Week in Review

This ‘n’ That

Okay, I’m writing this on Thursday evening before a long holiday weekend. I’m exhausted. It’s been one of those weeks where every day felt at least 3 days long, so I am ready for a bit of rest over the next couple days.

I’m also, like many of you, weary of all that our country and world are enduring. I’ve grown impatient with those who pontificate and opine from a perch built high with pride and arrogance. I’m grieved by the violence and the attempts to erase history. And I’m saddened by much of the Christian response. Either we wax eloquent with empty words from our own prideful perch, or we bow to the whims of society.

All of this is why, in the midst of everything, I find myself turning off the news and social media, including many of evangelicalism’s most popular voices. Instead, I find myself drawn to God’s Word, not simply to read Romans 1 and lament the way it is being played out before our eyes, but to turn to His whole Word and be encouraged by His promises. Jesus Christ will build His Church. He will refine it. He will polish it. He will protect it. And one day, none of this will matter because we will possess an inheritance that now we cannot fathom. This is what helps me close my eyes at ease each night and waken each day without despair.

With that, I wish all my American readers a very Happy Fourth of July. Be safe, wear a mask, and don’t touch the fireworks after using hand sanitizer. Oh, and enjoy your week in review (kind of):

  • We should pray for the church.
  • If too much tea is wrong, then I don’t want to be right.
  • I’m a little bit at a loss for words here.
  • Here’s your weekly dose of adorable.
  • The Dick Van Dyke Show is one of my favorites. Carl Reiner was quite a talented man.
  • I really appreciated these thoughts from Pastor Todd Bordow about Aimee Byrd’s latest book.
  • I haven’t read this yet, but figured some of you may be interested in it.
  • This was an interesting OpEd in the Wall Street Journal.

He does not regard the quantity of faith, but the quality. He does not measure its degree, but its truth. He will not break any bruised reed, nor quench any smoking flax. He will never let it be said that any perished at the foot of the cross.

J.C. Ryle
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