If we think God’s power, love and beauty are reserved merely for the glories of Transfiguration, then we have not understood the Father; we have not understood divine revelation.

Here, robed in Word and Sacrament, is your King, infant though He be, come out of eternity into time to bring you out of time and into eternity.

Our children are not our own, but even more, our children are born in need. They are sinful, from conception and from birth.

I write this as someone who’s genuinely concerned that American congregants are getting bamboozled by preachers who are giving them less than what they need Sunday after Sunday.

At its heart, this is what Deacon King Kong is all about: the paradox of Jesus carving his victory out of the last thing we expect, not our triumphs but our defeats.

Our only claim to fame is that we have been claimed by a God who is consistently drawn to losers!

You are not in debt to sin. You don’t owe it anything. There’s no reason for you to serve it.

Meeting the crown prince is one thing; meeting God in the flesh, as the Light of the Gentiles and the Savior of the world is another.

The church’s song goes on and on, singing and ringing down to us today.