A few weeks ago, someone told me I was kind and gentle.
I literally just stared at the person, unable to believe what I had just been called—but probably not for the reason you expect.
Let me explain by going back a few years.
Growing up, I thought I was pretty much the perfect kid. Even in high school, I was always the good kid—I even got voted “Parent’s Dream Child” my senior year of high school. (Yes, I know that’s not a “Most Likely To” award, but hey, it’s a small town and you gotta take what you can get.)
Concordia Ann Arbor has a problem.
They’re running out of Bibles in their chapel.
There are a lot of differences between Christian denominations—that's why there are denominations in the first place—but those differences run deeper than worship style or whether the minister wears a robe.
In January 2018 and 2019, a lot of people abandoned New Year's resolutions in favor of a single word that would influence everything they did that year.
This blog post is an excerpt from Sincerely, Luther, our forthcoming set of fictional letters from Luther's perspective.
In the Book of Acts, we see the Church—the organized, formal gathering of believers—begin to form. The Holy Spirit fills the apostles, doctrine is solidified, and missionary journeys begin.
We live in a culture that is apathetic toward religion. In America, most people at least know of Jesus, but many don’t identify as being a Christian.
“Love is patient, love is kind. . .”
What is it about death that scares us? What causes us to ignore it, for the most part, until death stares us in the face? Our culture tells us death is just part of life, or that it is natural, but that is not how the Bible speaks about death.