If the sermon does not seem to be coming out of the preacher’s inmost convictions, it’s not biblical preaching. If the preacher is not preaching as George Whitfield did, “a dying man to dying men,” it’s not biblical preaching.
50 years ago today, Martin Luther King Jr., one of the most prominent evangelicals and activists in the 20th century, was murdered because he stood defiantly for truth and justice. Below is an excerpt from a sermon he gave in 1967 on the story of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego in the fiery furnace, about six months before his assassination.
Not even that “final enemy” of death, which so seems to have the final word in human affairs. Easter corrects our faulty notions. Christ, in fact, as Victor over the grave has the final say in human affairs, whether living or dying!
I praise you for the relief of knowing that neither my prayers, my worship, my service, my repentance, my listening, my giving, my helping, my work performance, my refraining from impolite things, nor keeping of commands---nothing I manage to perform that I should nor resist that I shouldn’t will ever be enough!
Today, we pray for an increase of love. For an increase of desire to love. For an increased apprehension of the marvel of this Savior who “stoops to conquer.”
...On the surface, the holidays seem at opposite ends of the spectrum; their awkward clash akin to a middle school dance where the angsty emo kid slow dances with the class flirt. But I say all the better for it. For me, the coming together of the unlikely pair raises a question worth considering: What can love be in light of the unsavory truth that we all will die?
The beauty of Advent is not in the waiting or giving great gifts or even in baby Jesus: It is receiving the grace of God. When the Word becomes flesh, we see and we receive. This is the simple message of the gospel: See and receive!
In the Lord’s prayer, we ask for our daily bread; that he provide for our "hunger" and fill the void of our hunger pains. At least for me, food is easily attainable; I am hungry, therefore I eat. The hunger is usually fulfilled before a dizzy, angry, and ill-tempered stage. I rarely reach a point... Continue Reading →
This post today comes from legend Dave Guthrie. It’s an honor when your dad wants to contribute and it’s especially cool because the blog wouldn’t be in existence without his influence on my life. His reflections below are from last year during the Lenten season as he traveled through the Mid-West: I found out something about myself... Continue Reading →