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Christ Of The Bible And The Church’s Faith by Geoffrey Grogan

Christ Of The Bible And The Church
Christ Of The Bible And The Church by Grogan, Geoffrey
My rating: 2 of 5 stars

It’s tough to know what to say about this, it’s a wholly carefully-written, exhaustive, entirely orthodox look at Christ as set forth in Scripture and in the doctrines of the Church. It’s an apologetic for the Faith once delivered as well as an explanation of it.

However, wow. It just didn’t work for me at all. The points I liked, I’ve seen better developed, better explained elsewhere. His most evangelical moments seemed half-hearted and perfunctory (although I don’t think they were, it just struck me that way). He is far too concerned with unbelieving scholarship, and does not respond to critics with as much force and thoroughness as he ought. There’s just doesn’t seem to be much heart to this work.

Your results may vary, certainly any book carrying the cover blurbs on it that this does would catch my eye, and I’d expect to be well worth the time, but this just didn’t work for me.

Dusted Off: A Nation of Sheep by Andrew P. Napolitano

A Nation of SheepA Nation of Sheep by Andrew P. Napolitano

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Am reading Andrew P. Napolitano’s book A Nation of Sheep, which is quite the experience so far. The book is about how our national government ignores, circumvents, and attacks the rights and liberties that are the foundation of our nation.

Napolitano’s best known for his frequent/regular appearances on pretty much every show on FOXNews, he obviously takes his talking points from the GOP, slavishly promotes the agenda of the Bush (43) Administration, and is some sort of fascist (closeted or otherwise). Right?

Except he’s not. In fact, the Bush Administration’s agenda is the main target of Napolitano’s vitriol. However, I should note that the Adams (2), Lincoln, Roosevelt (32), Trueman and Nixon administrations receive knocks as well.

After a few chapters skimming U.S. History (with quick glances at contemporary events), Napolitano turns his focus on the present with this little end-of-chapter tease:

If you’re not convinced that the government is hell-bent on accumulating extreme amounts of power in the name of national security, the forthcoming chapters will finalize the exsanguinations of your skepticism. In other words, get ready for some sleepless nights.

I found that more amusing than I ought–the one phrase I’ve been muttering to myself (and TLomL) about the book so far is “don’t know if I’ll be able to sleep again.” And he now tells me it’s gonna get worse?

Yipe.

Dusted Off: Wishful Drinking by Carrie Fisher

This is by no means the best written book I’ve read this year–which is a shame, because Carrie Fisher is a skillful writer. It is, however, probably the funniest thing I’ve read since I Love You, Beth Cooper.

Adapted from her one-woman show, Wishful Thinking is an autobiography by anecdote–a series of recollections from her star-studded childhood, through her early addictions while starting in film, through her later addictions and failed marriages, and to her hospitalization in a mental health facility and electroshock therapy–and a bunch of stuff in between.

Sounds like a blast, doesn’t it? Well, here’s the opening paragraphs, where she explains that.

I have to start by telling you that my entire existence could be summed up in one phrase. And that is: If my life wasn’t funny it would just be true, and that is unacceptable.

What that really means, other than what it sounds like, is, let’s say something happens and from a certain slant maybe it’s tragic, even a little bit shocking. Then time passes and you go to the funny slant, and now that very same thing can no longer do you any harm.

So what we’re really talking about then is: location, location, location.

Fisher’s clearly at the point where this material can do her no harm, what it can do is entertain. You can hear her voice reading the book–I’ve got to remember to see if she reads the audiobook, gotta grab it–I can only imagine how fun seeing the show would be.

Yes, there are cheap shots at Republicans, Sarah Palin, President Bush, and several other things that will offend many. But Fisher is so refreshingly honest and frank in telling her story that you really just don’t care.

Dusted Off: Brianiac

Finally got around to picking up Ken Jennings‘ book, Braniac: Adventures in the Curious, Competitive, Compulsive World of Trivia Buffs at the library. Only made it through the first couple of chapters before I fell asleep tonight (the main book I’m reading at the moment, Nanny State, has been hijacked by TLomL). This promises to be a very fun read–best first chapter I’ve read in ages.

