Larry Hughes is a member of Our Savior Lutheran Church in Danville, Kentucky where he serves as head elder. He is a graduate of Western Kentucky University holding a degree in Geology, and resides in central Kentucky where he works as a Geologist Branch Manager in the Kentucky Department of Environmental Protection. He is a contributor to the book Wittenberg Confessions – Testimonies of Converts to Confessional Lutheranism.
If there is a god, then which one? And who speaks accurately of him, if anyone? These are questions I asked myself many times before conversion from atheism to Christianity. They are honest questions.
Anyone who has experienced a family member or friend besieged with Alzheimer’s disease knows very well its insidious and terrifying effects. The mind not only forgets memories of people, places, and events, but what these things are, in and of themselves.
Most of us have jobs as vocations that simply mitigate the effects of the fall. Whether we are doctors, nurses, policemen, firemen, soldiers, etc., we try to triage all the hemorrhaging, dying and societal ills of the world around us. Most vocations address the ugliness of the fall.
Coming from the outside in, Lent was the oddest tradition for us to ponder. It is not a sacrament instituted by Christ and reeks of “just tradition”.
Contrary to all appearances there are two, and only two, churches in the world. The two brandish the name “Christian”. One, in spite all her voluminous and unattractive flaws, is the external expression of Christ’s church, and the other prances around bearing the name of a “Christian” or “biblical” church.
Dr. Sproul’s ministry was the first to point me to the works of Martin Luther—a person who up until then, I only knew from secular history classes in school.
If you ask what the Reformation was and why they excommunicated Martin Luther, you would probably hear it was his “95 Theses” condemning the church’s use of authority and other abuses.
In “The Fellowship of the Ring”, when the fellowship begins to first form at Rivendell, there is a scene when the ring of power is first presented to the rulers of the races of middle earth.
Twelve years ago this month, my two oldest children were baptized. Their baptisms were received together because they were both over a year old before we realized the truth of baptism.
The little girl finds out that her dad is dying of cancer having months to live. A perfectly happy, strong family loses a mother to a car accident. Do we not have enough fatherless and motherless homes in this world?!