Random Thoughts for the Weekend


1. The New Testament becomes what it was originally meant to be when we understand those letters were written to a people in “exile” needing to be reminded of the grace of God in Christ.

2. I don’t know if “beauty will save the world.” But I do feel the creeping ugliness in our culture. And in my own heart, often.

3. How about this? I’ll listen to the alarm about climate change when we can have a rational discussion acknowledging gender is not fluid. 

4. I don’t think I ever saw friendship rightly until my special needs kid starting making friends. And it happened at the beginning of her teenage years, which sweetened the deal.

5. I often hear something or read something about an artist – maybe an artist I’ve never heard of – that disappoints me so much, I end up reacting to it in a completely opposite way. Usually, it’s by reading or listening to something beautiful. Like Chopin. Or Monk.

6. Err on the side of being too gracious, I think. Still hold onto your convictions but let grace be the chief one.

7. Jason Isbell released a new song from his forthcoming album a couple of days ago. The song is titled “White Man’s World.” I assumed I would cringe a little about the lyrics but still enjoy the melody and sound. Actually, the reverse is true. It may be my least favorite track by him yet. I apppreciate what he’s saying, especially knowing what’s behind the words. But after listening to it a few times, I’m just not enjoying the song. Which is odd, if you me.

8. When asked about my favorite author, I’ve realized how untruthful I am sometimes. Not sure why. But I should always answer “C.S. Lewis” since I have more books by him and about him, than anyone else. It’s not even close. I also read him more often than anyone else.

9. “The thought occurred to me that the crisis for Christians is not that we are politically homeless, but that we ever thought we could be at home in politics at all.”

10. Last week I pointed out how incredulous I was at any Christian support of our President. One of those reasons is his objectification of women through strip clubs and pornography. I also pointed out in a later “random thought” that I enjoyed summer because I get to see my wife in a bathing suit. There were those who thought I was being inconsistent. Of course, the comment about my wife, while true, was a joke because I see her in far less every day. And in all seriousness, me enjoying seeing my wife in anything or nothing at all is a holy thing. If this is considered objectification of her or women, we have lost the ability to see other things clearly  in our sensitivity on a particular issue. The focus has rendered the context blurry and distorted.

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Random Thoughts for the Weekend


1. I think the power of the gospel lies in its power to change us in ways we can only see in hindsight. Superficial change can often be seen in a moment but true lasting change is a long work of the Holy Spirit as we continually walk through this world in faith.

2. I’ll be eating meat cooked over fire repeatedly this weekend. So I’ll be feeling kinda like you do when you go to Disney World.

3. We went from Austen and Dickens to Dirty Dancing in less than 200 years. I don’t think our politicians are the problem.

4. Have I mentioned how good the new Chris Stapleton record is?

5. (Riding in a car)

Parent: You should really look up from your phone and look at the world through your window.

Child: (looks up and and strains to read bumper sticker) I…love…my…ta-tas 

Parent: Look at your phone.

6. I know those memes and gifs of politicians, et al. are funny. But as believers, are we thinking deeply enough about the dignity of those made in the image of God? My incredulousness over Christians endorsing a man like our President stems from the same. A man who once owned strip clubs and sees women primarily as sexual objects is who so many Christians have endorsed and applauded. But making fun of him with clever insults drowns the depth of thought required to help others see how politics naturally degrades and defines others only as functional means to a powerful end. 

7. The Cardinals are playing uninspired baseball. Hard to watch, really.

8. The perpetual incessant outrage on my Twitter timeline makes the insipid memes on Facebook seem life-giving.

9. My spiritual gift may be breakfast.

10. Finally that time of year when I get to see Bethany in a bathing suit on a regular basis.

Random Thoughts in the Middle of the Week


1. There are times when you wake up in the early morning and the Gospel of grace is easily believed. There is no dust to be removed. It’s just right there. Those mornings are a gift. Those mornings are rare.

