The Reformed world I once knew is gone. It’s completely fractured.— Joel Webbon (@rightresponsem) October 2, 2023
There is an appropriate degree of mourning to be had, but we cannot mourn indefinitely. We must build. And we cannot build without the proper materials. We must study and learn. We must repent.
Much of our…
This whole post is solid, but one thing— especially as a dad— that has been really grabbing me of late is looking forward, not back. Not just looking forward to Christ’s return— though we await that day— but looking forward to generations to come. Yes, Christ could return tomorrow. True. But He could also return 10,000 years from now. Cultivating in my children, knowing that the future is their home, is equaly important as preparing to enter the Kingdom tomorrow. And if there be 10,000 more years, bright shining as the Sun, we have battles to prepare them for, we have foundations to secure.
But our children, and our children’s children, they may be remembered as the generation that began to mount some of the first and most significant attacks against the dragons and giants that currency[sic] terrorize the King’s land.
My children may be the leaders in the next Reformation, the next revivals that turn nations to God Almighty. They may have a hand in pushing the dragons back into the dark. We cannot just retreat and hold out until Christ returns with His mighty armies, lest we are committed to being on the run for 10,000 years. We have to push back the dark and our kids, a quiver full of arrows, are the next major part of that.
Perhaps the story is not coming to a close, but barely beginning.