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How To Actually Support The Parents of Theybies

You know what is hard? Life in general. If you expect life in general to be easy peasy, parenting will be hard for you. And if you think that you are the center of your own universe, parenting will be the apocalypse, because the clash between you and the baby will be epic.

Recognizing Critical Theory

How many books by people of color do you have on your shelves? How about women? When you reach for a commentary do you inevitably grab one written by a white male? What about the Bible you read, were the translators mostly white and male? My guess is that you have...

The Baby Is Still Not That Important

Much like the much confused American pursuit of happiness, which, having chucked the necessary element of virtue to the curb, has produced a generation of deeply unhappy people, so also recasting the purpose of parenting to be the rearing of a self-expressive child is bringing about the collapse of society. Think I’m being hyperbolic? I’m not. Children in this culture are unhappier than ever before and in any other place around the world.

Follow Your Heart?

About a year ago I posted the following on Facebook after reading an article by Joyce Meyer that advises Christian readers to read the bible, pray, and then, “follow your heart.” I wrote (with perhaps a bit of hyperbole): “Yes, check the bible. Yes. Pray. But no, do...
How To Actually Support The Parents of Theybies

How To Actually Support The Parents of Theybies

You know what is hard? Life in general. If you expect life in general to be easy peasy, parenting will be hard for you. And if you think that you are the center of your own universe, parenting will be the apocalypse, because the clash between you and the baby will be epic.

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Recognizing Critical Theory

Recognizing Critical Theory

How many books by people of color do you have on your shelves? How about women? When you reach for a commentary do you inevitably grab one written by a white male? What about the Bible you read, were the translators mostly white and male? My guess is that you have...

read more
The Baby Is Still Not That Important

The Baby Is Still Not That Important

Much like the much confused American pursuit of happiness, which, having chucked the necessary element of virtue to the curb, has produced a generation of deeply unhappy people, so also recasting the purpose of parenting to be the rearing of a self-expressive child is bringing about the collapse of society. Think I’m being hyperbolic? I’m not. Children in this culture are unhappier than ever before and in any other place around the world.

read more
Follow Your Heart?

Follow Your Heart?

About a year ago I posted the following on Facebook after reading an article by Joyce Meyer that advises Christian readers to read the bible, pray, and then, “follow your heart.” I wrote (with perhaps a bit of hyperbole): “Yes, check the bible. Yes. Pray. But no, do...

read more
How Disappointing

How Disappointing

Just as God reveals himself to humanity in the Man Jesus Christ, so also you must reveal yourself to the world in some identifiable way. When you do this, your bravery and courage will bring harmony and healing to a broken world.

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Red Letter Lunacy

Red Letter Lunacy

Fats Waller famously said of jazz, “if you don’t know what it is, don’t mess with it.” That should be the Reds’ approach to just war theory.

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Are the Creeds Enough?

Are the Creeds Enough?

If an ordained leader in the church professes and truly believes the Creeds but promotes transgenderism and homosexual unions, should we accept him as a genuine brother and legitimate Christian teacher? The question goes to the heart of discipleship; what does it mean...

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Fulfilled. Out of Egypt I Called My Son.

Fulfilled. Out of Egypt I Called My Son.

When Matthew cites the opening words “out of Egypt I called my son” he evokes thoughts of much more than simply the fact of the Exodus. “Out of Egypt I called my son” is a lament, the tragic cry of a Heavenly Father who has poured loved upon his child, guided them like a parent holds a toddler’s hands to help them learn to walk, and yet now watches them run away from him.

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