2. Reserve your outrage for yourself.

3.  As my fantasy team improves, the Cardinals struggle. Selah.

4. The new Chris Stapleton was made for vinyl.

5. Let me repeat – there are an infinite number of ways to fall off the head of a pin.

6. I’ve been listening to R.E.M. a lot lately. Actually it’s been about a year now that I’ve been revisiting their catalogue . Most of it is what I enjoyed in High School and college. A friend kindly leant me some DVDs of their live performances on MTV and while watching those it dawned on me why I’m still listening. There was a lot of comfort in those albums for a kid that didn’t feel like he fit the mold. Southern tones with abstract lyrics. Banjos and electric guitars. Intensity and weightlessness. I understood all that and in a very real way felt understood by these guys from just a state over.

7. My kids are almost done with school. Which is good, because I’m tired of doing homework…

8.  A kingdom for my commentaries.

9.  I’m pretty convinced the damage done to the one who only posts the happy moments repeatedly on social media and the damage done to the reader is incalculable.

10. It’s bittersweet when my wife finds a good book. Sweet because it makes her happy. Bitter because she disappears.

Random Thoughts for the Weekend


1. The older I get the more I appreciate the hard passages in the Bible. Some are hard because they confront my failures. Some are hard because they challenge the culture I imbibe. And some are just hard plain to understand. All of those get more comforting as I grow older because they are reminders God is not only unlike me but unlike everybody else.

2. I wish I had included a chapter in my book on “Vocational Shame.” I talked about this phenomenon in Sunday School and maybe I shouldn’t have been shocked at how many people deal with this but I was. So if you do, you aren’t alone. If  Paul is right in Roman 6 and we are dead to sin because we are united to Jesus. Therefore death no longer has dominion over us because it has no dominion over him. Death is the ultimate effect of sin. And so if the ultimate effect of sin can no longer rule us then neither can all the effects such as “Vocational Shame.”

3. The other day I was thinking about why financially successful, famous people so often end up taking on a cause. You rarely hear about them giving themselves to a cause on the way to being famous and wealthy but once they are, then their fame becomes a platform. My guess? The thing they longed for wasn’t enough. Money, fame, respect, sex, drugs – none of it fit the bill. But doing something bigger than themselves gets them closer to filling the hole. I also assume, it’s the reason guys like Cobain and Cornell take their lives. This isn’t to say Christians can’t get there too. They can. And they fly into the arms of the One with 10,000 charms.

4. Chris Stapleron’s new album is wonderful if you’re looking for songs that sound like the waning summer heat and the moon punching through a hazy evening.

5. I look forward to pizza the same way you look forward to vacation.

6. The New Testament writers wrote and advised the church as if the most important stuff in their lives was happening in the churches and not in the halls of governmental powers.

7. Part of the glory of baseball is how it hums constantly in the background throughout most of the year.

8. You know, I’ve always thought it was weird when people were being applauded and they responded by saying it “humbled” them. I always thought it would conceit me. But I think I kinda get it now. Not because I get applauded a lot but because of my Sunday School class. Far from giving me a big head, it scares me a little nearly every week that all these people come to hear me teach. Okay, actually it freaks me out if I stop and think about it. The weight of that is humbling. Pastors know what I mean.

9. My front yard, which everyone sees, looks terrible. Dead grass. Dirt patches. Terrible. But my backyard? Lush green. This too is part of my sanctification.

10. I have a really good marriage. Songs like the one below are a good reminder of why.

Random Thoughts for the Weekend


1. I’ve been studying Romans 6 for weeks now for the SS class I teach. One thing I realized about the power of grace is this – you can resist grace by sinning but you can also resist grace by not believing you are forgiven by God for that sin.

2. Last night I was talking with my friend David and we talked about how we expect the live experience of a band or singer to be better than the album. Maybe that’s why I often don’t listen to an artist’s studio albums as much after seeing them live. Because so often the studio album is so much less.

3. The steadfast love of the Lord is better than cars without the check engine light on all the time.

4. My son bought a fidget spinner this week with his own money and I’m wondering what your kids will next be obsessed with that my kids will have to have two weeks later.

5.  Have you ever booked your family vacation and then later on the same day gotten what I like to call “expensive news?”

6. Tacos.

7.  When you are going through a season of suffering but you know change is coming and it be will over, you can continually remind yourself, “Remember. Remember you are almost done with this. You will be free.” For the Christian, this is always true. When hardship comes, you can always say to yourself, “Remember. Remember you are almost done with this. You will be free.”

