There is no one — not now, not ever — who cannot be included in the family of God through the efficacy of Christ’s saving power.
What do we do with Katie Luther? What kind of historical character can we paint her to be?
Addiction is the warped fruit of a good tree: a sign that the heart longs for transcendence but has sought it in places too small, too finite to hold such hunger.

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He will plead guilty on our behalf, and suffer the death sentence in our place.
He is not ashamed to call us brothers and sisters, even as we curse and yell at him for not pleasing us with our pettish wishes.
He is our gold. He is our pure garment. He is our healing. He is our sanity. He is our wholeness.
That is the good news that ifies all hand wringing and wipes away every tear from every eye.
He would not go back on his word, for his word is the word of the Father and the Spirit, and they all say “come.”
Today, by faith, we live free from condemnation, free from the fear of death, free from all slander the devil could whisper and scatter about us. In Him we have a new family, the family of the forgiven.
Indeed, the law said, “You shall love the Lord your God,” but the law cannot give me such love, nor can it take my hand to grasp on to Christ.
With this declaration of peace, Jesus was telling His disciples, ‘Because I died for you, you are now justified.’
The history of the early Reformation in the New World is both a tale of pirates and the battle of catechisms.
Since Adam, we are all illegal and undocumented aliens in God’s country.
As I write this, I wonder if perhaps I am stretching things a bit thinking that it would be relevant to a considerably more sophisticated audience. Perhaps we already know the Gospel, that we are all sinners.
God’s grace is extended to the incorrigible alcoholic as well as to us, the more sophisticated sinners and drunks.