2018-08-16T14:22:03-05:00

If you are like me, you are probably pretty tired of all the claims to have arrived at the newer, better, or realer understanding/expression of missional church. You may also be tired of the tiring angst towards traditional, organized, or – horror of horrors – attractional church. Some are so tired of it, in fact, that they’ve embraced and perpetuated an opposite kind of propaganda – the propaganda, as it were, of missional agnosticism, chiding the whole lot of it as a... Read more

2018-08-16T14:22:03-05:00

Recently, Tim gave an interview and was asked about his position on gay rights and gay marriage. Among other things, Keller said, “a thoughtful Christian Biblical response doesn’t fit into any of the existing categories out there,” and then went on to describe that while Christians have to grapple with the culture’s vision of sexuality, we also have to love our neighbor and seek justice and fairness. It was a beautiful, and beautifully nuanced, answer. Of course, not so for other Reformed... Read more

2018-08-16T14:22:03-05:00

This is a continuation of a previous post that ended with this cliffhanger: Which brings us back to Rob Bell and Love Wins. A Reformed friend of mine asked me pointedly on Facebook if I would agree with calling Rob a false teacher now that the book had finally dropped. After reading the book, my answer is, No. I’m not going to ring the three-alarm gong, nor am I joining a team to announce that a heretic is among us. But I do... Read more

2018-08-16T14:22:03-05:00

I want to offer an interpretation of the parable I posted a couple of weeks ago, the day after the online firestorm began surrounding Rob Bell’s latest book Love Wins. Here, and in a follow up post, I’ll also briefly review the book. However, I am not aiming to do an in-depth review at this point, nor do I think it necessary to do so. JR Woodward is posting what is already looking like the best in the blogosphere on the topic; and for further... Read more

2018-08-16T14:22:03-05:00

The Bell Tower stood like an old man in the sun. It was slender and strong, with arm-like supports flanking each side. At the top, a narrowing forehead housing a brilliant mind, sounding down on the town like a lighthouse shines on the sea. For most of the townsfolk the Tower was a cornerstone holding all things together – it was always in sight, no matter what trials rocked the day or the life. And its heralding gong was both... Read more


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