Pastor Rich Bitterman

The Day the Prince of Darkness Died Ozzy Osbourne’s Final Appointment with Eternity I was 16 the first time I heard “Mr. Crowley.” The way it began…haunting organ, crashing guitar…grabbed me by the throat. I didn’t know what the lyrics meant. I didn’t care. I was angry,…

There is another garden. Another Adam. Another test. Not a tree of death, but a cross of shame. And Christ, unlike Adam, obeys. He resists the serpent. He bears the curse. He enters death for His bride. The rib was taken from the side of a sleeping man. Blood and water…

Then the Lord God formed the man. Not with a wand. But with His hands. The word used is the same one used of a potter shaping clay. And then…He breathed. No other creature received that breath. Only Adam. A living soul, awakened by the breath of God. The body, yes, was…

God may be silent, but He has not left you. The silence is not His abandonment. It may be His mercy.

Cain brought crops. Jesus brought himself. Cain killed the innocent. Jesus was the innocent who was killed. Cain was marked to warn the world. Jesus was scarred to save it. There are still two altars. One built with effort. The other soaked in grace. There are still two…

There are people all around you who will never be prayed for unless you pray for them. Who will lift them to heaven if not you?

The Seed is born. And the serpent circles. Herod sends his soldiers. Jesus flees to Egypt. The wilderness calls. Satan tempts Him. Jesus stands. Religious leaders plot. Crowds jeer. Judas kisses. Soldiers scourge. And then comes the cross. The serpent strikes His heel…

They didn’t fall by accident. They didn’t stumble into rebellion. They wanted what God had withheld. They desired the thing He had called forbidden. They looked at the serpent, looked at the fruit, and decided that God was not enough. Eve reached. Adam stood beside her.…

Today is not just Sunday.....it’s the Lord’s day!

May Christ be exalted from every pulpit tomorrow!!!

She Came from His Side July 19, 2025 - Genesis 2:18-25 It began with silence. Not the silence of absence, but of completion. The sun traced soft shadows through a garden unspoiled. No violence. No hunger. No aching joints. No history yet. Only morning. And then, the Word of…

To the brother yesterday who asked if he should keep going—yes. This was written for you. ___________________________________________________ If You’ve Been Holding God at Arm’s Length…To the Doubter A lone figure kneels in a beam of light cutting through a darkened room, head…

From the dust, He shapes a man. Not a creature driven by appetite. Not a beast walking upright. A man. Alive with the breath of God. Imprinted with His image. He is not made after his kind. He is not part of a chain. He is something altogether new. He thinks. He…