November 22, 2013
Good stuff by Nancy Guthrie …
December 18, 2012
You probably heard that Daniel Inouye died yesterday. Here is the link to the Wikipedia entry about him. He was quite the hero. Here is a taste:
As his squad distracted the third machine gunner, Inouye crawled toward the final bunker, eventually drawing within 10 yards. As he raised himself up and cocked his arm to throw his last grenade into the fighting position, a German inside the bunker fired a rifle grenade that struck him on the right elbow, severing most of his arm and leaving his own primed grenade reflexively “clenched in a fist that suddenly didn’t belong to me anymore.” Inouye’s horrified soldiers moved to his aid, but he shouted for them to keep back out of fear his severed fist would involuntarily relax and drop the grenade. As the German inside the bunker reloaded his rifle, Inouye pried the live grenade from his useless right hand and transferred it to his left. As the German aimed his rifle to finish him off, Inouye tossed the grenade off-hand into the bunker and destroyed it. He stumbled to his feet and continued forward, silencing the last German resistance with a one-handed burst from his Thompson before being wounded in the leg and tumbling unconscious to the bottom of the ridge. When he awoke to see the concerned men of his platoon hovering over him, his only comment before being carried away was to gruffly order them to return to their positions, since, as he pointed out, “nobody called off the war!”
Christian Counseling and Educational Foundation, in response to the tragedy at Newtown, has made their booklet on grief free for a limited time.
C Michael Patton tells Calvinist how not to respond to the tragedy at Newtown.
Finally, here is a piece discussing the Pastor’s salary. I appreciate what Thom Rainer says. I must quickly add that the elders at Bowman have always done their best to pay me adequately. Thanks guys.
April 9, 2012
Here is some great advice from Luther about prayer. Don’t build prayer into your life; build your life around prayer.
R. C. Sproul Jr. lost his wife late last year. In this piece he discusses the process of dealing with her death.
She doesn’t sit beside me when I’m alone in the car anymore. She doesn’t look over my shoulder when I am typing and crying alone anymore. Somehow the more time passes, the farther she is gone, not because I am forgetting her, but because I am remembering her. The great heartbreak is that she is now becoming my past, rather than my ever present.
I’m not a fan of rap music. In fact, I’m not even sure what rap music is. What I like about rap music is that I can hear the words, something that isn’t always possible with other genres. That said, if you like rap music, here is a free album by Odd Thomas. I believe it is fairly compelling … if you like rap.