God’s love, which is stronger than death, is causing me to continue walking the path of the mission the Lord has given me (John 6:1–15). “At that very time some Pharisees came and said to Him, ‘Leave this place and go somewhere else. Herod wants to kill You.’ He replied, ‘Go tell that fox, “I will keep driving out demons and healing people today and tomorrow, and on the third day I will reach My goal.” In any case, I must press on today and tomorrow and the next day—for surely no prophet can die outside Jerusalem! Jerusalem, Jerusalem, you who kill the prophets and stone those sent to you, how often I have longed to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, and you were not willing. Look, your house is left to you desolate. I tell you, you will not see Me again until you say, “Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord” (Luke 13:31–35). ...
‘O you of little faith, consider the lilies.’ “And which of you by worrying can add even one cubit to his stature? If then you cannot do even a very little thing, why do you worry about other matters? Consider the lilies, how they grow: they neither spin nor weave; yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his glory was clothed like one of these. But if God so clothes the grass, which is alive in the field today and tomorrow is thrown into the furnace, how much more will He clothe you, O you of little faith?” (Luke 12:25–28) (1) After reading today’s passage, Luke 12:25–28, I reread it in the original Greek. The first Greek word that caught my attention was “ὀλιγόπιστοι” (oligopistoi) — “you of little faith.” (a) This Greek word is a compound of “ὀλίγος” (oligos) meaning “little” and “πίστις” (pistis) meaning “faith.” It refers to a state of be...