Paul Washer – Southern Reformed Smoker

A Melancholy Move

I knew the day would come. And it has. I have moved Mark Driscoll and Matt Chandler to the out of reach shelf on my library. By that I mean their books. Part of my personal library are two nine foot shelves, immediately behind my desk where I keep all of my most used bookContinue reading “A Melancholy Move”

Masks and Modesty

Introduction There is a certain kind of woman that has made my upcoming conclusion like unto shooting fish in a barrel. She professes Christ, dresses in a such a provocative manner that might get him to tell her, “Get behind me Satan.” and is N-95 masked up to the nines out of love for herContinue reading “Masks and Modesty”

Lloyd-Jones and Four Chords

Introduction I think, by now, it is pretty apparent that I find modern evangelical worship highly suspect at best. I may be closer to the mark to say I utterly despise it. There are exceptions that sneak into the repertoire of of the four cord playing mono syllabic “worship leader”. But those are usually ofContinue reading “Lloyd-Jones and Four Chords”

Great Commission Southern Baptists

I would like to break from form for just a bit. What is to follow is a random layman assortment of thoughts and observations on the potential split happening in the Southern Baptist Convention. There is no order to these, and I doubt that any of my musings on this subject will cause anything toContinue reading “Great Commission Southern Baptists”

Encouragement for Young Men

Introduction Can we begin with the assumption that young men have brains and occasionally those things get used? I probably over cite Luther’s quote on humanity being like a drunk on a mule who falls off on one side and just to keep things even makes sure to fall off the other side the nextContinue reading “Encouragement for Young Men”

In Which C.H Kicks the Hornets Nest

Introduction When I began in ministry, a common part of the application process for any volunteer was a full page sheet on the dress code of that particular church or para-church. From camps to outings and on a rather rigid guide would be enforced on what was acceptable sartorially. Fortunately I came on the sceneContinue reading “In Which C.H Kicks the Hornets Nest”