George Grant reflects on Chalmers and his passion for the ordinary
In his Lectures on Moral Philosophy, Thomas Chalmers (1780-1847) regularly reminded his students that,
“In bygone days when God’s covenant people sought to strengthen their piety, to sharpen their effectual intercessions, and give passion to their supplications, they partook of the means of grace in all holiness with humble prayer and fasting. When intent upon seeking the Lord God’s guidance in difficult after-times, they partook of the means of grace in all holiness with humble prayer and fasting. When they were wont to express grief—whether over the consequences of their own sins or the sins of others—they partook of the means of grace in all holiness with humble prayer and fasting. When they sought deliverance or protection in times of trouble, they partook of the means of grace in all holiness with humble prayer and fasting. When they desired to express repentance, covenant renewal, and a return to the fold of faith, they partook of the means of grace in all holiness with humble prayer and fasting. Such is the call upon all who would name the Name of Jesus. Such is the ordinary Christian life.”
Chalmers didn’t just preach such notions to others—he faithfully proclaimed the Gospel of grace and holiness to his own heart. As his daughter later testified, “His ambition was to know Christ, and this one aim simplified his life. His obedience in the smal
Jamey Bennett offers a tip or two on where to start when considering postmillennial thinking
Since I've run postmillennialism.com for ten years now, I get asked this question quite a bit: What's the best one-stop postmillennial resource out there? I wish that I could say it is this site, but it's not. You know, life and all that jazz gets in the way.
So my current answer is this: Hands down, Heaven Misplaced by Douglas Wilson.This is THE number one Eschatology book around. Seriously. His intention was to write a book that skips the "train schedules" and technical theological mumbo, but gives the thrust of optimistic eschatology. (Full disclosure: I edited this book. However, I do not make any bucks off of promo-ing it. I've been paid for it, and will never be paid again.)
Beyond that, Keith Mathison's Postmillennialism: An Eschatology of Hope is the definitive treatment of the subject. A Mathison in the left and a Bible in the right will rock your world. He takes your hand and leads you from creation through the covenants, incarnation, early church, and then through Church history. Eventually, he sets you free. And you find a little extra bounce in your step, too.
If you want a little more help on why the tribulation is not in our future (though that is not essential to postmillennialism), see End Times Fiction by Gary DeMar for a great refutation of dispensationalism and an excellent overview of various possible applications of apocalyptic Bible prophecy. A more recent, and wonderfully accessible, book is The Apocalypse Code by Hank Hanegraaff. Both are rigorously Biblical and unexpectedly accessible.
Aaron Presnall (JuanPabloGarcia) offers a glimpse into what four months of bearded rebellion means to him
Editor's Note: I (Jamey) am rounding out four months of growing a beard on the internet with hundreds of guys. I just got back to Hawaii from Nashville, and I thought I'd post a pal's thoughts about the Throwdown weekend where a couple hundred beards got together for three days. Here it is, completely unedited.
Just to get this started, and for those of you who are new to these things, I don't usually tag people in my notes. I post too many to do it often, but this is for you as much as it is for me. All of you. And me. Just to make that clear.
My recollections from this past weekend might be a tad hazy. Beer was had. Much beer. I actually think I remember all of it, but that is definitely beside the point. It changes the story. The recollection of events. All that said, I spend a lot of my time writing and remembering the events of inebriations
Learning to Brew Beer in Franklin, TN Thanks to the wonderful owner of McCreary's Irish Pub, a group of people will head down to The Pub, one night only, for friendship, ale, and beer brewing.Come join us: Sunday, January 10, 2010 at 6 pm 414 Main Street. Tell a friend.
Jamey Bennett gave a ride to a fascinating woman, full of tales of wonder
Tonight I gave a ride to the singularly most fascinating hitchhiker ever.
Ever since I hitchhiked 120 miles from Captain Cook to Pahoa in Hawaii just over a year ago, I try to pick up hitchhikers whenever I see them. Usually the conversations are pleasant and shallow, often involve questions on whether I smoke “the herb” and other such things that concern a hitchhiker’s life. I’m even friends today with one of my hitchers, and we’ve been out for beers a couple times. But this one, she was in class of all her own.
Her name was Shelly, about sixty or sixty-five, gently heavy, with ashen hair pulled back, and bangs that stopped just above her eyebrows. Her face was accented by deep wrinkles, however few they were. She spoke fast, but not so fast that I couldn’t follow. She had this way of pausing, and churning over the next few words before rushing along through the next sentence.
Jamey Bennett wants you to join him for 30 days of writing
By nature, I am a perpetual starter. From diets to hobbies to publishing to clubs, I have started it all.
