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I’ve frequently admired the writings of The Ochlophobist, even if they make me painfully aware of the gaps in my classical knowledge.

His writing during this year’s Dormition fast is no exception, linked without trite commentary:

Dormition fast, August 2; usual Dormition topics: Tom Waits (america’s final prophet), Georges Rouault’s well-bred ladies, and smoking.

Much ink, physical and virtual (including on this site), has been spilt discussing, making light of, or just plain despairing over the modern American obsession with the “end times”. An obsession American evangelical Christianity seems intent on infecting the rest of the world with.

Even if one discards the recent theology or paradigm of dispensationalism, it’s still easy to get hung up on, well the end of all things.

Whether or not the issue is even applicable to Christians can boil down into another one of those interesting divides of what we believe versus what we say we believe. One of the most profound experiences for me of the past year is coming to grips with the implications of things I had supposedly professed all my life. Continue reading...

Wouldn’t your youth group been at least 125% better if it had had one of these names?

10. Defenders of Ai
9. Mission: Apostleble
8. The Convictkids
7. Dort
6. iPles
5. 7th Bowl
4. Sola Deo Volleyball
3. Grace 2008: Student Edition
2. Eschaton
1. Thunderdome

Just imagine the retreat t-shirts.

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I’ve always had a soft spot for The Barna Group, an organization founded by researcher George Barna to gather accurate information about American religious beliefs and practices. Barna has been a somewhat controversial figure in the church for some decades, mostly because the data he gathers ruffles feathers. His research, for example, indicates that behavioral differences between Christians and non-Christians are essentially nonexistent. Continue reading...

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I’ll be writing a more detailed review later, but for the time being, just go to Amazon, get a copy of this book, read it, and imagine that I’ve written a long series of posts nodding vigorously along with just about everything between the front and back covers.