The gospel is for sinners – both the tax collector and Pharisee, both in need of the Great Physician. 

The Holy Maker is going to create what no one ever sees: something from a nothing, someone from a no-one. 

Eucatastrophe is the coming untrue of all sin, evil, and death. And where that starts is the empty tomb of the risen Jesus.

Fellowship is nothing if it is not ultimately fellowship with God.

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. 

The Church isn't built or expanded by human efforts but by Christ himself, the chief cornerstone of our faith. 

There and back again is not just a hobbit story. It is the story of Good Friday and Easter. Jesus journeyed to the cross, through the grave, and rose from the dead on the third day.

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.

Sometimes, we get prayer dementia. We can’t remember what we were going to pray for, we can’t put the words together, and, frustrated, there is nothing we can do but sigh and groan.