In an age of increasing tension we, as a people, seem to have lost the art of dialoguing with one another in a fruitful manner. Neither side is able to hear the others and every discussion seems to reach an impasse that is insurmountable. After reading various online comment sections such as YouTube, Fox News, CNN, and Facebook, the problem: people are simply too charitable and sympathetic towards other views in order to make any...
My Favorite Proverb There is one particular biblical verse with which I have been infatuated for some time and which I have made a constant conscious commitment to follow. That verse goes a little something like this: “Ten cubits shall be the length of each board and one and a half cubits the width of each board…” No… no… wait. Hold on, that’s Exodus. That’s not it… let me see here… ah, yes. Okay –...
Every once and a while a strange but wonderful happenstance takes place in my office here at the University of Aberdeen. All three of us (myself and two officemates) spontaneously look up from our systematic theology books, economic charts of the Irish economy, and ancient Greek manuscripts to take part in a momentary reprieve from the intense study that will probably someday result in a PhD thesis. And, in a state of mutual recognition of...
Just a few weeks ago, I came home from what has been a mentally and spiritually emptying season of work. The last month had been one of those seasons filled with “pound-your-head-against-the-wall” experiences, the struggle of dealing with apathy amongst your team, and numerous examples where the harder you try, the more things fall apart. After tossing my jacket and tie onto my bed, I sauntered into the living room and sunk into the couch,...
Yesterday one of my friends on here linked to a post by Carl Trueman. It was critical of the emerging church movement. (On a side note: are we still talking about these people? Boring.) Anyways, at one point Trueman said of this movement: Truth as assertion, truth as rest, was out; truth as journey or conversation was in. The thrill was not in arriving; it was in the traveling itself. It is, of course, a...
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