Trash

Pastor Marshall Brandon
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Trash | April 3rd, 2013

Trash

TrashThe dictionary defines trash is anything worthless, useless, or discarded; rubbish – a worthless or disreputable person.

I was once considered and looked at in this way. So was Polly. I first met Polly at the apartment building where my wife and I lived. My wife and I were newlyweds and moved into a neighborhood that had balance. By that I mean you had some hard working class people during the day but at night the drug pushers, addicts, and prostitutes would appear. Polly (not her real name) did what she had to do to survive in the culture she found herself. She sold drugs, she used drugs, and she sold her body to support both. Polly eventually left the neighborhood and so did we.

Later, I encountered Polly at the local jail and thereafter for the next 20 years. I shared the love of God and the forgiveness and reconciliation that He offers. And then one Sunday night [Read more...]

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The Blessed Comma

Bob Bevington
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The Blessed Comma | February 12th, 2013

The Blessed Comma

Tiny But Huge!

Tiny But Huge!

There’s a comma hanging from the right side of God. Do you see it?

For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God,

Romans 3:23 is one of the most familiar verses in the Bible and it’s bad news. I’ve read it countless times. But somehow until this morning I missed the comma. It’s tiny, but ever so significant. It means the sentence is not over. It connects us to the rest of the story. Here it is:

and are justified by his grace as a gift, through the redemption that is in Christ Jesus, whom God put forward as a propitiation by his blood, to be received by faith.

Yeah. It’s a mouthful. So I began to break it down. And I was overwhelmed by the good news that flowed out of the bad news: [Read more...]

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A Day for Hatred, by Jen Wilken

Bob Bevington
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A Day for Hatred, by Jen Wilken | December 15th, 2012

A Day for Hatred, by Jen Wilken

Newton Shooting(This was posted last night at The Gospel Coalition Voices. Isn’t this how all of us should feel today?)

Today is a day for hatred.

As I write this article, the death count stands at 20 children. Twenty. Twenty babies who got on a bus or walked out a door or stepped out of a car at the drop-off curb and are never coming home.

Father in heaven, their lunchboxes still hold uneaten sandwiches, unread love notes scrawled on napkins.For 20 families, the worst fear a parent can know was waiting at the other end of a phone line today. Eleven days before Christmas, no less. Those children and teachers who survived will carry in their heads sights and sounds that will haunt them for the rest of their lives.

And what comfort is there to offer them? What words are there to speak? A parent takes every measure possible to protect a child, though we know full well the world is not safe. But this?

There is no spin to put on a story like this. Yes, we will hear stories of heroism begin to emerge over the next hours, and they are stories we will need to hear. But there is no way to soften the blow.

Nor should we want to.

As a mother watching someone else’s horror play out on a screen, I want to feel this to the core of my being. I want it to inform my thoughts and actions in a way that leaves me changed. Because on days like today we learn just how broken sin has left us, just how bleak is our landscape without a Savior.

Days like today give us no choice but to hate. They leave us only with a choice of where that hatred will land: Will we hate God, or will we hate sin?

I choose to hate sin. On days like today I will reflect again on the ravaging effects of rebellion against God, multiplied across millennia, manifested in a freshly printed headline. The more shocking the headline, the more I [Read more...]

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