Tag Archives: The Cross

C.S. Lewis on The Sermon on the Mount

This is why I love C.S. Lewis. It isn’t just because of his vivid creativity and tangible writing style. I read the Chronicles of Narnia series as a child and never really thought twice about the author. But when I read Mere Christianity in my early twenties, followed by The Problem of Pain, Miracles, The Screwtape Letters, and anything else I got my hands on, I developed a deep love and respect for Lewis.
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The Meaning of the End of October

Well, it’s coming to the end of October, and that means several things. First, the epicness that is Thanksgiving and Christmas is just around the corner. Second, the celebration of the beloved Reformation Day is coming up. Third, every blogger in all of Christendom is going to write a blog about Halloween or Hell houses. Well, I don’t see a reason to fight the trend here.
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The Sanctifying Work of Waiting

If nothing else, my generation and those that follow are impatient to the core. We want fast food, fast cars, fast computers, and fast answers. Even those that are willing to cook at home just go to the store and buy food. We don’t have to plant crops, wait for them to grow, and trust that there will be enough to last until the next harvest season. We have what we want, when we want it. And it’s killing us.
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Questioning Your Salvation?: The Reason We Have Hope

Alright, this is the final post of this series, and if you haven’t read the last post yet, it may be helpful before you keep reading this one.

Romans 8:38-39 ESV

38 For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, 39 nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.

This is probably one of the most well known “coffee cup” verses, as Matt Chandler calls them. It gives us confidence, hope, and security in our salvation. At the very least, it gives us a warm, fuzzy feeling inside. But for this verse to really have any meaning, any weight to it, we have to look at the bigger picture.
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Bearing Our Cross

Once again, the words of Russell Moore pierce my soul, resonating perfectly with what I’ve been learning over the past few days. In his latest blog post, he shares with us the message he preached at the SBTS Alumni Chapel. By way of introduction, he recalls a story of a woman who was caught in a storm and takes shelter inside a Catholic church. She saw the crucifixes and hated it. This wasn’t merely because she was a good Protestant, and disagreed with the representation of Christ still being on the cross. She didn’t object to the graphic nature of an image of a Man, our Lord, being crucified. She hated the crucifix because it reminded her of the physical suffering of Jesus. It hit too close to home. She wanted this Person who went through so much suffering to be nothing like her. She wanted a vapor.
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