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Confessions of a Southern-Yankee Convert
I have a confession to make. I am a Yankee who honestly likes living in the South, and I’ll be sorry to leave whenever that time comes. For years I’ve been trying to squash this rising conviction that the South isn’t half-bad. Now in the 15th year of my “sojourn” in this foreign land, I still…
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On Reformation: “Blind, staggering drunk”
“The Reformation was a time when men went blind, staggering drunk because they had discovered, in the dusty basement of late medievalism a whole cellarful of fifteen-hundred-year-old, 200-proof grace – of bottle after bottle of pure distillate of Scripture, one sip of which would convince anyone that God saves us single-handedly. The word of the Gospel…
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The Beauty of the Battle Song
This year’s Hamlet production brings with it a number of challenges, including staging the climactic duel scene at the very end. Any audience willing to sit through two hours of Elizabethan Englsh deserves either rollicking -good entertainment in Act V or some good killing. This weekend, the high school guys started their sword training for the play.…
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“Shouldn’t he tone that down a little?”
David preached from Galatians 5 yesterday morning. Great text. Good sermon. Paul spends nearly two chapters in that book smashing people who think sanctification is possible via rules and personal works. See, I was never a salvific legalist — I knew the way to heaven was through Christ and the blood. But sanctification by Phariseeism…
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Birthing Pains
Labor pains. I hear women talk about them. Having never been there myself, I mostly rely on borrowed experiences. The common denominators seem to be 1) long; 2) painful; 3) tiring. So when David Rountree was preaching through Galatians 4, verse 19 arrested my attention. Paul talks about experiencing the pangs of childbirth as he…
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