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 →
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.
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.
*The following is a brief paper I wrote for a class at Midwestern Baptist Theological Seminary, in which we were asked to compare and analyze the systems represented by the works Whosoever Wills: A Biblical-Theological Critique of Five-Point Calvinism and Whomever... Continue Reading →
I am a 25 year-old Calvinist. Which means, most people in Christian circles would categorize “young, restless, and reformed." Unfortunately, outwardly speaking, I confirm all of the stereotypes one might have about a 25 year-old Calvinist: I do wear cuffed... Continue Reading →