“Faith is a marvel, and yet no human being is excluded from it; for that in which all human life is united is passion, and faith is a passion.” -Søren Kierkegaard
Hard to believe I graduated from seminary yesterday. I’m incredibly thankful to the Lord for the manifold ways he blessed both myself and my family during these past 4 years. As excited as I am to serve as a pastor there are many things I’ll miss here. To Christ be all the glory!
Yesterday I received the “Concordia Publishing House Award for Systematic Theology Writing” for my paper entitled “‘From the Pastor as from God Himself:’ Luther’s Doctrine of the Ministry according to His Sermons on John 20:19-31.” To God be the Glory!
Congratulations to the seventeen students (thirteen of whom are pictured here) who received awards at yesterday's annual student awards presentation. The class of 2026 also presented their class gift, The Great Works of God, Part Eight: The Mysteries of Christ in the Book of Numbers by Valerius Herberger, translated by Matthew Carver. Copies of this translation will be donated to the CTSFW library and to the library at Concordia Seminary, St. Louis.
Thank the Lord for His abundant blessings! In addition to serving the saints at Zion, I’ll especially serve as the campus pastor of Christ the King Lutheran Chapel at Central Michigan University. Excited to get to work!
You were never all that religious, but you’ve had a Bible on your shelf for a while. With everything happening, you know you should read it.
Don’t start at page 1.
Read one of the four Gospels first: Matthew, Mark, Luke or John. In fact, save John for a little later.
A rather personal devotion on broken hearts and bottles of tears: Psalm 56:8-13
When I was in my early twenties, I think I’d just finished college, I was sitting on the front porch with my mom who had noticed that I seemed rather despondent. She asked me what was wrong and I opened up to her about how I was frustrated that I was single. I had tried pretty hard for a few years to meet someone. I’d gone on dates, and I’d met a couple girls that I fell rather hard for. But they didn’t fall back.
“Don’t worry,” my mother told me. “You’ll meet someone eventually.”
I knew she was trying to comfort me, but I angrily barked at her, “you don’t know that. You can’t know that.” It was a terrible way to speak to my mother, something I still regret. But in that moment, she could see that my pain was deeper than I’d been letting on, in typical male fashion. You see, I didn’t want a girlfriend because I wanted the status or wanted someone to take to the movies. I wanted a girlfriend because I was deeply and profoundly lonely. I wanted a girlfriend because I wanted to be loved. And it’s an excruciating thing when you try and try and try to find someone to love you and nobody wants to.
So for a few years, every now and then, I'd strike out and then I’d lose sleep at night or I’d cry, wondering what I did wrong with the girls who would lose interest in me after a bit, wondering why I wasn’t worthy of love. And after awhile, it just seemed like all of that sorrow was in vain, that it had no purpose. It wasn’t giving me more success. It didn’t look like I was any closer to being healed of the pain. It seemed like God wasn’t paying attention to any of my sorrow. It seemed like all my tears were just leaking into the darkness and that I had no real reason to think this would ever change.
How I wish that, instead of yelling at my mother, I would have found comfort in David’s words from Psalm 56. “You have kept count of my tossings; put my tears in your bottle. Are they not in your book?” In other words, here, David is proclaiming that when we are kept awake at night with troubled hearts, our troubles do not, in fact, leaking into the darkness, never to be known or seen by God. When you weep, the number of our tears is not unknown to our Father in heaven. He sees all of this. He keeps track of it. He measures all the residue of our suffering and He does so in order to fulfill His promise to take all our griefs away forever. He knows the number of your griefs so that He can multiply it and give you a far greater measure of joy.
In this life, God would soon drive away all my loneliness. Within a year, I would meet the woman who became my wife. But even if God hadn’t given me the greatest woman I’d never known, even if I’d died a lonely bachelor, my agony would not have been in vain. Because Jesus died for me, because He gave up the blood from His veins to forgive my sins and make me worthy of the kingdom, then I wasn’t unworthy of love. I had already been covered in that worthiness in the waters of my baptism. And so I had the promise that my loneliness would one day be gone forever and that the God who kept count of all my sorrows would give me belonging and peace in numbers ten thousand times greater than my suffering.
This God, this same loving Father, He will do the same for you. Even if He doesn’t take away your afflictions in this life, He most certainly will in the life to come. Trust in Christ, and on that day, He will show you the bottles filled with your tears so He can show you the ocean filled with His undying love for you.
@LorentLouise Sorry, should have said that these are all LSB hymn numbers. I’d also add 730 and 760. There are too many others so I’ll let this suffice 😂
@Daniel_Ross622 Anecdotally that seems to be the case, though I don’t think the two are necessarily related. I know a lot of people who have either made the switch to the one-year or at the very least say it’d be a desire/something they’d want to work toward.
@LibbyLouLeo LSB 880- Now Rest beneath Night’s Shadow
Honorable mentions:
585- Lord Jesus Christ, with Us Abide
666- O Little Flock, Fear Not the Foe
683- Jesus, Thy Boundless Love to Me
889- Before the Ending of the Day
"I am no longer amazed that heaven, earth, sea, and all that is in them were made by God for us because God Himself ordained to become a man for the sake of His human creatures. Truly, You cannot reject me and turn me away because You cannot deny that You Yourself are a man..."
How those weird Lutherans preached on Christmas…Johann Gerhard’s Postilla:
The mother of this Lord was a virgin, for thus it was proclaimed in advance in Is. 7:14… God also witnessed to this through many a prototype.