Somebody Else’s Mail (24)

Today, evangelical Christendom divides broadly into people who relate to the formulation “Christ is King” and people who prefer “Jesus is Lord”, a subject discussed at length in this post. The first statement is the hope of the Israelite remnant. Ironically, we hear it most frequently today from Christians who conflate our present era with the millennial reign of Christ, many of whom don’t think much of Jews. The second statement was characteristic of the apostles and writers of the New Testament and best describes the Church’s relationship to Israel’s rejected Messiah.

God has made him both Lord and Christ. We completely concur.

Too Hot to Handle: Atheists in Foxholes

In which our regular writers toss around subjects a little more volatile than usual.

David Rönnegard is 37. He has a PhD in philosophy from the London School of Economics, and is a researcher and teacher in corporate social responsibility in Stockholm. Sadly, and far too soon, David’s friends and family will be using “had” and “was” rather than “has” and “is” to describe him.

Dr. Rönnegard has stage four lung cancer. He is also the author of an article in Philosophy Now entitled “Atheist in a Foxhole”.

Why Are We So Easily Shaken?

I won’t soon forget his face.

He was perhaps thirty or forty years of age, well-dressed and smart looking, a typical man of his era. He was just one among the thousands who had come to this week-long Christian conference.

Every morning, the speakers had been dealing with the reasons for faith, their goal being to show people how firm and rational the foundation for our beliefs really is. Naturally, in this day and age, they had found it necessary to refer often to the recent screeds of people like Richard Dawkins, Christopher Hitchens, Daniel Dennett or Sam Harris, the self-appointed “brights” of the atheist world, the so-called “Four Horsemen” of the secular apocalypse; though, really, all four are theological lightweights, since contempt for one’s subject matter tends to make one rather imprecise. Anyway, they make their way by preaching to the atheistic converted, reciting to them the same old canards that have been circulating since Darwin, Freud, Marx and Nietzsche. (Truly there is no new thing under the sun.)

Dating Jeremiah

The prophecies of Jeremiah appear in nothing remotely resembling chronological order. The text supplies no explanation for this, but it’s definitely the case. I am confident there is an intentionality in the Holy Spirit’s arrangement of his word, but whatever it may be, his logic defies easy analysis.

Speculations inevitably ensue. Reader suggestions include scribal error, editorial accident, literary device, arrangement by topic or theme, ordering by length of message and even multiple authors.

Refusing a Direct Order

If I have the story right, a few years ago my nephew drove an ax into his own foot while chopping firewood at camp. I imagine it hurt a fair bit. He made his way to one of our northern doctors, who performed a rough and ready repair without anesthesia, which made for an interesting series of sensations he had little desire to repeat.

Life is full of such learning experiences. I’m pretty sure my nephew has had occasion to pick up an ax since, but no such mishaps have resulted. Perhaps he stands differently to cut wood, or hews from a different angle, away from his own body. Maybe he takes care to work undistracted. I don’t know what the change might be, but whatever it is, it seems to have worked.

Anonymous Asks (424)

“Does a wife have to submit to her husband?”

The way we frame a question tells people quite a bit about the assumptions that provoked us to ask it. Moreover, in seeking to answer an anonymous question, the reader finds himself making assumptions about the person asking it that are hard to avoid and may well be entirely wrong. For example, the way today’s question is framed immediately sends my brain down a particular track. I am already making assumptions about the writer — female, issues with authority, chip on the shoulder, etc. — all of which may be complete rubbish.

The Prophetic Curveball

Like Fred MacMurray, Rachel had three sons. Boy, I’m dating myself with that one.

Work with me here. I know the patriarch Jacob’s favorite wife only gave birth to two boys physically: Joseph and Benjamin. No need to argue about that. Her unfortunate death in the immediate aftermath of bringing the latter into the world ensured she would produce no more heirs for Jacob.

But she still ended up with three boys. Some of our readers are getting it now.

Somebody Else’s Mail (23)

Several pieces of internal evidence prompt Bible scholars to link Psalms 9 and 10. The most obvious is an irregular acrostic pattern that begins in Psalm 9 (alef through kaf) and which Psalm 10 completes (lamed through tav), though EW Bullinger asserts seven letters are missing. A second clue is the lack of superscription on Psalm 10, and a third is the fact that in the Septuagint they form a single psalm.

Despite these indications, reading the two psalms back to back also raises more than a few questions.

Too Hot to Handle: Brimstone and Deceit

In which our regular writers toss around subjects a little more volatile than usual.

Tom: Here’s a hot topic we’ve yet to discuss, IC — at least, it’s generated some serious heat for [former] Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau, sufficient to rate an article in The New York Times.

At issue is the government’s determination to tie federal funding for youth job programs to the expression of politically correct opinion. It’s about $113 million annually, give or take, and approximately 70,000 jobs are at stake.

The Prime Minister dismisses the very predictable negative reaction from Canadian conservatives as a “kerfuffle”.

Tracking True

So it was my birthday, and a friend says to me, “Why don’t we go sailing on the big water?”

I’d sailed in a small way before, but that sounded good. So off we set.

My friend let me take the tiller while he went up to the prow deck and relaxed in the sun. “Just keep your eye on the compass in front of you and trust that,” he said. “So long as it says what it says now, we’re going to be on course.”

Real Guilt and Phantom Guilt

Revisiting the past can be a draining and unpleasant experience.

Let’s start with this: some parents are better than others, but no parent is perfect. That includes parents who were relatively established, mature Christians when they began raising their children. There is just too much we don’t know at 25 or 34. There are things about parenting I am just learning now, three decades later.

So then, at some point, the chickens come home to roost. Your children will either start telling you in which ways you failed, or else their progress in life (or lack thereof) may tell the story more eloquently than any words. You will have one of those very unpleasant “I did THAT?” moments.

Semi-Random Musings (53)

This 2021 post documented how, in not much more than a single generation, Jewish religious leaders went from burning the prophecies of Jeremiah — and physically abusing him for making them — to preserving and circulating those same predictions for posterity, such that Daniel in exile had his own copy of what eventually became Jeremiah 25.

In fewer than 66 years, Jeremiah went from pariah and public menace to one of Israel’s most respected prognosticators, though he probably didn’t live long enough to see his career re-evaluated.

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“Why didn’t Jesus write any books of the Bible?”

If we’re going to be pedantic, there’s an argument to be made that he did. The Bible refers to the Holy Spirit as “the Spirit of Jesus”. It also tells us that same Spirit superintended the writing of the Bible. “Men spoke from God as they were carried along by the Holy Spirit” and “All scripture is breathed out by God”, literally in-Spirit-ed.

If we accept what the Bible says about the process by which it came into existence, then technically speaking Jesus didn’t just write one book of the Bible, he wrote them all.

A Good Question

“Dad, why does everybody shut their eyes when they pray?” my daughter once asked. It’s a good question, and one that never occurred to me in my own childhood. I know now why I still do it instinctively: it’s because it was drummed into me both by precept and example.

To be fair, I can’t remember my parents instructing their children to do it, though both practiced it. Mind you, they also religiously practiced an afternoon nap, and that didn’t come out of either Old or New Testament. With four children relatively close together in age, I’m pretty sure it came out of sheer exhaustion. I have never felt obliged to mimic that habit.