He was a good man
“He was a good man.” It’s a common refrain at funerals. But what are we really saying with these words? What does it mean to call a man “good”?
“He was a good man.” It’s a common refrain at funerals. But what are we really saying with these words? What does it mean to call a man “good”?
Advent isn’t a drag. It’s a time when believers show the world that there’s oil in our flasks and that our faith isn’t pointless.
Tennis? Running? Golf? What is the quintessential Lutheran sport? The answer might surprise you … but then again, it might not.
It’s wonderfully impossible to thank the Lord fully and completely for all his benefits. But by God’s grace, we thank, praise, serve and obey him.
In the midst of suffering and pain, we find our hope where Peter did: “Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life …” (John 6:68).
By His death and resurrection, Jesus locked up sin, death and Satan forever — and unlocked paradise for all who would believe.
There is more weeping on All Saints Day than at almost any other time of the church year, yet we weep together in joy and hope.
Luther himself was well aware that he stood on the shoulders of giants. This Reformation, why not dust off a really old book and make a new friend?
It happens every Sunday morning at every congregation: As soon as sinners gather, they start to compare themselves to each other.
How often do we go for gold in grumbling? How hard is it for us to let someone else be more wretched than we are?
The Lord put His Church together so that each member is an important part of the Body. We are incomplete when even one of our members is missing from our fellowship.
“You’re going to be out of a job soon, Pastor Bob,” I said to our pastor in the handshake line the other Sunday. “Not you personally. But preachers everywhere.”