8. I never tire of gathering with friends.

9. One month till the new Jason Isbell album. Three months till the show in Huntsville. And five months till the Ryman show. Listen carefully to the the song at the 28:00 mark of this interview.

10. Last weekend was Bethany’s birthday and this weekend is Mother’s Day. A good season to be reminded of the tangible grace I’ve received in her.

Random Thoughts for the Weekend

deathly hallows

1. Church history yawns at our worries over the machinations of politicians who are but a vapor in this stretch of redemptive history, reaching into the known future of the One, who spoke into all into being and sovereignly rules over even the least of our breathings.

2.  One of the great things about reading back over my Facebook memories is seeing how God has worked in my life and the lives of others over the years. It is oftentimes hard to see how unkind I could be on Social media. Judgmental and snarky, I could be devastating in my assessments of others and so very kind to myself. Recognizing that is a grace too.

3. It is so hard to believe that our union with Christ involves not only being to dead to sin but being dead to all those outworking of sin that creep into the crevices of our heart. Dead to fears of failure. Dead to anxiety over finances. Dead to vocational shame. Those no longer have dominion over us though they wage a guerrilla warfare against us.

4. A lot of time artists and singers are described as “fearless” and I just wonder what one afraid of their own self would sound like or look like?

5. Again, as I slowly finish the Deathly Hallows, I am amazed at the literary quality. This is my 7th or 8th reading and I am always seeing new sentences that simply transcend the writing of the vast majority of writers.

6. There are an infinite number of ways to fall off the head of a pin.

7. Politics will not destroy western civilization. But what entertains us may.

8. I don’t listen to a lot of Christian music anymore for a number of reasons. But this morning I listened to Robbie Seay Band’s Better Days for the first time in years and I was encouraged. And I needed a hell of a lot of encouragement. Wait, that didn’t quite sound right.

9. Every news outlet makes money off your fear and the King says, “Do not be afraid.”

10. There are few lines that move me like “Come ye sinners, poor and needy…” I can rarely sing that one audibly.

Random Thoughts for the Weekend

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1. In this day and age of everyone taking aim at the government all the time, and taking sides, I keep thinking about Paul never even addressing the politics of the day. Not once. I wonder if part of that is a certain humility, because he knows what he would do with that kind of power. He knows what he did when he had that kind of power. “There but for the grace of God go I.” This is an edge of living out the gospel we do not address enough, “If I was the one in power, how would I behave?” What kind of person would I be if I had money? I know the latent unkindness in my own heart enough, that when in power, I just might not use it well either.

2. I’m reading the last Harry Potter again. And while I like all the books and think they are all good literature, that last book is something else. Rowling settled into a a far more literary, deep, and beautiful style. When Harry, Ron, Hermione are in Grimmauld Place that first night and she describes Harry seeing Ron and Hermione’s hands so close together and wondering if they fell asleep holding hands and how lonely that made him feel… that’s just great writing.

3. “How is your fantasy team doing?”

“Cards are playing great.”

“Yeah, but how is your fantasy team doing?”

“Cardinals are above .500 and playing good baseball.”

4. I am serious when I say this – when I go to estate sales and look records, it is depressing to see what most people from that generation were listening to. Most of it is saccharine and sentimental. It is rare to find great jazz or country records. Once I found a bunch of great jazz and Ray Charles records. But that is rare. And there is a difference between Ray Charles and Andy Williams.

5. The Scriptures are an endless of mine of treasures and an inexhaustible well of refreshment.

6. My daughter just called me from Orlando and said she cannot find her money. So this is how my parents felt when that happened?

7. Back before there was an “Americana” genre or Uncle Tupelo, there was Drivin’ N Cryin’. They were punk rock. “Wait, that’s a country song?” I can remember when my buddy Jeff gave made me a copy of copy of a friends copy of “Whisper Tames the Lion.” It went from alternative rock to country and back again and I was hooked. I saw them live so many times in those ensuing years I can’t even count. I’ve been listening to those first four albums over the past week and I gotta believe this was the formative band for my listening. I started listening to Dylan and all the Americana style bands in college because of DnC. I can remember seeing them on Letterman and thinking, “Well, they are no longer gonna just be big in the southeast.” Never happened. Below is a sample of what all you Yankees missed.

