We needn’t fear statistics and studies as palm readings into a certain future. God is God, and his Spirit is alive through his Word.
Christ does not hide his wounds. He offers them.
The church does not await a verdict; she proclaims one.

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Even though All Saints is a day for remembering the dead, it is not a day of mourning.
Both now and forever, the bruised and crucified Lord nailed to a cross is our assurance of deliverance.
We did not say “Goodbye” to our son on the day of his burial. We said, “Luke, we’ll see you soon.”
Our comfort in this seemingly endless age of crisis after crisis is the inexhaustible hope of Jesus’s reversal.
Faith is like a horse with blinders because it only beholds God’s promise. It is obsessed with what God has already said.
Darkness is not your only friend. Jesus loves you, and he will be with you.
What the gospel promises is not escape from our humanity, but resurrection from the dead.
Salutary funeral preaching seeks to set the life of the baptized believer who has died within the life of Christ incarnate, crucified, risen, and reigning.
While so much remains the same week after week, the past years have taught me how much changes. And I kind of like it.
I want the beginning of my funeral to be focused on Jesus, as well as the middle, the end, and every point in between.
The gospel of Jesus’ coming out of death and the tomb alive so that we might be restored to our identity as God’s children establishes the most enduring reality there is.
There is perhaps no better observation about the nature of anxiety and depression than its fundamental desire for avoidance.