Many of us remember the 90s and what has become known as “purity culture.” It was a time of promoting abstinence, purity rings, purity pledges, and purity balls.
I have learned that navigating doubt is always a matter of discernment. We must be quick to hear, slow to speak, and slow to shut down the conversation with premature pronouncements. We must learn to walk together with patience, love, and hope, trusting that there is something deeper than doubt.
God’s love, he says, is seen here, in this suffering of Christ, in this bleeding wound, a suffering which remains in the midst of violence but is not consumed by it. With this contradiction, Phil Klay opens his premiere novel Missionaries, a work about the ways in which war is exported and propagated, and ultimately transfigures the world.
I think almost all of us have felt grief during the current pandemic, even if we haven’t experienced the death of someone close to us. At first, it was likely the loss of our normal way of life.
According to this reading, Bavinck’s writings supposedly reveal the mind of a highly compartmentalized thinker whose reformed “Dr. Jekyll” is frequently overpowered by a modernist “Mr. Hyde” (depending on your worldview, you might wish to identify these personae the other way around).
Can you think of a stranger ritual than the one that has been shared by Christians for more than 2000 years, during which we talk about eating the body and blood of our Lord and …