8. I don’t think I’ve eaten one thing that is good for me since my wife went out of town.

9. Update: She found her money!

10. I don’t sleep well, eat well, think well, or do anything well without Bethany around. I’m glad she is having fun at the beach but I know she is wearing a bathing suit all day and I don’t get to enjoy it.

Random Thoughts at the Beginning of the Week

nikki lane

1. The other day I posted, “Hope is exhausting.” Many agreed. Others did not understand. They took “exhausting” as a pure negative to the point that it bled over into hope having a negative edge. But that is not true. There are a lot of enjoyable things that are exhausting. Hiking and running, for instance. I was simply naming something I hadn’t heard anyone ever name. That hope is exhausting. It is true, some will forgo hope because they have been exhausted by it before, just as they will forgo the hike because they prefer the couch. But it needs to be said that hope is exhausting. Hope for the things in this world and our hope of heaven.  But I think sitting by those who are struggling with hope and acknowledging “hope is exhausting” is a kindness.

2. I feel like the storage shed of information I would like to tell my parents is filling up quickly and another will have to be constructed.

3. I know we still have a Jason Isbell record coming but it’s gonna have to be unbelievably good to beat out Nikki Lane’s Highway Queen, as my favorite record of 2017.

4. One of the strengths of Tim Keller’s ministry no one really talks about is the kindness with which he treats his listeners. He is never shrill or condescending. Always considerate towards his assumed listener. Belief and trust in the power of the message will do this.

5.  Last night we sat outside with our neighbors and ate Conecuh sausage, field peas, greens, cornbread and watermelon at dusk. It was a perfect evening.

6. I think the reason I always go back to Springsteen is even when I don’t like him, I believe him. Those songs remind me of the human condition and everyone has story lines stretching back further than I can see.

7. I suppose everyone in pastoral ministry has someone whose books have influenced them in a unique way. When I think about the writings of Eugene Peterson, I get more emotional than makes any sense to even myself. My pastoral nerves are sensitive at that point.

8. Even though the Cardinals look bad and my fantasy team lost week one, it is still better to have a week of baseball than a week without.

9. Reading poetry will keep you out of the tepid reservoir of cliches.

10. Driving to Pennsylvania this week to speak at a conference. Please pray that the van makes it there. Not too worried about getting back.

The Need For True Sadness: Why This Is My Favorite Album of 2016

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I wrote this piece a few months ago and the publication I sent it to never published it. I forgot I had written this till an article I read the other day about the new documentary on The Avett Brothers.

Then yesterday, two things happened that caused me to revisit this article. A terrorist attack that caused acrimony on social media before the dust settled. And an ugly fight between one of my former Seminary professors and a prominent writer and thinker.

I still listed to this album a lot. not every day like I was but close to it. I need more albums like this in my life. Full of kindness and perspective about this all too brief life here on earth. We need more albums like this in our lives.


The Need For True Sadness: Why This Is My Favorite Album of 2016

Let me start with a story.

Almost two months ago, my friend and I travelled a few hours to see a band in a run-down club. We saw this band live three years ago at a little festival in our hometown. Blown away, we swore we would go see them again if they came anywhere close. We got there early. There was only one row of people between us and the stage.

Two “bands” I did not know opened up. The first was just two girls. One on drums and the other singing and playing a distorted electric guitar. I’m not sure if they were any good or not, I was too distracted by the drummer. She looked so strung out. And I could only think, “this is some man’s daughter.”

The next band had a similar set up. This time it was two guys and the one at the drums sang. And he looked like he had been in a fight. And he had, as he told the crowd later.  Their music was mosh-pit inducing and we ended up too close to the action. At one point, after I had to push a guy away because he began kicking the women (they looked like they had just come from a PTO meeting) next to me, he rejoined the melee of the mosh pit and then he or one of his moshing friends punched me in back of the head.

That was it. I was done.

