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 other day a prominent Evangelical pastor tweeted, “My life’s commitment is to talk about the Bible in such a way that fake Christians feel fake — so that they can be saved.”
God’s children spent 40 years wandering in the wilderness. Imagine the hopelessness. Imagine the frustration.
I am a time traveler now. It all started this past Christmas. My son gave my husband and me DNA kits, and the instructions suggested that.
Pastors are built from the same stuff as everyone else. That’s good, and that’s bad.
Is there ever a time in a Christian’s life when there is less need for grace? Think about it.
I finally climbed all 109 mountains. My journey began out of desperation, fueled by anger, fear, resentment.
Netflix just recently released a series called The Umbrella Academy, another comic book series adapted for screen.
I was once asked why I thought young people were leaving the church in droves after they graduated high school.
If you are going to memorize a passage of Scripture, can I suggest these two verses?
We’ve all been there, waiting in line to check out, and the person ahead of us questions the price of something that was just rung up.
To be human is to be preoccupied with averting pain and despair. But despair gets a bad rap.
You have heard it said that "Dead men tell no tales." “Ah, but they do tell tales!” says I.