I have started a rap group, a theological book club, a writing club, a prayer group, a coffee-shop discussion group, websites on various topics, Bible studies, and even an initially successful, though now defunct, homebrewers’ club. Impulsively, I have done things like writing and recording a hip-hop EP in less than a week; publishing a poetry zine; I made my own icons and strung ropes of prayer beads; I obsessively researched starting my own brewery, even taking up hours of phone time with professional brewers from across the country; I have also studied 5 different languages beyond my native tongue, but to this day I am only fluent in English. I’m not saying I’m really any good at any of these things, but these are things I have enjoyed doing.
And, I’m about to start something else. If any of my obsession with starting resonations with you, I hope you will join me in just this one task.
There are apparently many people across the US that are embarking on a journey in November, dubbing i
Alison Sailer worries that our optimism may lure us into inaction
Concerning the optimism or pessimism implied by certain eschatological views, what Christians believe about the power and success of the gospel in the world ultimately determines one’s quality of life as a believer.
End times views are sometimes stereotypical, I realize. Even within each of the seemingly incompatible “isms,” though still containing wiggle-room, people of the same general view still zealously differ on specifics. We cannot forget, however, that most importantly what binds Christians together in the first place is our beloved faith in Christ, the focus on whom should never be shifted in favor of such things as the date of the rapture or Armageddon. Then eschatology can get petty.
Still, it cannot be denied that eschatology does consciously and unconsciously impact such things as how we view the Dominion Mandate in Genesis or the Great Commission in Matthew. What are the implications of believing Christ is coming back tomorrow versus the possibility of his return in another thousand years or so?
All Christians would probably admit if truly curious and open
It is commonly assumed by beer snobs, such as myself, that rice is a no-no in beer. Well, that may be changing. Check this out from the LA Times:
"Rice is considered by many brewers what the nasty industrial brewers use to water down their beer," says Maureen Ogle, author of "Ambitious Brew," a book exploring the history of brewing in the U.S. "Craft brewers treat rice almost as if it's rat poison."
But recently, a handful of craft brewers in California, Colorado and Washington are challenging that blanket disdain for the grain by introducing complex, full-flavored rice beers. They say rice can lend subtle tropical notes and a bright finish to their lagers and ales....
Rice hasn't always had such a sullied reputation among craft brewers.
According to Ogle, the anti-rice sentiment is traceable to the early craft brewing revival in the 1980s. "It was all about, 'We're only using four ingredients, we're not like those industrial brewers making watered-down, cheap beer by using adjuncts like rice.'
"The mythology is that these giant beer makers began adding rice and corn to their beer after World War II to water it down, but that's simply not true," she adds.
The American brewing industry was built in the late 19th century by first-generation German American immigrants such as Adolphus Busch, Adolph Coors and Frederick Miller. Although these men, craft brewers themselves, initially re-created the full-bodied beers of their homeland, many Americans had not developed a taste for the malt-heavy style.
"They needed a domestic ingredient that would make the beers more effervescent, bubbly and lighter," Ogle says. "Rice and corn did that -- it was a desired flavor, not inexpensive filler."
Happy birthday to the most perfect beverage on earth: Guinness. That's right, today marks the 250th birthday of that delicious beverage. Here are a few ways to celebrate the 1759 birthdate of this glorious elixir.
The Problem with Episcopalian Bishops Role Call:JameyB.com
I've been thumbing through Called to Communion: Understanding the Church Today by Joseph Cardinal Ratzinger, otherwise known as Pope Benedict XVI. I found this delicious quote about the democracy of the dead.
In speaking of the "we" of the bishops, however, it is necessary to add yet a further plane: this "we" extends not only synchronically but also diachronically. It follows that in the Church no generation is isolated. In the Body of Christ, death no longer works as a limit; in this Body, past, present, and future interpenetrate. The bishop never represents himself alone, and he does not proclaim his own ideas; he is an emissary and, as such, is the messenger of Jesus Christ. He is guided into the heart of the message by the "we" of the Church, by which I mean the "we" of the Church of all times. A majority that formed at some juncture against the faith of the Church of ll times would be no majority: the true majority in the Church reaches diachronically across the ages, and only when one listens to this plenary majority does one remain in the apostolic "we". Faith explodes the self-absolutization of individual presents; by opening them to the faith of all times, it liberates them from ideological delusion and at the same time holds open the future. To be the spokesman of this diachronic majority, of the voice of the Church that unites all epochs, is one of the chief roles of the bishop that follows the "we"-character of his office.