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A person can know the language of faith and still walk past a wounded neighbor. That is one of the piercing truths in Luke 10:25-37. Jesus tells a story that begins with a question from a religious expert. He asks what he must do to inherit eternal life. Jesus points him back to the law, to love God with all the heart, soul, strength, and mind, and to love your neighbor as yourself. Then comes the question that tries to draw a boundary around love. “Who is my neighbor?” Jesus

In Matthew 13, Jesus tells one of His most familiar parables, the parable of the Sower. A farmer goes out to scatter seed. Some seed falls on the path, some on rocky ground, some among thorns, and some on good soil. Same Sower. Same seed. Different soil. That detail matters. Jesus isn’t starting His teaching on discipleship with a command to work harder, serve more, or prove ourselves. He starts with the heart. Before mission, obedience, compassion, sacrifice, or grace, Jesus

Before the nails pierced His hands, before the thorns pressed into His brow, before the crowd shouted and the soldiers mocked, Jesus entered a garden. The cross was public. The garden was private. The cross was seen by enemies, followers, soldiers, and passersby. The garden was seen by only a few tired disciples and the Father who heard every word Jesus prayed. Many people think the greatest battle happened at Calvary, and in one sense, it did. The cross is where Jesus gave H

The Great Commission was never meant to rest on the shoulders of a few brave people “out there” somewhere. Jesus gave it to His disciples, and through them, to the whole Church. That means every believer has a place in the work of making disciples. Some go across oceans. Some serve in neighborhoods, shelters, homes, schools, and city streets. Some preach, teach, translate, counsel, feed, pray, give, encourage, and stand beside those on the front lines. When we support mission