Welcome to Christ’s by Grace, my home on the web. If you walked into my physical home, you would notice a couple of things. First, it is furnished in what might be called Late Century Consignment Store. Second, there are lots of books. We have fiction and non-fiction, books from every age, for every age.
But the book that we consult daily — and have for many years — is the Bible. It is not like any other book. The Bible, alone, is a must read. It enables us to take the information from all those other books and contextualize it for service in God’s kingdom.
So, in welcoming you to Christ’s by Grace, I want to make it clear that the Bible is the source from which its content flows. Like the consignment store furnishings in my home, the posts may borrow from memories, old and new. However, my primary aim is that the Scriptures would bring clarity, joy, and comfort as they unfold the amazing truths of the gospel. “For the word of the cross is folly to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved it is the power of God” (1 Cor. 1:18).
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A Pure Hope
Do I believe in miracles? The question is not merely speculative. Heaven and hell are at stake. Jesus forces this question upon me with his pronouncement, “Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God” (Matt. 5:8). This beatitude arouses either pure despair or pure hope. It all depends on whether I believe…
Mercy for the Merciful
There is a saying, “God helps those who help themselves.” What a bunch of hogwash! Jesus said, “Blessed are the merciful, for they shall receive mercy” (Matt. 5:7). This mercy is not merely a response to wrongs committed. It is tenderheartedness toward the hurting, the opposite of callousness or indifference. The transforming grace of God…
Longing for Righteousness
As a child, I struggled to finish my dinner. Not that I was given too much food, I just disliked one or more of the items on my plate. Often my mom would remind me of the starving child in Africa who would love to have my food. Fortunately, international adoptions were not common back…