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The Immeasurable Mercy of God
Salvation, Humility, Forgiveness, God's goodness Dana Rongione Salvation, Humility, Forgiveness, God's goodness Dana Rongione

The Immeasurable Mercy of God

As I read this passage in my daily devotions this week, I was reminded of an incredible truth: God's mercy knows no bounds. No one is too far gone for His forgiveness and grace. Not even the wicked King Ahab, as we'll see.

In 1 Kings 21, ruthless Ahab coveted a vineyard belonging to Naboth. When Naboth refused to sell it, spiteful Queen Jezebel arranged for Naboth to be falsely accused and stoned to death so Ahab could seize the land.

Yet despite this appalling injustice and all the wickedness Ahab had done in his lifetime, God later showed mercy to Ahab. How? And better yet, why?

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Prisoners of Christ, Part Three: Hope in the Darkest Hour
hope, faith, salvation, despair, hopelessness Dana Rongione hope, faith, salvation, despair, hopelessness Dana Rongione

Prisoners of Christ, Part Three: Hope in the Darkest Hour

Join me as we conclude our powerful Bible study series on Acts 16:16-34 with a story of hope and redemption. Explore the prison keeper's desperate situation as he wakes up to find the doors open and assumes the worst. Reflect on the relevance of his struggle to the prevalent issue of suicide today.

Discover the life-changing encounter between the prison keeper and Paul, where salvation takes center stage. Witness the relief and transformation that unfold when he realizes the prisoners are still there. Find inspiration in the simplicity of salvation through belief in the Lord Jesus Christ.

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Looking for Something?
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Looking for Something?

While on our daily walk yesterday, Tess and I came across a couple working diligently in the ditch on the side of the road. As usual, Tess wanted to stop and greet the people, so we chatted for several minutes.

I learned they were trying to uncover the water main to their house, which had become buried under a year’s growth of brush and bramble. They knew the approximate location of the main, but with all the thorns, grass, and weeds, they couldn’t find it. I didn’t envy them. The day was frigid and damp, and the ditch stretched on quite a ways. The brush was thick, and despite the abundance of rain, the ground was hard.

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