“Love that refuses to defend that which is loved is not biblical love at all. Such a sentiment is actually self-absorbtion. Love that shuns a fight is an oxymoron, and so I turn the charge around. The modern evangelical world says peace, peace, but there is no peace. Neither is there love. I love the right worship of our triune God, the God and Father of the Lord Jesus Christ, and the Holy Spirit of both. I love the Church, despite the make-up she is currently using. I love the Scriptures, and the message of free grace it brings bring to a race steeped in idolatrous folly. I love my wife, children, and grandchildren. Though I haven’t seen them, I love my great-grandchildren and want my descendants to havae a place to live in this world where they can worship God with more than three chords. I love my parents, brothers, sister, cousins, nieces and nephews. God has given us a heritage that I intend to love fiercely until I die. I love the Reformed faith — both its glorious past and yet more glorious future. And if this serious note makes some readers uncomfortable — though every word of it is true — I also love Pinot Noir, Mozart, Creedence Clearwater Revival, oatmeal stout, brown cow ice cream, mowing a field, playing softball, listening to blues, reading with my wife, playing the guitar, P.G. Wodehouse, clouds on the mountain, anapestic poetry, and making fun of uncircumcised Philistines” (A Serrated Edge, p. 115).
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