We sometimes allow ourselves to hold on to the false notion that the “early church” was pristine and that all its theology was settled. The impulse this false notion leads to, especially among low-church folks like us Baptists, is that if we could only get back to the early church all of our problems would go away. But it’s a lie.
Central Baptist has been blessed to have one of the most lovely people I’ve ever met in our fellowship. Peg Horton is sweet, joyous, and deep. She’ll regularly ask me Biblical Studies questions that make me do research, and giggle like a little kid on Christmas when she sees something funny.
I came across this leftover Valentine’s Day decoration during my Sunday photowalk, and it struck me as a fascinating subject. At first glance this decoration, celebrating our cultural trope of “love,” looks like any number of the gaudy February decorations created to make couples feel insufficient. Upon closer inspection, however, this decoration tells a different story.
Last year we welcomed Bump into the world, there are some things to which I’m getting re-acclimated.
When I was a Junior in college I remember collapsing into a chair in a professor’s office. I’d just had an encounter with the type of anti-intellectual attitude which would eventually drive me from Evangelicalism, but at the time it was like be blindsided.
There is an obvious evolutionary advantage for babies to be cute, but I find the bond to be mystical rather than mechanistic.