Embrace the chaos. I can’t tell you how often I find myself saying that, whether it’s to myself (usually), offhandedly to random strangers who stop me in the middle of a shopping trip to inquire how I “do it,” or to someone who is overwhelmed by children, be they mine or their own: embrace the chaos. Now, there’s a real…
Month: February 2011
a solid grip on depravity
One day, quite some months ago now, E (who is two) responded to one of my reprimands with a violent, “But I don’t want to be good, I want to be BAD! I AM BAD!” Well, yes, yes you are, little one. You don’t even know how bad you are. Mommy’s bad, too. It’s called sin. It’s called needing Jesus.…
No better Gospel.
I’ve been reading this biography of Spurgeon (did you know he was the eldest of seventeen children?!?), and I find that one passage has stuck unyieldingly in my head [chapter 1]: C. H. Spurgeon had been announced to preach at Haverhill in Suffolk, and–an exceptional incident–he was late in arriving. So his grandfather began the service and, when the expected…