No matter how many times we hear this good news, it never stops being good news.
Our faith is precisely where Paul puts it, namely, in the blood of Christ.
Just as trick-or-treaters arrive at doorsteps as beggars, we come to the Lord’s table with nothing to offer but our sin and need for forgiveness.

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I believe it’s no small charge to assert that there’s a massive problem in the majority of America’s pulpits.
This coming Sunday churches around the world will celebrate the big, splashy day of Pentecost. As well they should.
The church’s worship should boldly and explicitly do two things: confess the incarnation and practice for the resurrection.
We pray for God to deliver us from ourselves. To forgive us, for Jesus’s sake, when we do evil.
Christianity is not a solo endeavor. Not a private relationship between Jesus and me.
This is the night from when all those nights receive their light. For this is the night when Christ, the Life arose from the dead.
Have you ever wondered, of all the adjectives we could use to describe this day why in the world we chose the word “good?” Yeah, me too.
If he was not flesh, who was hung on the cross? And if he was not God, who shook the earth from its foundations?
I’m still laughing now as hard as I laughed back then. And the salve that he gave me in that moment still works some strange magic on me to this day.
When I first began to hear that the Bible’s good news was a whole lot less about me and a whole lot more about Christ, I just didn’t get it.
One of the common things I see my congregants struggle with is the concept of forgiveness. Contrary to what I had assumed would be the case, I find congregants don’t struggle so much with giving forgiveness as they do living with forgiveness.
On a recurring basis, Christians spot news headlines that signal yet one more moral collapse in society, the growing paganization of the cultures in which we live, the spread of antipathy toward the faith.