Things I Think
1. I woke up this morning to a desk littered with medications of various sorts, all of which keep me semi-functional, none of which would have been known to folks even a hundred years ago. With just the medications on my desk, John Calvins life expectancy would have gone up by twenty or thirty years.
What do we do with our medical and technical advances theologically?
I believe all things are from God…are these drugs todays “gifts of healing”?
Are we looking for the hand of God in all the wrong places when it is truly right in front of us?
2. If I prayed as much as I think about prayer…
3. In all the “Strange Fire” arguments, the one fact consistently overlooked is that the Holy Spirit is the third Person of the Trinity. He is not some amorphous, ethereal force. He chooses and gives His gifts as carefully and specifically as you will for your kids next month.
4. I have reached that point in life where it is evident that I will do nothing significant personally, except to encourage others to find their God given significance. It is enough…
5. I stumbled upon this screaming shrew last night and realized how much the devil hates the family and how successful he’s been in trying to ruin it.
6. I still say that ODM’s need to be licensed and then only after passing a simple theological test. That would give us a couple year break while they study…
7. If there’s one thing I wish I could repent of it’s speaking to things political. The office of the pastor has been given holy things to work with that are compromised when laid upon the ground. We can speak prophetically to the kingdoms of this world without aligning with them politically.
8. Harold Campings greatest sin was not date setting, it was calling people to leave the church because it was “apostate”. When any group decides that they alone are God’s “remnant”, their own apostasy is at the door.
9. Why do we find it so hard to love each other? Why does Johns apocalypse motivate us so much more than his other letters?
10. The most alarming cultural trend to me is that the search for distraction has overwhelmed the desire for depth.