown that. I still feel like an outcast when I'm around others that I don't know. But there is good news for outcasts like me - Jesus came to give the outcast a home. And the hope of Christmas means that anyone who is an outcast, anyone who feels like an outsider has a home in God's Kingdom. I can't wait to share this message with you this week. ![]()
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May 2022
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