Got a hankerin’ to start watching Jeopardy! again for some reason…

Dusted Off: I Laughed, I Cried, I spent a lot of money at the iTunes Store…

(well, didn’t actually spend the money–didn’t have it–but I have a huge shopping list now)

Every time I have a crush on a woman, I have the same fantasy: I imagine the two of us as a synth-pop duo. No matter who she is, or how we meet, the synth-pop duo fantasy has to work, or the crush fizzles out. I have loads of other musical fantasies about my crushes—I picture us as a Gram-and-Emmylou country harmony duo, or as guitarists in a rock band, trading off vocals like Mick and Keith. But for me, it always comes back to the synth-pop duo. The girl is up front, swishing her skirt, tossing her hair, a saucy little firecracker. I’m the boy in the back, hidden behind my Roland JP8000 keyboard. She has all the courage and star power I lack. She sings our hit because I would never dare to get up and sing it myself. She moves the crowd while I lurk in the shadows, lavishing all my computer-blue love on her, punching the buttons that shower her in disco bliss and bathe her in the spotlight. I make her a star. . . .

It’s odd that I’ve never pictured myself as a solo rock star. I’ve always dreamed of a new wave girl to stand up front and be shameless and lippy, to take the heat, to teach me her tricks, teach me to be brace like her. I needed someone with a quicker wit than mine. The new wave girl was brazen and scarlet. She would take me under her wing and teach me to join the human race, the way Bananarama did with their “Shy Boy.” She would pick me out and shake me up and turn me around, turn me into someone new. She would spin me right round, like a record.

If any part of that selection resonates with you in any way, or if you just like reading insightful men talk about their love for their wives. Then you need to read Rob Sheffield’s Love Is a Mix Tape: Life and Loss, One Song at a Time. Sheffield is a music critic for Rolling Stone, and this, his first book, is a chronicle of his time with his wife, Renée, from their meeting to her untimely death at the age of 31. But he doesn’t tell the story straight, no sir. He frames his account in discussions of mix tapes he or she made for various times/events in their lives. The songs, and the feelings they evoke, are just as much part of their story as anything else.

I have built my entire life around loving music, and I surround myself with it. I’m always racing to catch up on my next favorite song. But I never stop playing my mixes. Every fan makes them. The times you lived through, the people you shared those times with—nothing brings it all to life like an old mix tape. It does a better job of storing up memories than actual brain tissue can do. Every mix tape tells a story. Put them together, and they add up to the story of a life.

Before he really dives into the story of his life with Renée we are treated to some fun writing–like his taxonomy of mix tapes (e.g., “The Party Tape,” “Road Trip,” “You Broke My Heart and Made Me Cry and Here are Twenty or Thirty Songs About It”) and the story of picking the music for a school dance at 13 (which starts with the killer opener: “Like a lot of stories, this one begins, ‘I was too young to know better.’ Like a lot of stories that begin ‘I was too young to know better,’ this one involves Cheap Trick.”) In these opening chapters, we get a feel for who Rob Sheffield is, his humor, his love for music, how it’s shaped his reactions to life (or at least his descriptions of his reactions).

And then things swing into high gear. He meets, falls in love with, marries and learns to live with Renée. And we really get to know Rob as he gets to know her. He describes the night they started to fall in love:

I could feel serious changes happening to me the longer I stayed in Renée’s room. I felt knots untie themselves, knots I didn’t know were there. I could already tell there were things happening deep inside me that were irreversible. Is there any scarier word than “irreversible”? It’s a hiss of a word, full of side effects and mutilations. Severe tire damage—no backing up. Falling in love with Renée felt that way. I felt strange things going on inside me, and I knew that these weren’t things I would recover from. These were changes that were shaping the way thing were going to be, and I wouldn’t find out how until later. Irreversible.

Even if you hadn’t read the book jacket to know what happens to Renée, Sheffield litters the early chapters of the book with references to her death. But you’re still unprepared for it when it comes. Not as unprepared as he was, but enough that it jars. At this point, he’s drawn you enough into his life that you can’t help but feel for him in his pain. Those were real tears I had to try to read through (glad all the clients at work were asleep at 3:30 am) as he described calling their mother’s on Mother’s Day to tell his tragic news, or the way that he kept expecting her to call him and tell him she was coming home.

