Major Insult

The Insult: God defines success. I was made for a purpose. Whether my life is good or bad, successful or a failure, is determined by whether I fulfill His design.

My instinct is to resist that notion. I want a vote. I fear God selecting a design and me having a preference for something else. I would then be forced to choose between pleasing God and joy. I would be trapped and feel cheated either way.

But this resistance is built upon an assumption – that I could conjure a joy contrary to how God designed me that would be more fulfilling than God’s will. But, when examined, that seems absurd. Could a fishing pole be more satisfied doing anything but catching fish? Why would I want to rebel against my design?

These are the words of C S Lewis.

Other men throw insults daily without the grill of holiness.

Breakthrough

But the answer is not to capitulate to the current ‘identity agenda’, and then to enforce it with breast-beating, finger-wagging neo-moralism. Douglas Murray doesn’t like that and neither do I. The answer is teaching and practicing the whole biblical gospel. NT Wright

AGender

This is the three-dimensional meaning of ‘justification by faith’: all those who believe in Jesus, rescued by his cross and resurrection and enlivened by his Spirit, are part of the new family. This was and is central, not peripheral. The church was the original multicultural project, with Jesus as its only point of identity. It was known, and was for this reason seen as both attractive and dangerous, as a worship-based, spiritually renewed, multi-ethnic, polychrome, mutually supportive, outward-facing, culturally creative, chastity-celebrating, socially responsible fictive kinship group, gender-blind in leadership, generous to the poor and courageous in speaking up for the voiceless. NT Wright

Cry

When a baby cries, it is most likely driven by fear of being abandoned. This happens while the caring parents wait on the other room hoping for the little one just to yield for the much needed rest. The shalom of Christ is just next door. Be still, O little heart.