Update And Correction: Unchain My Heart appears not to be a terrible Christian song but something much more reasonable. I can’t remember the name of whatever Christian offering it is that’s played, but it features the word ‘heart’ being wailed at regular intervals. When I remember, I will update again. One Woke up in the middle of a terrible dream about how I was required to have a paper boarding pass in order to board a ramshackle airbus to Hawaii.... Read more
I was briefly on the Ride Home with John and Kathy (40 min. mark) last night, responding to the audio clip of the Virginia house discussion on how late in a pregnancy a woman could chose to abort her child. I hadn’t listened to the clip before I went on and it made me rather speechless, which does not make for good radio. Nor does becoming a one hammer with one nail writer make for a good blog. Indeed, I... Read more
This was an entertaining, if rather old, article. Apparently, self-control is not just elusive, it is a myth, like that pony you think you’re going to buy next year, or that great paying job you’re sure exists in the rust belt, or that unicorn you saw dancing around at the back of Walmart in the camping, or was it crafting, section. That ancient sin, says Vox, because they have totally read the Bible, wasn’t about idolatry, it was a lack... Read more
Is it already morning? Goodness, that came quickly. Did not intend to fall off the internet for the whole weekend. Happily for me, I don’t have too many regrets on account of getting to spend the loveliest weekend in South Carolina with the spouses of the clergy down there. They were having their annual retreat, and they invited me to come and chatter at them, which I did. They all said they had a good time, but I am pretty... Read more
Rushing along through the week. Can’t think any thoughts of my own, so other people’s will have to do. If you’ve had a bad week, here are seven wonderful bits from random books I have lying around. One ”Professor von Igelfeld,” he said, his voice lowered. “I understand you had some difficult this morning.” ”I did,” said von Igefled, “There was an extremely noisy reader. People kept coming in to see him and he kept talking. It was thoroughly inconsiderate... Read more
I am heading into a super busy weekend, and ought to be already running around like an insane person, or Wisdom crying aloud in the streets while no one listens to her, one or the other. But first I wanted to draw your attention to an interesting book I recently discovered on audible. You might be, as I have been, running into terrible and shocking news stories about the new reality of death in the Netherlands. Euthanasia is legal there,... Read more
I wrote something fluffy and inconsequential yesterday, before the news broke that the New York State Senate easily voted to extend abortion rights to full-term mothers, and to condemn babies who survive the ordeal to death anyway. You can watch the Senate applauding themselves here. As an act of mourning—and anger that the March for Life was eclipsed by the manufactured controversy of a lot of people who survived childbirth insulting each other on the steps of the Lincoln Memoria—I... Read more
[Jesus excited to see what you’re beliving him for today.] So there you are, minding your own business, mildly scrolling through twitter, and then someone, Right Out Of The BlueTM, says something outrageous. Or rather, does something outrageous. You leap to, as is your wont, so that, when the video from the other angle surfaces, you have to climb back on twitter and apologize for being wrong on the internet. Which is a terrible thing to befall you, because the... Read more
Good Morning. Happy MLK Day. It is bitterly cold here and we fear to perish if we leave the house for any reason. To console ourselves we’ve done up a podcast about the Guardian’s reporting on Justin Welby’s prayer life, what constitutes good parenting in the age of twitter, and how to go to bed at night. We end up shouting at each other so you won’t want to miss it. Here is the Guardian piece. Pelican Links for the... Read more
If we were able to go to church this morning, which we might try to do in a couple of hours if we can dig out, or we might not if it’s still really slick, it’s kind a toss up at this moment, we would get to hear Isaiah 62 read opposite John 2. The snow has ruined our winding way through John 6–that should be a book, Six Weeks In John Six: Watch Jesus Disappoint Everyone. It’s providence probably,... Read more
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