This isn’t just about their relationship, you cannot escape music in these pages. (you could also say, the book isn’t just about music, you cannot escape their relationship in these pages). Pop music is just ubiquitous in Sheffield’s world–references to songs, lyrics, performers, labels…it’s all there as part of the warp and woof of his reality, giving the account a larger, yet more accessible scope. Some of that will stay with me as long as the relationship story. Not unlike when I read Hornby’s About a Boy, his reaction to the suicide of Kurt Cobain really struck me.* I wasn’t a Nirvana fan–it’s only recently that I can say I appreciated much of their music–but reading Sheffield, I wished I had been a fan so I could’ve experienced things the way he did. Beyond the reaction to Cobain’s death, his discussion of Nirvana’s work helped me to see it in a way that even now (maybe especially now), I can appreciate it for what it was.

Funny, touching, poignant, well-written, moving. (am getting redundant there…sure sign of a post that’s gone on too long) One of the best books I’ve read this year–one of the better books I’ve read in recent years.
Grade: A+

* The total absence of this in the movie is why, no matter how nicely made the film was or how many awards it received, About a Boy was a total failure.

Dusted Off: Summer Reading: Getting the Gospel Right by Cornelis P. Venema

I’ve been waiting for Dr. Venema’s book on the New Perspective for quite some time, and was quite excited to see Getting the Gospel Right in the latest BoT flyer–and my wife could probably testify to my outraged yell when I saw the page count. “This is what we’ve been waiting for?!?!” 112 pages? Bah.

But at GA, Dr. Venema spoke during the MARS luncheon (very tasty, btw) and said two things that made me feel better about the book. 1. They’d brought some for commissioners to purchase at half-price and 2. This book was sort of a teaser for a longer, less popularly written work to come out in the fall. Yay! So I picked up a copy 🙂 I wouldn’t let myself spend any more money on the way home for another novel, so I kept this out of the suitcase so I could finish up the trip with it–figured a popular-level book based on material I’ve read would be just the thing for 10 pm after a long day of sitting in airports/flying–and it was.

As I said, the material in the book is based on articles that Dr. Venema had written previously (which I found very helpful) and you can probably get the heart of it in the lectures he delivered at Denver’s Providence OPC last year (go listen!)

That said–good book. Carefully written and crystal clear in its presentation–both positively and negatively. A great place to start. Or if you’ve already started, and then let yourself get stale on some of the issues, good way to kick start the ol’ gray matter.

Dusted Off: Almost as Handy as The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy

But the last thing that would apply are the word’s “Don’t Panic” in large, friendly letters on the cover. A Field Guide to Evangelicals and Their Habitat by Joel Kilpatrick (whom you know from Lark News: A good source for Christian news) is quite the handy guidebook. The premise is fairly straightforward, and can easily be figured out from the title. It’s a very funny satirical introduction to the strange North American creature called the “evangelical.”

We’re told how to recognize Evangelicals in the wild, what kind of fun they have, how they worship (priceless), how they mate, how they educate their young, etc. It also includes a handy glossary of Evangelical Terms–and of course, the words to Footprints and The Legend of the Sand Dollar. Absolute must have’s to understand Evangelicals.

As with all satire, there’s some parts that really miss–but there are parts that are direct hits. Overall, it’s well worth the time worth several chuckles–and the occasionally out-loud laugh.

It’s really best to not read this book straight through. The humor wears a bit thin if you do, actually gets grating. Take it in bits and pieces here and there, and it’ll stay fresh.

Oh yeah, if you don’t appreciate the humor in Credenda/Agenda–skip this. Kilpatrick’s satire isn’t as sharp (his tongue is more blunt, not serrated), but while it’s not the same style, it is the same genre.

