This is an excerpt from the introduction of Stretched: A Study for Lent and the Entire Christian Life by Christopher Richmann (1517 Publishing, 2026).
We can bring our troubles, griefs, sorrows, and sins to Jesus, who meets us smack dab in the middle of our messy mob.
Confession isn’t a detour in the liturgy. It’s the doorway.

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The price was really paid. Your sin remains buried in Christ’s tomb.
The notion that your goodness is “good enough” to make you right with God is a lie straight from the father of lies himself.
Applying the pressure of law to ensure you do not to take grace for granted squeezes the life and power out of the gospel.
Bathed in the waters of baptism, you are placed in God's path of totality, a path he won for each and every one of us.
Paul knew that, without the resurrection, the Christian life was a “Smells Like Teen Spirit” video.
Heaven is yours now.
You are the baptized, for in Christ we are all wet. The demographic dividers are washed away.
This article is written by guest contributor, Christopher J. Richmann.
Sin is a heavy thing to bear. Its jacket is shame, its medals are guilt.
The church is called to preach the good news of Jesus Christ. Where is that message found? In every blade of grass, on every page of Scripture.
We are not pursuing dragons; we are the dragons. We are, all of us, Eustace Scrubb.
Rod Rosenbladt, the encourager of all things good, true, and beautiful and a tireless warrior for Jesus and the Gospel message, finally rests at the marriage feast of the lamb.