When you have a baby, a chocolate wrapper’s platitudinous advice must be read in a new light. Instead of tempting you to indulge, it just mocks you, taunts you.
I think I must save this wrapper until my oldest child is five or so.
I am an extremely minor public figure, sort of semi-public. Sort of like the Richard Dean Anderson of redheaded Christian YouTubers. The guy you sort of think maybe you’ve heard of, but you can’t place him. So I need to make a small semi-public statement about the...
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I basically finished my dissertation a decade ago. Paul’s Positive Religious Affections. It’s available on Kindle and print-on-demand just in case anyone wants it. In it I basically argued that Paul is meant to be a model in his affections and not just in his theology...
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As the father of three, I think you’d better say, “…until my youngest child is five or so.”