(Part 2) Introduction Screwtape calls it, “The blessed word, adolescent.” It is one of his favorites to conjure up and distract from actual immaturity. The idea that Lewis, though Screwtape, wishes to convey is that posture in which a, usually young, man takes to task a person or an idea that he believes that heContinue reading “The Puffed up and the Invisible Rabbit”
Author Archives: C. M. Haire
The Sin of Intellectual Laziness
Introduction There has been no small amount of hay made over the apparent dichotomy of feeling vs. thinking. In the wider world we have Ben Shapiro telling us that the facts don’t care about your feelings. In the Christian world Alan Jacobs is something of an intellectual darling for his book How to Think. PiperContinue reading “The Sin of Intellectual Laziness”
Gratitude Toward the Fallen
I would like to take some time to make some observations that will no doubt enrage a great few people with axes to grind. It seems to me, from my particularly small perch on the internet, that the phrase, “No one eats their own like X” is a genre of behaviour that Christians seem to feel we have not received enough credit for, and as such, must make up for lost time. Heretic burnings be damned, nothing lights a fire under a theologian or pastor like negative online reactions. To paraphrase James, “So also the keyboard is a small member, yet it boasts of great things. How great a forest is set ablaze by such a small fire!”
Unspoken Sermons
Editors note: I continue to be out of town this week so forgive this article being a little shorter that usual. One of my books that is of great personal value, is a clothbound edition of Unspoken Sermons by George MacDonald.* The title alone is romantic but it has come to mean more to meContinue reading “Unspoken Sermons”
What Do You Want?
Editors Note: This week I am on vacation visiting T.S. As such The following is a guest post by my friend D.W. Syme.
There is a film that is often inflicted upon dutiful boyfriends or husbands. As the credits role, he sits there with one arm around his sniffling wife, the other holding her box of tissues and tries desperately not to look too relieved that movie has mercifully ended.
The Good Things were Predestined Too
The other evening my friend Hudson joined me on the front porch. We had a couple of cigars (each), Lagavulin 16, we tried a particularly awful coffee bourbon that will remain nameless, and listened to a lecture by N.D. Wilson on Chestertonain Calvinism. We conversed and laughed. It is one of the nights that I will remember for a long time. It was more than a good night, it was particularly holy. In Ecclesiastes Solomon teaches that life can be incredibly hard. But God has generously granted a salve, good friends, good food, and good drink.
Quiet Courage of Faithfulness
“I am tired of people leaving the church because they got butt-hurt.” It is a little bit more crude than I would phrase it but it nicely sums up the general point. My friend and I were talking about a young seminarian had left the church because the pastor would not let him run things.Continue reading “Quiet Courage of Faithfulness”
Come and Die
It is ironic to me that some of the best thinking on marriage was by the perpetually celibate Fulton Sheen. He understood how marriage reflects the gospel in a way that is frankly, something of a breath of fresh air to those of us straining trinitarian image gnats out of the ointment of complementarianism. IContinue reading “Come and Die”
Maybe Give Martha a Break
A hot topic, as of late, has been hospitality. Specifically that Christians should be hospitable and how they should do so. While I absolutely agree that hospitality is a command* and is one of the most effective ways to demonstrate and share the Gospel, I fear that there is a trend of watering down ourContinue reading “Maybe Give Martha a Break”
Southern Reformed Smoker 