Brandon Liebe

Over the course of the last few months living in Wisconsin, I have been driving to and from the office from Waupaca, about a 45-minute trek each way. Although it is never my favorite hour and a half of the day, the drive has allowed me to listen to podcasts from some great preachers. This week I was listening to one of my favorites as he was guiding his church (like many across the world) through this holiday season. As he said, “We’re going to be opening our Bibles to Luke…” I was sure I knew his exact destination. Everyone references chapter 2 of Luke to read the Christmas story, but on this particular morning, this pastor threw one of the most inspiring curveballs my way that I had ever encountered. He finished his sentence with “… Luke, chapter 10, verse 38.” The story of Mary and Martha? Really? For Christmas? Yet, as he continued, it was absolute perfection! Continue reading “Always in Style” →

Last night I was back where I have spent what seems like half of my life… a church!  This time it was actually for a funeral service (see “My Rock” post for some back ground).  As the pastor officiating the service was giving his sermon he used a verse in the bible and continued on with the passage but something stuck out to me that I couldn’t move away from so quickly.

In John chapter 14 Jesus is talking to his disciples about his upcoming exit from this world.  They can’t understand what is happening and start to question how this whole “Father in Heaven” thing, to which Jesus answers, “I am the way and the truth and the life.  No one comes to the Father except through me.  If you really know me, you will know my Father as well… (v.6-7)”  Philip still didn’t understand and asked Jesus to show them who the Father is.  Once again, Jesus replied, “Don’t you know me, Philip, even after I have been among you such a long time? Anyone who has seen me has seen the Father.” Continue reading “Who do they see?” →

Every now and then we experience moments where we realize how fragile life really is.  In the past month I’ve experienced two of them.  First being when our Worship Pastor’s 4 year old son had a stroke about a month ago.  That night I held my son a little bit longer than usual.  God has done amazing things through that situation and you can actually hear him tell the story by checking out his sermon last week by clicking here.  Then last night one of my friends from high school and her husband, who still live in the same small town I do, lost their 13 month old daughter unexpectedly.  It’s a harsh reminder that even when we have a relationship with Christ we aren’t hidden from the storms of life, we just have hope to get us through them. Continue reading “My Rock” →