Tag Archives: Jesus

Incarnation

By TheFallout | Published: March 10, 2010

God Himself; crushed, crumpled and shrunken down yet no less God than before. Dethroning himself from heaven to slip into fingers, skin, and bones to swallow water, sin, and air and clothe himself with humility hung with mortal form. Both descending and ascending as angels on Jacob’s stair saving men by becoming man crowned and [...]

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A Land of Unfinished Buildings

By TheFallout | Published: November 9, 2009

If we were to look out across the city of the Church with spiritual eyes, from a distance we would see a massive, sprawling metropolis; a place full of people and movement and excitement. However, move but a bit closer and the metropolis is seen to be nothing more than an unfinished city. Here and [...]

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Reason to Speaking: Prelude

By TheFallout | Published: August 31, 2009

When someone who has authority speaks, people listen, and it doesn’t really matter what they speak on, if they have a significant amount of authority in almost any area, people assume that their opinion in other areas have more validity. In business circles men like Trump, Gates, Schwab, and others are and have been well [...]

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The Richest of Idols

By TheFallout | Published: June 23, 2009

I am confident that the majority of you know the story of Jesus’ encounter with the rich young ruler, therefore I won’t take the time to add it to this post. However, I would highly recommend grabbing your Bible and opening it to Luke 18:18-30 to read the story before continuing reading here. (While you’re [...]

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He rises, in glory like the morning Sun

By TheFallout | Published: June 13, 2009

As is my habit, I spent this Saturday morning cleaning around the house and listening to a sermon, today by John Piper. As is almost always the case, his words both uplifted and challenged me. In particular, he spent a few moments exulting over the joy that Christ must have felt on that resurrection day [...]

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