I once heard that life was like a river. There are two types of people in the river of life: those who only float and those who swim.
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In 2001, I was appointed to pastor a small town with no more than 1,000 inhabitants. It was my first appointment.
I remember when I was a teenager, my dad had some planting property.
If something that makes me happy is to eat in the company of someone, and the more people, the better.
A few days ago, I shared with my church, “How nice it would be if our life were full of good moments.”
The preacher and teacher, the writer of the book of Ecclesiastes, says that God made everything beautiful, but there is a condition for the beauty of each stage of life: That everything is lived “in its time.”
Most of us have been related to the church for years and grew up in it, and we have at least one favorite pastor that we admire for his work or the relationship we had with him.
At some point in our lives, we all have felt that we have so many things to do and that time is running out.
Dorcas apparently did not have many talents, but what she had, she put at the service of her Lord.
Some of you know that my wife has Lupus. She was diagnosed when she was 17 years old.