Thanks to all for the good debates. I am bowing out of online debate for a few reasons:
1. My wife encouraged me to consider whether it was taking too much time and attention, and whether it was causing me to grow in Christ-likeness, or rather just make me feel prideful that I knew some stuff and could argue and wanted to prove I'm right.
2. She was right.
3. Usually, the conversations I have on here do not contribute to some better understanding of how to carry out my ministry to my wife, kids, and church...though some have, and i'm grateful for those, both those of you who agree & disagree with me have sharpened my thinking.
I leave you with the lyrics to one of my favorite songs by one of my favorite songwriters:
In His Grip,
-Andy
1. My wife encouraged me to consider whether it was taking too much time and attention, and whether it was causing me to grow in Christ-likeness, or rather just make me feel prideful that I knew some stuff and could argue and wanted to prove I'm right.
2. She was right.
3. Usually, the conversations I have on here do not contribute to some better understanding of how to carry out my ministry to my wife, kids, and church...though some have, and i'm grateful for those, both those of you who agree & disagree with me have sharpened my thinking.
I leave you with the lyrics to one of my favorite songs by one of my favorite songwriters:
listen here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UelSdWmqZyQ"FOOL WITH A FANCY GUITAR" by Andrew Peterson:
It's so easy to cash in these chips on my shoulders
So easy to loose this old tongue like a tiger
It's easy to let all this bitterness smolder
Just to hide it away like a cigarette lighter
It's easy to curse and to hurt and to hinder
It's easy to not have the heart to remember
That I am a priest and a prince in the Kingdom of God
I've got voices that scream in my head like a siren
Fears that I feel in the night when I sleep
Stupid choices I made when I played in the mire
Like a kid in the mud on some dirty blind street
I've got sorrow to spare, I've got loneliness too
I've got blood on these hands that hold on to the truth
That I am a priest and a prince in the Kingdom of God
I swore on the Bible not to tell a lie
But I've lied and lied
And I crossed my heart and I hoped to die
And I've died and died
But if it's true that you gathered my sin in your hand
And you cast it as far as the east is from the west
If it's true that you put on the flesh of a man
And you walked in my shoes through the shadow of death
If it's true that you dwell in the halls of my heart
Then I'm not just a fool with a fancy guitar
No, I am a priest and a prince in the Kingdom of God
In His Grip,
-Andy