Pockets of Death

It should not surprise us to find pockets of “unregeneration” in this world made new. The yeast works through the loaf gradually. But the yeast is alive, and brings life to the whole. Thus we find creatures who hate the new creation around them. Thus we find baptized covenant members who inexplicably hate the church of the firstborn that claims them by baptism. No matter. Let God be true, and every man a liar—for the time being.