I am cleaning my room today. Ask anyone who really knows me and they will tell you, not of my impartation, but from their own observation that the state of my room is a portrait of how my heart is behaving. Right now, I live in a purple, gabled coat closet. It is the size … Continue reading
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a moveable feast
“secura mens quasi iuge convivium est” — The secure mind is like a perpetual feast! “6 Now these things, brethren, I have figuratively transferred to myself and Apollos for your sakes, that you may learn in us not to think beyond what is written, that none of you may be puffed up on behalf of one against … Continue reading
journal 2.23.17 – singing the psalms
I’m listening to the Shins right now, but I am thinking about Dr. Erb’s psalm settings. Ain’t it nice to live in a world where I can have both? Which is better worth it to spend my time singing or listening to? I would think the Psalms are better simply by virtue of their purpose: … Continue reading
journal 2.20.17 – garments of peace
What does it look like to be clothed before God? Lewis put it well when describing the solid people (the saints) in the Great Divorce: “A tiny haze and a sweet smell went up where they had crushed the grass and scattered the dew. Some were naked, some robed. But the naked ones did not … Continue reading
