Given the question on the blog, I’m reminded of an anecdote my good pal, Rev Ian Glover, told me recently. When doing archival work in Edinburgh, he came across one Scottish minister (whether 18th or 19th century, I cannot remember)…
Given the question on the blog, I’m reminded of an anecdote my good pal, Rev Ian Glover, told me recently. When doing archival work in Edinburgh, he came across one Scottish minister (whether 18th or 19th century, I cannot remember)…
Cards on the table — like Derek, I know Stephen Williams. He was my predecessor in the editorial chair at Themelios and, when I took over, memorably told me it was like `selling a second hand car to a friend’. …
Cards on the table — like Derek, I know Stephen Williams. He was my predecessor in the editorial chair at Themelios and, when I took over, memorably told me it was like `selling a second hand car to a friend’. …
Cards on the table — like Derek, I know Stephen Williams. He was my predecessor in the editorial chair at Themelios and, when I took over, memorably told me it was like `selling a second hand car to a friend’. …
For those who may not have noticed, a new edition of the e-zine is now online, including–among other things–Ron Gleason’s biographical sketch of Herman Bavinck, along with a review of the English translations of his Reformed Dogmatics. (Interesting and impressive…
The Trinitarian formulations of the early Church often seem to our postmodern culture as the inevitable brainchild of monastic orders, burlap habits, deserts, and Neoplatonic philosophy. Austere, abstract, and unconnected from everyday life – just like the stereotypical image of…
The Trinitarian formulations of the early Church often seem to our postmodern culture as the inevitable brainchild of monastic orders, burlap habits, deserts, and Neoplatonic philosophy. Austere, abstract, and unconnected from everyday life – just like the stereotypical image of…
The star was so beautiful, large, and clear,That all the other stars of the skyBecame a white mist in the atmosphere.And by this they knew that the coming was nearOf the Prince foretold in prophecy. Thus wrote Henry Wadsworth…
The star was so beautiful, large, and clear,That all the other stars of the skyBecame a white mist in the atmosphere.And by this they knew that the coming was nearOf the Prince foretold in prophecy. Thus wrote Henry Wadsworth…
