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A La Carte (May 27)

Eternity Etched On My Eyes

This is a powerful bit of writing. “‘I’m so weak. I’m so weak. I’m so weak,’ I whispered from the floor where I lay in my room, overwhelmed with the ongoing pain day after day. I looked up at my nightstand where the little orange bottle sat containing the narcotic medication. If I took a bunch, I wouldn’t feel the pain anymore. I slowly lifted myself off the floor and sat on the edge of my bed.”

Don’t Dismiss Housework

So good: “The work of a stay-at-home mom—as well as the labor done by many domestic workers—is often disdained by our society because it fixates on and around the home. Yet traditionally, the home was not a place to be despised.”

Multi-Site Church Video Screen Utterly Fails At Pastoral Counseling

In my mind this is a great example of what satire can accomplish so well. “Going to the screen from which they get their weekly Sunday messages, the couple began pouring out their marital issues to the inanimate object, including Judy’s spending and Derrick’s untidiness. However, after a good half-hour with no response from the video screen, the couple’s discussion stalled, and they left discouraged.”

We Are Not Entitled to the World’s Respect

“If we genuinely are willing to take our cues from the New Testament, rather than instinct, we might be surprised to find the way the apostles would have us to engage with our society.”

Grieve and Receive the Gift of Special Needs

Andrew Wilson writes movingly of both the grieving and the gift of children with special needs.

4 Ways to Categorize Complaints in the Church

Here’s one for pastors and church leaders to consider.

This Day in 1564. 452 years ago today, French Protestant Reformer John Calvin died. *

How to Glorify God by Being a Generalist

I really appreciate what Joe Carter says here about the value of being a generalist (as opposed to a specialist).

Flashback: To The Other Woman’s Embrace

“I sometimes wonder what it was like for Sarah as she watched Abraham and Hagar walk into that tent together—what she thought, what she felt. What was it like for the wife to watch her husband seek privacy with that other woman, knowing exactly what they were about to do?”

Horton

Men’s ideas of the wrath to come may be judged of by the earnestness with which they exhort others to fly from it.

—J.C. Ryle

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