Have you ever been to a funeral?

There are days when attendance in church is easy. Prayers flow freely. Relationships are not strained. Days in office tick without effort. Things seem great. You say to yourself I’m good. My faith is good. My life is good. And then there are days where you fall short.

IT was the morning of another overcast Sunday. Adrian’s dormitory room feebly lit up through its dust-stained windows. Off late, he had grown averse to even waking upon time when it was gloomy outside. ‘Where is the will? I seem to have lost it,’ he grumbled, his eyes barely open. It wasn’t until the previous night …

A Time for Everything For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven:

My name is Lazarus and I’m a believer of Christ.