I am not okay today. Another Sunday in pandemic-stricken America was spent going to “church” from my living room. As the weeks march on in absence from the assembly of saints, my heart grows wearier and wearier. I am not okay. But there’s something even deeper happening inside my soul than missing the saints.
Lament is something foreign to American Christians. Complaining? Oh, we know how to do that! But lament? Not so much. However, I think God has placed a lamentable situation squarely in our laps with intent to teach us how to lament.
Have you ever shared the Gospel with someone, walked away, and thought I blew it? I have. And let me tell you, the enemy of your soul will use this experience to haunt your thoughts if you don’t remember to have a good grasp on the sovereignty of God.
There’s been quite a bit of internet discussion over the last few years about what complementarianism is or isn’t. As with any theological discussion or debate, there has been some perversion of the theological terms. Some are questioning whether the term complementarian still accurately describes the biblical definitions of the roles of men and women. As I have watched this conversation unfold on social media, I have benefitted from having my thoughts challenged and I have learned much. However, the discussion has caused me to consider a base question that I believe is under the surface of at least some of this discussion –
Two sinners joining together to become one flesh in the marriage covenant can be quite messy. It can create a wonderful, gloriously good, beautiful mess, but it’s most often a mess any way you slice it. Marriage is often referred to as hard. Is marriage hard? Let’s talk about that.
Sweet Counsel 