Friday, October 28, 2022


Hey all! This morning I got in one last workout before heading up to Richmond. Today's workout followed this routine (3 sets each):

  • Barbell bench press
  • Overhead shoulder press
  • Lat pulldown
  • Pull up
  • Dumbbell row
  • EZ bar curls
  • Dumbbell hammer curl
  • Incline dumbbell bench press
  • Dumbbell lateral raise
  • Tricep pushdown
  • Seated dumbbell curl 

I added in some ab work at the end. Feeling great and ready for tomorrow's race. I'm taking this book along on my trip. 

It's been a while since I've read Lewis and Demarest. But my, what an outstanding way to approach theology. Their "integrated" method combines historical theology, biblical theology, systematic theology, and even practical theology. If I were to ever teach theology courses, this is the textbook I would use. That's because for every doctrine of Scripture -- Christology, for example -- you need to ask at least 4 crucial questions:

  • What have Christians said about this topic through the ages?
  • What do the Scriptures themselves have to say?
  • How can we best systematize all this knowledge?
  • What are the implications of this doctrine for Christian faith and practice?

I love this approach.

Before getting on the road I might mention that in five days (Nov. 2) we will be commemorating Becky's homegoing 9 years ago. I have been blogging about this for all these years as you know. I hope you've found at least some of this helpful. I know that some of my posts may seem to be pedantic, but I've found that using the same words and expressions over and over again has been extraordinarily helpful to me as I try to regain a sense of control when I'm facing hard times. It's a different kind of hard, losing a spouse to cancer. Don't get me wrong. This is probably nothing like the hard that I imagine so many of you have experienced through the years. Please hear me. I am not trying to compare my apples with your oranges. I think we can all agree that life is tenuous and breakable and so very fragile. But God, the God of miracles even when no miracles are to be had, asks us to believe the hardest thing even when you feel like your life is perched on a single rock in the middle of a raging river with no place to go but deeper into his love.

I'll have further reflections on the 2nd. Right now I have nothing else to say but a prayer of thanks to my God. I am so grateful he brought Becky into my life. I have been so blessed by her love and by the life she shared with us. And as much as I wish that my heart wasn't broken right now, I'm so thankful that I knew her. So thanks be to God. Because he loves me. Wholly and unreservedly. And I am starting to realize that he will never tire of showing me that.