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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The Gospel is simple to confess. That is, we are justified by faith alone, through Christ alone, without the works of the Law.
I, like you probably, have an uncontrollable aversion to any food product that is past its expiration date.
Jesus comes to pop our bubbles of pride, implode our towers of vanity, expose our arrogant adulting ways, and brings us down, down, down. Down to his level, which is the level of crucifixion.
You may have seen the uproar from a recent blog post suggesting that virgins who forego college, learn to cook big meals and abstain from tattoos make more desirable wives.
Our complaints about God's grace always sound the same: "It was good to see him in church with his son this morning.
I don’t know if you’re like me or not, but ideas can kick around in my head in a big jumble for awhile and then, all of a sudden, something random makes all of the pieces come together.
Nothing is easier than making grace unamazing. Just do what comes naturally.
To be sure, the devil has an incredible arsenal of assaults with which he can waylay believers into ineptitude and ineffectiveness.
Why confess sin? Is it so we can get rewarded by God? A little extra grace or material good for our troubles, maybe.
Let's face it, Christianity is not for everyone.
All the verbs of our salvation are passive. God calls and gathers people to him through his Gospel.
I have found that if I want to get people talking (especially guys), all I have to do is ask them about their father.