What a Difference a Day Makes for Us!

You’ve all seen the commercials. Mournful, soulful music is playing in the background. Images of malnourished dogs and cats, underprivileged children flash across the screen. Why do we see those images? You know, don’t you?

He Stands at the Door and Knocks

Death is the great equalizer. When that moment arrives, it matters little whether you are rich or poor, prince or pauper, whether you live uptown or downtown, in a mansion or a dump, whether your skin is black or white or red or yellow. All are equal before the presence of death.

The Blood of the New Covenant

Tonight we look at the background of Holy Communion as Luke lets us inside the upper room to see and hear our Savior institute this sacrament…

Finish Strong

Have you ever heard of a man named Derek Redmond? Derek Redmond became the British 400-meter record-holder when he was only 19 years old.

Woe to the Pot?

The older I’ve gotten, the more I’ve come to enjoy cooking. Some of it has come by necessity because of family schedules, but I do enjoy preparing meals for our family.

Scandalous Grace

For some, it is the gospel within the gospel, or even the most beautiful short story ever told. It has been painted by a host of artists, most notably Rembrandt, made the subject of plays, or provided the themes for plays, most notably Shakespeare.

Making Sense of the Senseless

People haven’t changed much over the two thousand years since the death and resurrection of Jesus. People, then, as now, avidly discuss the latest news of death and destruction…

Jerusalem the Hypocrite

A professor of mine at the seminary told us a story of when he used to be a pastor. He visited the husband of one of his members and he asked him why he didn’t come to church with his wife. The man said, “I don’t go because your church is full of hypocrites!”

Why Me?

The children came into his house all out of breath. It’s not that the distance we so great…only a mile or two…but, as usual, they ran the last half mile or so. They raced to Grandpa’s house because they wanted Grandpa to tell them their favorite story.

One Little Word

“One little word can fell him.” We just sang those words in stanza 3. I’ve sung that line hundreds of times, and many of you have too. But until this week, I never bothered to wonder what the little “word” was.