This was a fairly productive year of reading for me (I think... it's actually the first year I've truly documented every entire book I've read so it's hard to tell what constitutes as "productive" for me). In general, I spent... Continue Reading →
Sure, I'll do it too. For what it's worth (which isn't much), here are my top 9 albums of 2017:
Every hill begins to look like a good spot to die. In other words, we begin thinking that if we are correct jerks, our correctness will outweigh our jerkiness. Our conviction begins to resemble a hammer, and people begin to resemble nails. But people are not nails.
**This is a guest post from my dear friend, Brady Quarles. He was recently asked to produce a couple illustrations for a four-part blog series on Advent for my church, Emmaus. The blog series features an illustration, a poem, and a prose, all focused on different aspects of the theme of Advent. You can see the first post here. Brady’s description of his creative process was just too long to post there, and just to good to not post anywhere, so here it is, featured on this quiet little corner of the internet. Enjoy.**
If a Christian lamentation is nothing else, it is a longing gaze heavenward—it is a grief and discontentment for the present death and destruction that Adam’s sin occasioned, and it is the expectation for what God promised: that our eyes will be wiped of our tears and our broken hearts will be bound up. Christian lamentation is the shameless acknowledgement that things are not as they should be, and things are not as they will be.
Take this as an encouragement to cry out to God; let him hear your complaints for the injustice you have experienced and let him hear your request for vindication, and then trust that God will administer justice better than you could ever imagine.
*My first go at a listed click-bait article. This will probably be my last as well. Here goes: Stop it Stop it Stop it Stop it Please stop it Stop it Quit it Cut it out Enough ... Listen, the articles... Continue Reading →