Webb Baptist Church

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05/10/2026

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05/03/2026

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04/05/2026

Holy Saturday.

The quiet day.
The in-between.
The day where everything feels still… and uncertain.

The cross stands empty.
The tomb is sealed.
Hope feels buried.

Heaven is silent.
Or at least… it seems that way.

But what no one could see,
was that Heaven was preparing the greatest miracle the world would ever know.

Because silence doesn’t mean absence.
Silence doesn’t mean forgotten.
Silence doesn’t mean defeated.

It means God is working… even when we can’t feel it.

So if today feels heavy,
if your prayers feel unanswered,
if your hope feels quiet…

Remember this:
The same silence that held the tomb…
was the silence right before resurrection.

Sunday is coming.

04/04/2026

Good Friday.

Today is heavy. Quiet. Sacred.

This is the day everything looked lost.
The day hope seemed to be nailed to a cross.

Jesus was beaten, mocked, and crucified.
Not because He was powerless, but because He chose to stay.

He could have come down.
He could have called angels.
He could have stopped it all.

But He didn’t.

Because of love.

And it begs the question…
Why is it called “Good” Friday?

It didn’t look good.
It didn’t feel good.

But it’s called good because of what Jesus accomplished through it.

What looked like the worst day in history
became the greatest act of love the world has ever known.

On the cross, Jesus took on sin, shame, and separation, not for Himself, but for us.

Because of that day:
We have forgiveness.
We have grace.
We have access to God.
We have hope.

The cross wasn’t the end of the story, it was the price of it.

It didn’t look like victory.
It didn’t feel like hope.
But even in the darkness, God was working.

Today reminds us:
Love stayed.
Grace held on.
And even death didn’t have the final word.

Sunday is coming. ✝️

04/03/2026

Holy Thursday.

Tonight we remember the quiet kind of love.

The kind that kneels down and washes feet.
The kind that breaks bread and calls it His body.
The kind that looks betrayal in the eye… and still chooses love.

On Holy Thursday, Jesus didn’t just speak about love. He showed us what it looks like in action. Humble. Sacrificial. Unconditional.

He knew what was coming.
The cross wasn’t a surprise.
And still… He stayed. He served. He gave.

“Love one another as I have loved you.” (John 13:34)

That’s the call. Not just to feel love, but to live it.
Even when it’s hard. Even when it costs something.

Tonight, slow down. Reflect.
Ask yourself, what does love look like in my life right now?

Because this is where it begins. 🤍

04/02/2026

Today is the quiet tension of Holy Week. Judas walked away from the life he knew and agreed to betray Jesus for thirty pieces of silver. He looked like a friend, moved like a friend, but his heart was already set on betrayal.

It’s easy to miss this day because nothing dramatic happens in the streets. But the weight of what’s coming is here. Sin is often quiet, hidden, creeping in where we least expect it. Jesus knew what was coming. He knew the pain, the heartbreak, the betrayal. Guess what? He still chose love.

Wednesday reminds us: even in the quiet moments, God’s plan is moving forward. Even when betrayal comes, even when things feel heavy and unseen, His love never wavers.

It’s Wednesday, but Sunday is coming.

04/01/2026

Holy Tuesday. The Day Truth Taught.

Yesterday, Jesus flipped tables.
Today, He spoke hard truth.

Both were love.

They wanted a warrior King to overthrow Rome.
They got a Savior speaking truth that required change.

Because sometimes we don’t reject Jesus because He’s wrong, we reject Him because His truth asks us to surrender.

He came to change hearts, not just circumstances.
And truth is harder to celebrate than miracles.

They wanted power.
He came with humility.
They wanted control.
He came with surrender.
They wanted a throne.
He came with a cross.

He didn’t hide! He taught, corrected, warned, and loved.
Even when people walked away.

And the truth He spoke on Tuesday…
is what made the cross on Friday necessary.
Sunday is coming.

03/30/2026

Monday wasn’t soft, quiet, or passive.

Jesus entered the temple and drove out what didn’t belong. Not out of uncontrolled anger, but out of love and a deep desire for holiness. He refused to stay silent when God’s house had been turned into something it was never meant to be. That part matters.

They made it about profit, appearance, and gain.
Jesus flipped the tables anyway.

And then there was the fig tree. Full of leaves, looking healthy and alive, but producing no fruit.

God isn’t impressed by appearance.
Not by looking the part while producing nothing.

He wants fruit.
Real fruit.
Obedience. Integrity. A heart that is pure, even when no one is watching.

Palm Sunday reminds us to praise.
Monday reminds us to examine.

Today is a good day to pause and ask:
What in my life needs to be surrendered, removed, or realigned?
What needs to be flipped over in me?
What have I allowed in places that are meant to stay holy?
Where am I full of leaves, but empty of fruit?

Let’s make room for Him.

“And Jesus went into the temple of God, and cast out all them that sold and bought in the temple, and overthrew the tables of the moneychangers… and said unto them, It is written, My house shall be called the house of prayer; but ye have made it a den of thieves.”
— Matthew 21:12–13 KJV