A Meditation on Trees: Beauty, Majesty, Thanksgiving
Scene “Another cold and dreary day,” Tom grumbled, lookeding out of the window. He was unhappy with the world and with life—for no particular reason. He had been locked in his house for the past week. An ice storm had come through, keeping him from leaving home. But today he and his wife, Jane, were going to brave the roads. “We’re leaving the house for a few hours,” Jane told Snowdrop, the family cat, as husband and wife bundled up...
From the Cold War of Winter to the Genuine Hope of Christmas
In this short post, I offer some reflections for Christmas. The HSF will take a break next week and begin posting again on January 9, 2023. Aslan In C. S. Lewis’s The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe, the Narnians live in a world where it is always winter but never Christmas. Although it is bleak, they hold out hope for the fulfillment of the Golden Age Prophecy: Wrong will be right, when Aslan comes in sight, At the sound of his...
Discussing Doctrinal Differences
Among the courses I teach at Welch College is Christian Doctrines. One of my goals, in addition to teaching reformed Arminian and Free Will Baptist doctrine, is to introduce students to the doctrinal positions of other confessions. I aim to teach the inner logic of varying positions. But my purpose, for Free Will Baptist students especially, is to teach them how to respond to alternative viewpoints and remain confident in their own....
A Historical Sketch of Thomas Helwys
Upon reading the mission statement of the Helwys Society Forum, some readers have inquired about the origin of its name. Who was Helwys? Why is he important? Readers may begin with the page entitled Why Helwys? This post will expand upon the information on that page. Although I could say much more about this man and his legacy, my comments will introduce him and some of his teachings. Thomas Helwys (c. 1575–c. 1616) was an English...
Longing and Fulfillment
Husband and wife drove down the winding gravel driveway, past the old fencing and through overarching trees. It was a cold, wintery day, but the sun shone brightly on them. A charming country home greeted them, which had been fashioned after a bed and breakfast establishment. A large porch graced the front of the house, and she could already hear the creak of a rocking chair, could already smell the aroma of morning coffee, could...
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