It’s been about 4 months since I’ve said anything on this site. The last few articles I’d written and the subsequent reactions to those articles had driven away my desire to write. I just didn’t feel like it. It’s not that I felt that the comments were overwhelmingly unloving. I realize that a lot of people felt very disillusioned by what happened. I did too. My apathy toward writing mostly had to do with how the motivation behind what I had written was perceived by only a few people. And they weren’t exactly wrong. Continue reading The Heavy Coat of Self-Justification
My wife and I have 3 children. We have a 6 year old son, a 3 year old daughter, and a 4 month old son. I remember that one of my earliest feelings, upon finding out that we would have our first child, was one of fear. Was he going to survive child birth? Was he going to be a healthy baby? How was he going to learn words? Do I have to teach him every individual word? Will he believe the gospel? All of these things haunted me. Thankfully, he, like all of our children, survived child birth and was healthy. I also soon learned that words were something he’d largely pick up on his own. And he, like his sister, believes the good news that Jesus Christ has given His life as a substitute for sinners so that their record of a lifetime of sin doesn’t damn them when they stand before God. Instead, God will credit Christ’s perfect life to their account. And if you are a parent, or plan to be a parent, then I want to offer some encouragement and help by disclosing some things I do with my children. Continue reading Kinesthetically Catechising Kids
Sometime in early November, I started feeling foggy all day long. I still do to this day. It had come during a time when I was starting to have achiness throughout my teeth and couldn’t figure out what was wrong. Dentists’ x-rays didn’t show anything, and yet my molars were achy. The fogginess I felt was accompanied with bouts of dizziness and lightheadedness. At times, in the beginning, I’d even have shallow breathing. I felt choked at times. This made it difficult to even look down at a page to write or draw. And art is one way that I make money. I became really depressed. I didn’t want to do anything. Continue reading “God is in Control” Isn’t Good Enough for Grief
The other night, as I was preparing dinner, I heard a loud exclamation come from the television. “Yay! Now I’ll never be late again!” My kids were watching Super Why!, a computer animated cartoon about superhero children who teach grammar lessons. And in this particular episode, a little girl had difficulty waking up on time so they realized she needed an alarm clock. Admittedly, when I first heard her say, “…I’ll never be late again!” I scoffed and responded, “Yah right! That won’t guarantee anything. You’ll still be waking up late!” It’s okay. You can say it. I’m a jerk who yells at little cartoon girls. But it got me thinking about the law of God, and specifically the theological term, “Lex Semper Accusat” (or the Law always Accuses); a term I adhere to. Some people view the law the way that little girl viewed her alarm clock. Continue reading A “Timely” Defense of Lex Semper Accusat
“The kingdom of heaven is like a treasure hidden in the field, which a man found and hid again; and from joy over it he goes and sells all that he has and buys that field. Matthew 13:44
The parable above is one in a string of parables where Jesus is describing what the kingdom of heaven is like. In this verse, He tells us that kingdom of heaven is like a field with hidden treasure buried in it that a man finds and desires. So he sells everything he has to buy it. You might be familiar with this verse, and chances are you’ve heard the interpretation and seeming application many times as well. You might have been told that we are the man who has stumbled upon this field and must forsake everything to have this treasure. Continue reading What Have YOU Given Up For God?
I’m going to keep this short. Fred Phelps Sr., founder of Westboro Baptist church in Topeka, Kansas is on his death bed. He is at Midland Hospice house in Topeka, Kansas on the verge of death. In case you aren’t familiar with Westboro Baptist Church, they are the guys who picket soldiers’ funerals, celebrity funerals, and various events. Their choice of words is horribly unkind, with posters saying things like, “God Hates Fags” or “Fag Nation” or “Fag Troops” or “Priests Rape Boys” or “Dike Liberty.” They are most known for being the “God Hates Fags church.” Their defense of the use of the word “fag” comes from the Old Testament. They claim that the term “fag” is an “elegant” term for sinners in general, and that the term denotes a pile of sticks that fuel a fire – the way that the wicked kindle God’s wrath. Only, the term “fag” isn’t used this way in our culture, and when you show up with signs saying that God hate fags, it comes off as meaning something totally different. Anyhow, I’ve been following these guys for years, listening to messages or interviews and watching documentaries. I’ve learned much about them. Continue reading Fred Phelps Sr. of Westboro Baptist Church is Near Death
Dead Man Walking is a book written by a nun named Sister Helen Prejean. Tim Robbins made a play out of it, and I had the chance to go check it out on Friday at Miami Dade College. It was also made into a movie. My wife is taking a stage course at Miami Dade and was doing some “behind the scenes” stuff. The school had been performing it all week long and Friday night was the last night of the performance. It was very well done. Everyone in attendance seemed to thoroughly enjoy the play and be captivated by it, as evidenced by the gasps and laughs and crying. Dead Man Walking follows a particular time in Prejean’s life when she meets a man by the name of Matthew Poncelet. I don’t want to give away too many details, so I’ll just say that she was his spiritual advisor while he was on death row. The really cool part was that Prejean was actually there on Friday night, and we were able to hear her speak afterwards. She filled us in on the fact that she ultimately wanted the story to stir the audience to think about the death penalty and how it is wrong to use death to teach that death is wrong. It certainly made me think about my own position, and the defenses of others. But that’s not what I want to briefly comment on. I heard many reactions of approval in the audience to a lot of the spiritual advice that Prejean gave Matthew Poncelet. I wasn’t one of them. There were three statements she made to him during their time together that I think were totally devastating for anyone to hear while on death row. I found her advice to be hopeless news for the poor guy and hoped that he paid no attention to it. Continue reading Some Thoughts on Dead Man Walking