The school year has begun. RD Retreat started at the beginning of August, and RA Retreat was last week. SLS Retreat is this week (beginning Monday night), and all the new students will arrive this coming Saturday. There are many, many details to take care of, and it becomes quite difficult to remember all that … More A New School Year
Cindi and I, Joe and Heidi Keller and their son Sam, and Lisa LaGeorge walked around Newhall a bit tonight and then went to a very cheap dinner at Mi Casa. Then Lisa LaGeorge gave us a tour of her half of a duplex and we fellowshipped in her living room for an hour or … More Read Like a Gospel
Cindi and I got back today from a 10-day trip to Northern California. I spoke at a 6th-8th grade camp on the Beatitudes, we saw some great college friends, we stayed with Kent and Julie Dresdow and visited their new church and heard Kent preach, hung out in San Francisco for a night and a … More Back from Northern California: Reflections
Deliver those who are being taken away to death, And those who are staggering to slaughter, Oh hold them back. – Proverbs 24:11 Shocking verse. Like waking up at 3am in a cold sweat, sitting up ramrod straight, eyes darting around the room in the darkness, paralyzed as you realize the fate of the people … More “Hold Them Back!”
Just finished a large paper on the Sabbath about an hour ago. God gave much strength throughout the process, especially here at the end. Still have about 4 hours of Hebrew homework to do before seminary classes are completely done for the summer, both class and homework. It is hard to believe that this part … More Desperation and Dependance: A Wonderful and Frightening Rhythm
Just finished reading some xanga posts. Actually, I stopped in the middle of reading one. I stopped because I was thinking: I wonder what would happen if I stopped criticizing the church for not doing what she’s supposed to be doing and for doing what she’s not supposed to be doing, and in the place of … More DO Something
The thing about posting passages from the Bible on xanga is that often they’re skimmed instead of read. I think that’s because we all have the tendency, to some extent, to value what we’re learning and what we’re impacted by much more than what someone else is learning or what they’re impacted by (I think … More The Wine Press of the Fierce Wrath of God
There are meditations and feelings and longings not meant for xanga, are there not? Make sure that you share and give to God what ought to only be shared with God. A child should sometimes share with his Father what he will share with no one else. May we not adulterate such things by exposing … More To Blog or Not to Blog
It’s been a full week since my last posting, but… ah, forget the “but.” How long it’s been since my last post is no worthy subject upon which to dwell (or write). Sorry for the wasted two sentences (make that three). Upon the death of Ronald Reagan, I read one of his speeches today from … More Thoughts on Freedom
Too private to post what I had typed out… what a longing. Read the book, and follow this man who followed his Savior.
My, Father, what a work You have done in my little brother Greg. Perhaps we will live and minister and die together in a far-off land reaching the unreached. That would have been unimaginable just two years back. He is so alive now. Alive from the dead. “Our chains fell off, our heart was free, we rose, … More My Little Brother Greg
Long posts lately, I’m noticing. Too long-winded, I suppose. Long-worded, I mean. Many-worded, to be more accurate. Ah, the pursuit of clarity never ends. It takes a lot of work to be precise, doesn’t it? I’ll put that one aside for now lest I become many-worded again (although the more I think about it, working … More The Death of a Man: A Meditation on Real Service
I watched “The Day After Tomorrow” with my father-in-law today. Something stuck out to me: There is a noticeable and heavy and seemingly inherent respect that resides in the human heart for those who put themselves and their well-being aside for the sake of another person. A father committing to come and find his son no … More Every Hero But Jesus
So many meditations waiting, so little time… there is an innumerable amount of concepts and Bible truths and analogies and aspects of nature and past experiences (both my own and those of others) and riveting analogies and nuances of personalities and corners of the human heart and especially characteristics of God in all three of His … More Creation, Curse, Groaning, and Glory
More set-up today after the move to Oak Manor. God was unsurprisingly, shockingly gracious. Things fell into place right and left, directed by His sovereign hand. I’m currently sitting in my new office. An undeserved blessing to an ill-deserving sinner. To study the Word of God in a private, quiet room with air conditioning and a … More This Is Not My Home: Thoughts on Moving
I’m studying right now, and I don’t want to be. Cindi is setting up our new apartment at Oak Manor right now because the carpets just dried from their steam-cleaning earlier today, and I would much prefer to be helping her. This is a lesson in endurance. Endurance is pushing through (with excellence in both … More Studying and Endurance