This was one of those moments of clarity you only get a few times in your life. You cannot orchestrate them. They are just given by God. I had a moment of clarity in which I asked why, at 45 years old, I was in a  place like this among music like this and people doing this. My friend stayed up front, but I spent the rest of the night at the back of the room near the bar, hoping the resulting headache would go away. I couldn’t really enjoy the band we came to see. maybe it was the girl doing drugs next to me in the back of the room. Or the one, who looked like an anime prostitute with an accountant.

For the next two weeks, I don’t think I listened to anything except Jazz – Thelonious Monk, Coltrane, Brubeck, and lots of Louis Armstrong. I wanted everything to sound and feel as different as possible to the darkness and violence I experienced in that club.

And then one day I was on Twitter and saw something about a new Avett Brothers’ video. Someone foolishly said this was the video we needed at this time. I took that statement as a reference to the weeks following the election and all the arguing and fighting. Rolling my eyes, I kept going through my feed. But then I saw it again and again. People kept talking about this video.

My knowledge of The Avett Brothers  was limited. I own a few of their albums but never gave them a whole lot of time. In my estimation they were the epitome of hipster music. “Ain’t No Man” was played regularly on our local radio station. Catchy, but I never really paid it much attention.

I’m not sure why I gave in and watched that video on the Saturday morning before Thanksgiving. But after watching it only once, I agreed. “No Hard Feelings” is the kind of song we need.

When the sun hangs low in the west 

And the light in my chest 

Won’t be kept held at bay any longer 

When the jealousy fades away 

And it’s ash and dust for cash and lust 

And it’s just hallelujah 

And love in thoughts and love in the words 

Love in the songs they sing in the church 

And no hard feelings

I watched that video again and again. And then the video for “Ain’t No Man” over and over. And I then went back to all the albums I did have and listened to them. And when I say listened to them, I really listened to them. I was not just being entertained, I was taking in their lyrics like literature to see what I had missed.

And then on Thanksgiving day, thanks to a late birthday gift, I bought their new album, True Sadness. I have listened to it at least once every morning since.

Tolstoy writes in What is Art?, ““Art should cause violence to be set aside and it is only art that can accomplish this.” Notice what he is saying and not saying. He is not saying that art does this naturally so much as art should cause violence to be set aside. In other words, art can and should be used to put violence aside so people can be kind to one another instead of mean and violent.

My wife and I have been watching Ken Burns’ Jazz. And what strikes me every time I watch these stories is how Jazz musicians were at the forefront of setting aside racial hatred and being kind to each other regardless of skin color. The music was the vehicle to bring together not only musicians but fans. For even as our country was fighting against the racism of Germany, the military was segregated. But Dave Brubeck’s jazz band was not. The music was being used to set aside the violence of prejudice and replace it with kindness.

And what has continually moved me as I listen to the Avett Brothers’ newest album – and all their other albums for that matter – is how kind the lyrics are. Their songs seem calculated to encourage and dignify not only their people but everyone everywhere.  And this is done while at the same time showing a humility and recognition of their limitations and broken-down conditions.

Take the title track, “True Sadness” as an example. While this is not the song getting all the press, it is the “center” of the record without question:

I cannot go on with this evil inside me

I step out my front door and I feel it surround me

Just know the kingdom of God is within you

Even though the battle is bound to continue

‘Cause I still wake up shaken by dreams

And I hate to say it but the way it seems

Is that no one is fine

Take the time to peel a few layers

And you will find

True sadness

In a culture that prizes gritty, cynical and mean-spirited dialogue under the banner of honesty, The Avett Brothers’ songs are a shot across the forward bow of open-hearted kindness about their struggles and weakness. When was the last time you heard a song about the evil being inside them and not “out there?”

And the limitations of our own lives?

You got to go somewhere, ain’t that true

Not a whole lot of time for me or you

Got a whole lot of reasons to be mad, let’s not pick one

I could be exaggerating, but the landscape of modern music for the most part wants us to be mad. About something. Anything. Maybe it has something to do with our desire to be under the tyranny of cool. Being mad and being cool have gone together since James Dean and Marlon Brando. The smirk and the sneer reign supreme. And a smirk and a sneer seem required in music these days.

