Theology That Bites Back
As I was growing up, my family was a road-tripping family. My father was not yet a pastor, but he was an evangelist and conference speaker, and so we would often accompany him on speaking gigs, and roll a family vacation into it. As I was just a kid at the time, and not yet …
Honor is not an invisible thing. When the Bible tells us to honor the emperor, or to respect all men, or to honor our fathers and mothers, this is not referring to an invisible attitude tucked away somewhere in our hearts. Honor must be expressed and shown, and not some cliched and trite greeting card …
Introduction: It has become our custom—and why shouldn't it have become our custom?—to review the month of November once we turn the page of the calendar, and all the pieces have fallen out ...
The Same Old Things: Introduction: So I have been assigned a topic that delights me. I am the son of a colporteur, an antique word that refers to the peddler of religious books. Not only was my father an avid distributor of literature, he was one who thought about the whole enterprise carefully, and who …
Our last five years in Annapolis were in the house at the top of Genesse Street. The house had a spacious side yard, and so of course lots of time was burned through there. But the chief glory of that house’s location was the fact that it was catty corner from “the woods.” The woods …
Sea of Galilee from our hotel room . . . We landed in Tel Aviv in the morning, prepared to see what countless pilgrims before us have seen. There are many things to see, of course. Tel Aviv is right next to old Joppa, where Peter saw the vision of the unclean animals in the …
So just a quick note to say that Nancy and I had the opportunity to go see The Jesus Revolution last night. Man, what a time capsule that was. The movie was well done, and we appreciated many things about it. They really captured the excitement and the good weirdness of that excitement, and they …
Introduction: If you scroll down to the bottom of this thing, you will readily ascertain that this post is partly “Autobiographical Fragments,” and partly “Shameless Appeals.” So allow me to dispatch the autobiographical fragments part first. When I was in the Navy, before they let me anywhere near the water, I went through boot camp, …
The memorial service for my father, Jim Wilson, is going to be this coming Wednesday. There will be a song service at 10 am (Pacific), and the memorial service will begin at 11 am. The service will be live streamed (the link for which is here) for those who cannot join us. There will also …
My father was born October 6, 1927, and he entered into glory last night, May 25, 2022. As we remember his life and legacy in the days to come, I will obviously have more to say, but I wanted to register one central thing at the outset. I wanted to thank God for giving me …
