Life's Inanities and Ironies

Forty days after the resurrection, the risen Jesus stood on the Mount of Olives with His closest followers. He had proven He was alive—eating fish, teaching Scripture, opening minds that had once been locked in confusion. He spoke plainly about the kingdom of God . Then He issued the final marching orders: “You will receive power when the Holy Spirit comes on you, and you will be my witnesses in Jerusalem, and in all Judea and Samaria, and to the ends of the earth” ( Acts 1:8 ). A moment later He was taken up before their eyes. A cloud hid Him from sight. The disciples did what any of us would do: they froze, necks craned, eyes glued to the sky, staring into empty blue as if sheer willpower could pull Him back down.   That is when two men in white appeared and asked the question that still cuts through every prophecy conference, every end-times podcast, and every late-night headline scroll:   **“ Men of Galilee, why do you stand here looking into the sky? ”** ( Act...

In the hustle of modern life—where notifications ping like enemy fire and headlines scream doom—it's easy to lose sight of what truly matters. As conservative Christians , we fight hard for biblical values : the sanctity of life, the definition of marriage, the pursuit of justice in a fallen world. But amid the battles, are we staring at the wrong horizon? Drawing from Acts 1:3-11 , this post explores the Ascension of Jesus and a piercing angelic question: *What are you looking at?* It's a call to refocus on the mission that outlasts elections and cultures. If you're weary from scrolling through culture-war casualties or praying for revival that feels delayed, pull up a chair. Let's unpack this ancient scene and apply it to our Indiana winters and beyond. (Shoutout to my fellow Hoosiers—yes, even in Indianapolis , the Gospel calls us outward.) The Proofs and the Promise: Forty Days of Resurrection Reality Picture the disciples: battle-scarred from betrayal, crucifixion...