But this seems wholly missing from the The Avett Brothers. And not only in their songs but in them also. In interviews their kindness and humility is inescapable. The more I get to know them, the more likable they are. I also get the impression they would be the first to admit how much they fail at this kindness.

And that consistency of kindness and generosity of spirit spills over into their fan base as seen on the Facebook page, Avett Nation. There you can sign up for Avett Mail and someone may send you everything from a CD, or a sticker or a handmade ornament. Or all of those. Why? because they enjoy the music and being kind with that enjoyment. There you can also donate to St. Jude’s, where Bob Crawford, the bassist’s daughter was treated for pediatric cancer. You can get encouragement in the form of lyrics. And those who cannot attend a live show encourage those are getting to attend. It would all be so very cheesy it if were not so rare and needed in this jaded world.

Last week I saw an interview with them at Google in Detroit and they talked about the kind of songs they write. Seth Avett says they could be performing for 20 more years. And if they are going to be playing these songs over and over thousands of times, they need to be songs they believe in. They cannot be about the “dance floor,” he joked. As soon as he said that, my mind ran back and noted the message for each song on the newest album:

  1. “Ain’t Nobody here, who can cause me pain or raise my fear.”
  2. The promises of fame and fortune are not to be trusted.
  3. When I leave this world, I want to leave it with no hard feelings and no enemies.
  4. The discovery of being limited in what we can know in this life
  5. A husband’s need for his wife when life is hard
  6. “My heart is in the puppet box and Satan pulls the strings.”
  7. If you peel back the layers, no one is “fine.”
  8. The fear of confessing your love to another.
  9. Being an artist comes with a price.
  10. We live in a world where you can be a victim of anything.
  11. No matter how you slice it, divorce is painful.
  12. We are so small as we navigate this world of truth and lies and there is something bigger.

In other interviews you will read of their love of great works of literature, all these books with a metaphysical bent. Tolstoy, Pascal, and Bonhoeffer. These are some of the most revered writers in the world. When I learned this about them, it left me in no doubt about the seriousness of what they are singing. In the stratosphere of their own hearts and minds, I think what they read is a witness. The songs above all are part of the great discussion about what it means to live wisely before God on this earth in the limited time we have.

That’s how you get an album titled, True Sadness.

This is rare air they are breathing and I am glad we get, through listening to these songs and singing along, to take in some of that air. My hope is that it makes me a better person as a result and not merely entertained. And that’s the whole point of the album, anyway.

Random Thoughts for the Weekend


1. In a culture of perpetual outrage, to buy into the belief our struggle is not against flesh and blood is not gonna be easy.

2. News of a new Jason Isbell album and tickets to see him at the Ryman are welcome news during a work week that made me want to listen to all his songs with the bad words.

3. I could be wrong but I think a sign of spiritual maturity is not wanting to argue on social media.

4. The steadfast love of the Lord is better than financial security.

5. The problem with baseball is how few games there are.

6. I was talking with my friend, Corey, the other night about music. He’s a musician, so these discussions are always interesting. I walked away from his insights realizing at least one reason why some songwriters are at a level of creating of life-changing art and others are not. You can trust them. People like Jason Isbell are rare. It is not mere entertainment or fame they are after. They are creating something from a place beyond the surface level of this culture. All their failures and weaknesses, skill and success are calculated toward creating something akin to literature for the ages.

7. Christians should be more offended by unkindness and gossip than by culturally-conditioned profanity. Far more. 

8. Fantasy baseball draft is today, so I hope you have been using the prayer cards I mailed out, just so you know how to specifically pray for me and my team.

9. The new Tedeschi Trucks Band live album is mesmerizingly good. Joyous and full of transcendent moments. Adding to my enjoyment is it was given to me as a “Thank you” gift for my writing. That makes the listening so much more enjoyable.

10. There is a lot in life, when evaluated, seems off kilter. Out of balance. Something’s not right. But sitting at the dinner table with Bethany and the kids seems in place. Maybe that’s history. Maybe it’s a createdness we ignore. Not a command. But maybe like sunsets, we should pay attention to this.