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Tonight, my church will hold a Good Friday service of hymns and Scripture readings. Here, is the way I will frame the hearts of our flock to contemplate the horrific reality of the death of the Son of God: "Why do we come here tonight? Because, he came...
In the previous post in this series, we considered what Martin Bucer taught in his pastoral manual, Concerning the True Care of Souls , about what it means to be true Seelsorgers –true carers of souls. Among the variegated tasks of pastoral care, Bucer set out five as being primary...
When ministerial candidates are examined for licensure and ordination in the Nashville Presbytery, it is a given that they will need to produce a robust articulation of the life and theology of the Martin of the Reformation (that often ostentatious Augustinian monk, Martin Luther. 1483-1546).
Saint Aurelius Augustine (354-430) had his finger on the pulse of all men, when he confessed, “O Lord, you have made us for yourself and our hearts are restless, until they find their rest in Thee” ( Confessions , 1.1). Ever since our first parents gave up restful communion with God in...
In the last post I sought to whet your appetite for appreciating the theological greatness and understanding the worthiness of studying Jonathan Edwards. We considered his love for the Trinity, how lively was his doctrine in his preaching, that he was innovative with Redemptive History, that his...
A few years ago, I allowed a friend to talk me into running in a 5k. (Now, I realize some of you are snickering even as you proudly remind yourself of that 26.2 sticker on your back windshield; but, prior to that, all I had ever run was my mouth! So, if you mighty marathoners can humor a mere...
Every other Tuesday, one of my church’s elders, Buz, and I head over to another elder’s house for Bible study in The Epistle to the Hebrews . If you have read Hebrews , you know that perseverance is a central theme to that written homily. The idea of perseverance has been heavy on my...
“Here comes the bookman,” he said in his familiar southern drawl. It was early evening, and the porch swing seemed to be exactly the place where we belonged. We could see the long driveway from our vantage point, and sure enough, here came the bookman! That’s always good news. The...
Books are a preacher’s whiskey--or so the saying goes. It doesn't take much to convince me that I need to add one more volume to my already full shelves. I remember, years ago, taking a doctoral seminar on Calvin with Sinclair Ferguson at Westminster Theological Seminary . At the end of a...