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This Christmas season we are thankful that even though we “fallers” are unable to climb up to God, he came down the ladder to us.
The church is the only place God promises to lift us out of ourselves not in order to become more like God but so that we may finally be freed from our obsession with becoming little gods.
When we — sinful, reprehensible we — become the enforcers of justice, we never bring about true justice. We either go too far or not far enough.
Here is the foundational cure for the evils of racism in human society, faith in Christ as definitive for racial identification.
We can celebrate what others consider mundane and ordinary because it's miraculous. After all, it's God-given.
The following is an excerpt from Adam Fransisco’s chapter in “Who Am I?” edited by Scott Ashmon (1517 Publishing, 2020).
In the Sermon on the Mount, Jesus establishes a whole new standard for what it means to live as one of His people.
The kingdom of Christ is realized where nothing but comfort and the forgiveness of sins reign not only in words to proclaim it, which is also necessary; but also in deed.
What postmoderns see in modernism is a misuse of power through the control of dominant narratives.
Our complaints about God's grace always sound the same: "It was good to see him in church with his son this morning.
We just finished celebrating the 500th Anniversary of the Protestant Reformation.
Over time, any inclination the cupbearer might have to speak a good word to Pharaoh on Joseph’s behalf will seem less and less of a moral necessity.