“He who does not believe that he is forgiven by the inexhaustible riches of Christ’s righteousness is like a deaf man hearing a story.” Martin Luther
The final words of Katherine von Bora Luther. “I will stick to Christ as a burr to a top coat.”
On the Eve of All Saints Day, I nailed my 95 Theses to the door of the Castle Church in Wittenburg thereby proclaiming that I was prepared to debate anyone, monk, priest, Pope, or Emperor, who dared to proclaim that salvation came by works. Martin Luther
“When you behold God in faith, you look upon His fatherly, friendly heart, in which there is no anger nor ungraciousness.” Martin Luther
I came to realize that the religious answers of my day would never quiet my soul. I came to realize that all human beings and all human institutions were spiritually impoverished. I was a spiritual pauper.
They call it “Reformation Sunday” because on October 31, 1517, a thirty-three year old man dressed as a monk strolled to the door of the Castle Church in the small town of Wittenberg, Germany not to cry out, “Trick or Treat,” but to nail to that door a parchment listing his deeply held theological convictions.