One Little Word Shall Fell Him

I love Martin Luther’s powerful song, A Mighty Fortress, because it portrays Christ as a victor. But the third verse has a line that I want your opinion on. What is the “little word” that defeats Satan? Who speaks it?

The prince of darkness grim—We tremble not for him;
His rage we can endure, For lo! his doom is sure,
One little word shall fell him.

June 26th, 2009
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Top 5 Songs That Make Me Cry

Maybe I don’t out and out cry, but I tear up a little bit. Even just telling someone about the song can get me going. You’ll notice there aren’t a lot of worship songs. For me even badly written or performed worship songs can get to me if I’m in the right frame of mind.

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May 22nd, 2009
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Rejected Jokes for My Sermon on Abraham

Almost said this one. Pulled back just in time.


Abraham was called out of the city of Ur. Ur you’ll remember is situated about 10 miles south of the pirate city of Ar!

Wait, the next one is worse.


Ur was a bustling metroplis, an economic center, a cultural center. You might have heard of the the Top 40 hit by Nelly It’s Getting Hot in Ur

I did use humor, but there were more a part of the storytelling and less like Jay Leno one-liners.

May 8th, 2009
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March For Babies

My wife was inspired to support March of Dimes. Wait there’s more

March 27th, 2009
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Raising Children, a Cycle of Effort and Ease

We go through these cycles, don’t we, in raising children. The particular one I’m thinking of is a wheel of effort and ease.

Infant


Effort


There’s the incredible effort just to get him into this world. It wasn’t as easy to get pregnant as I was led to believe and hanging on to him for nine months was even tougher. If we succeed we’re rewarded with labor which I hear is hard on a woman’s body. We get him home and we freak out because he needs us so much all of the time. We are constantly hovering over him, afraid he’ll break from the air molecules bouncing off the soft spot on his head.

Ease


After he’s a couple of months old, we slip into a groove. We realize Read the rest of “Raising Children, a Cycle of Effort and Ease” »

March 9th, 2009
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