I loathe country music. No, wait, that’s not strong enough. I loathe that detestable sounding genre of twangified non-sense that is filled with beer-drinkin’ truck-drivin’ rednecks bellowing on and on about their lost puppy dog or how nice a beer… Continue Reading
In my early days of blogging I was a fan of Mark Driscoll. I devoured his books, bookmarked his articles, and always defended him from his detractors. I didn’t agree with everything but I was convinced that his trajectory was… Continue Reading
In Back to the Future II, Biff Tannen, the stories lug-headed bad guy, travels back to 1955 and hands a Sports Almanac from 2015 to his 1955 self. Biff becomes the “luckiest man on earth” and predictably quite successful. Knowing… Continue Reading
Yesterday I noted the relentless confidence of John Newton. He had such a confidence in the power of God to change human hearts that he was able to practice what John Piper has called a habitual tenderness. It’s what makes… Continue Reading