This is the first in a series meant to let the Christian tradition speak for itself, the way it has carried Christians through long winters, confusion, and joy for centuries.
The crisis is not merely that people are leaving. The crisis is that we have relinquished what is uniquely Lutheran and deeply needed.
The ethos of the church’s worship is found in poor, needy, and desperate sinners finding solace and relief in the God of their salvation.

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God will not repent. He will not repent of His promises. He will not change His mind regarding His selfless, self-sacrificing, inconceivable love for sinners.
The devil knows our name and labels us by our sin. The devil breathes out death as he names us for what we are, sinners.
When we run deep into the darkness, Jesus runs deeper and deeper after us. Where sin abounds, grace abounds all the more.
Regardless of what our eyes, senses, and circumstances tell us, we belong to Christ, and He is with us.
Christmas comes in the dead of winter. In a season when the earth is cold, dark, and bare, songs on the radio belt out a chorus which names this season, "the most wonderful time of the year."
He was a beggar on the streets. And, he was as good as dead if he didn't receive a blessing. The words, "you're cursed" haunted his mind.
The wound on my hand would not let me forget what happened. The crackled and blistered strip of skin was a memento of the searing pain I felt that day. For the remainder of that year, I was constantly reminded of what I had done.
The sight of indulgences being bought and sold is just not something I witness on a regular basis.
An orphan girl lives a monotonous life filled with loneliness serving as a slave to her stepmother and stepsisters.
Show me. If I’m going to believe, I need to be convinced—on my terms.
There are some things that just go together. Walk through the aisles of a store and see colors harmonize with spring colors that paint the earth.
The more I heard the song, the more I heard the heart of the Gospel in the song.