Illness is not romantic. It is not a test, a metaphor, nor a blessing in disguise.
The unity of God’s people is grounded not in lineage nor land but in the promise of the coming Christ.
I find myself returning to the Nicene Creed this Advent season

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On second thought: Keep Lent, but sacrifice your concept of it.
The Psalm now is this: as Christ suffered and then was exalted, so we are also in him.
Devoid of the gospel of Jesus’s death and resurrection, sufferers are left to frantically run the halls of self-salvation, turning this way and that but never getting anywhere.
Senkbeil is a pastor’s pastor, a master of the art of pastoral care.
The great lie of addiction is that suffering must be fled, must be numbed, must be drowned out by any means necessary.
Despite the mathematical incongruity, the church confesses that Christ is one hundred percent human and one hundred percent divine.
Wisdom lurks in the outer places. Rich gratitude sprouts from the impoverished and forgotten.
By the end of this prayer of wrestling, David finally has the strength to claim victory over his lying enemies.
This article is part of Stephen Paulson’s series on the Psalms.
Longstanding tradition must be bolstered by something outside of ourselves that also lies outside of the traditions of men.
A Bit of Earth is about the garden, but it’s also about us—as we are made from dirt.
What do we learn from the widow? We learn how to be dependent upon God.