There has been a lot of talk around here lately at TRB about TULIPS, catechisms, canons and confessions. In fact, all this week Andy, Tim and myself are offering some of our reflections on The Belgic Confession. At least historically these are all topics that Reformed folks take pretty seriously. So I guess we have been […]Read More Hungering with the Belgic and Bono
“The Potato Eaters” by Vincent Van Gogh It is Good Friday, a day haunted by the dark shadows of misunderstanding, indifference, betrayal, mockery and the worst sort of treachery humanity can dish out. We began Holy Week with a wonderful post from Peter on Palm Sunday, exploring the meaning and significance of Jesus’ death. He called into […]Read More Kinkade’s Cabin Door or the Potato Eaters Table? (God’s Answer To Our Deepest Questions)
Today marks the beginning of Holy Week. “Holy” is such a churchy word and, as a result, carries a lot of baggage. So, let’s start by lightening the load. Holy means somewhat peculiar, somehow different, something unique, or someone set apart for a special purpose. This week, then, is different, unique, even peculiar. And yes, […]Read More Be Holy (whatever that means).