One of the things I much enjoy doing is taking some bit of the Puritans and trying to make them more accessible to modern audiences—a habit that began with my trying to translate a systematic theology into a five-year-old’s vernacular. There is so much wisdom from long ago, but sometimes it’s so hard to get to. Even tiredness can make…
Written October 2017. Most kind and loving people have admirably low expectations for mothers of young children. People constantly reassure me that my failures are okay, whether it’s that I forgot to bring something, do something, answer an email quickly, or even if it’s something more important: “Nobody can be perfectly patient all the time.” “I didn’t read the Bible…
I was reading John Bunyan’s “Prison Meditations” tonight and these three little stanzas make a solid little sub-poem that I found very encouraging. We sell our earthly happiness For heavenly house and home; We leave this world because ’tis less, And worse than that to come. We change our drossy dust for gold, …