Even the best of us fail sometimes. We can forget to doubly clad our families on cold days (Proverbs 31:21). We can exasperate our children (Colossians 3:21). We can snap at our children and fail to extend God’s grace to them after God has been so gracious to us (Matthew 18:21-35). However, the guilty feeling that usually follows these failings is not one to be suppressed or glossed over with the help of wine (like some cultural influencers might tell you).
I turned 29 last week. What a huge admission! And I feel grateful to God that I made it this far. If I make it, I will have outlived Jimi Hendrix, Amy Winehouse, Mac Miller, and James Dean.
However, in the weeks leading up to my birthday, as my husband inquired about how I would like to celebrate and what gifts I would desire, I couldn’t help but feeling underwhelmed with myself. Like I wasn’t worth celebrating. Ever felt that feeling?
Anti-natalism is back with some new coat of paint, but its proponents are still making the same old, ugly (ungodly) arguments. As biblically-faithful Christians, we cannot now allow these parties to talk us (or our neighbors) out of fulfilling God’s explicit instructions: “Be fruitful, multiply, fill the earth, and subdue it. Rule the fish of the sea, the birds of the sky, and every creature that crawls on the earth.” (Gen. 1:28)
Even the godliest people get weary some days.
Nowadays, preachers keep emphasizing the need to ‘love our neighbors in order to be good Christians’, but that is not where God tells us to start our sanctification journey. When speaking to self-proclaimed “experts” on God’s law, Jesus addressed the debate head on: