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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God’s candle is not so easily extinguished. His promise is not some vague light at the end of the tunnel that we may or may not reach. In fact, God’s light has a name: Jesus Christ.
The early biblical stories about Bethlehem are dark and violent. They wreck us. They frighten us. In this little town, we see a microcosm of the vast and mangled mass of humanity, each individual thirsty for even a single bead of light to be dropped into the blackened depths of their souls. He who is born in Bethlehem is that Light.
Reading, understanding, and studying Scripture is a life-long process of contemplation in conversation with others.
The emphasis for All Saints Sunday is not on the saints, but the Sanctifier, Jesus Christ.
Martha’s pain is not met by a to-do list. Jesus’ reply is not that she should try harder or change her behavior
The entrance of children into the world reminds our world of the hope of redemption in Genesis 3:15.
The grass withered for them too, but they held on to God’s Word. They knew that was eternal, so they lived in it. They lived in his forgiveness.
Here is the foundational cure for the evils of racism in human society, faith in Christ as definitive for racial identification.
Christian hope means always hope in God and hope in Christ simultaneously without distinction.
With the resurrection of the Christ the mystery of life after death became a lot less mysterious.
There is no life when one is separated from the Promised Land because that will be the place where God will send His Messiah.
Death may speak, and its voice may sound authoritative and decisive. Nonetheless, it is a mere whimper from the grave.