(H/T to kletois for pointing out that my original title was garbledygook)

Dusted Off: Quick Shot: When Grace Comes Home

No energy to do a bigger review. But this is a book to get. Basically, it’s purpose is to answer the big “So What?” question regarding the Doctrines of Grace. What difference does Calvinism make to the way you live? How does it effect your prayer, your assurance, your sanctification, the way you look at evangelism or adversity? The chapter on “Law & Liberty” is better than many books written on either subject. Good read. Easy read. Powerful read. Haven’t seen my wife this into a book not written by J. K. Rowling in years.

My pal, Mark Gibson (or whoever writes the “Book of the Month” blurb for his church says:

If anyone is foolish enough to think that theology, particularly Calvinistic theology, is impractical, he needs to read this book. And even if you don’t, read it anyway. Terry Johnson has provided a splendid work on how right theology bears upon our worship, character, suffering, witness and growth in the Christian life. This is exactly what the evangelical church needs because, whether evangelicals know it or not, their future as a viable movement depends upon the rediscovery of such God-honoring theology.

Basically, get it and read it.

Dusted Off: Overcoming the World: A Review

Joel Beeke is fast becoming one of my “go-to” guys when it comes to contemporary theology, and this book is a stellar example why I’m turning to him faster than “bigger named” Reformed writers. I’ll start with my complaints and then move into the reasons I think any Christian who is not yet completely sanctified should read this book.

There are two drawbacks to this book. The first is that Part Four is addressed to Ministers. And that’s fine, don’t get me wrong. But it’s not marketed that way, it’s marketed for the general audience, not as an expansion on talks he did at a ministerial conference (so it makes sense that one talk would be focused particularly on ministers). It’s not too difficult for a non-minister to find application for their own life in those chapters, but, there’s some real gold that many probably won’t bother to look for since it’s in a chapter about pastors.

Second problem is bigger. Beeke’s attitude toward entertainment: movies, TV, novels, magazines. Now in the aforementioned Part Four, he talks about being careful with worldly entertainment–I have no problem with that and would echo it. But in Part One, he gets overly-specific, IMO, and ends up wandering into “the doctrines and commandments of men” area, neglecting that “God alone is Lord of the conscience” (WCF XX:2). On the whole, I was able to do a little mental edit around those issues and keep his point intact. I may return to this issue in a later blog.

I guess I should mention that the only problems I had with Parts Two and Three were that they were just too convicting.

So on to the good stuff:
The first paragraph of the Preface gives a better summary of the purpose of the book than I could hope to:

Worldliness is destroying the church of Jesus Christ. Christians and churches that fall prey to it lose their saltiness. The time is thus right for us to biblically expose and condemn worldliness, and to promote the alternatives of genuine piety and holiness.

What follows is practical guidance for living that life–what Beeke elsewhere describes as “Experimental Calvinism.”

In Part One: Overcoming the World by Faith, Beeke lays the groundwork: what is worldliness, why we should overcome it, some basic steps in that direction, and encouragement to the task. My complaints about liberty/entertainment come in here, but on the whole it’s well worth it.

Beeke then moves on to a case study in Part Two: Overcoming the World through Piety: Calvin’s Answer to Worldliness. Here we are treated (and I do mean treated) to a survey of the teaching of, and life of, piety in John Calvin, the great Reformer. What does Experimental Calvinism look like? It looks like Calvin. It’s wrapped up in the Church, it’s found in communion with the Lord, it’s found being lived by the believer. This part of the book will encourage you to greater faithfulness, while showing you just what you’re missing.

Part Three: Overcoming the World through Holiness is the heart of the book. He echoes the Biblical stress on “vital, progressive sanctification.”

concretely, then, what must you cultivate? (1) Imitation of the character of Jehovah; (2) conformity to the image of Christ; and (3) submission to the Holy Spirit.

While this section does mention particular sins the believer needs to beware of, the weight of the material is oriented to the heights we are to scale. It’s here, where we see how far short of the mark we are, that our sins are exposed to a greater degree than they are when he says “watch out for X.” There are many, many wonderful concrete portions counsel here that I want to quote, but I can’t seem to find a decent place to start and stop. Pure gold.

As I said earlier, the weakness of Part Four: Overcoming the World in the Ministry is it’s (stated) focus on Ministers. But the practical advice in private holiness, prayer, communing with God, properly prioritizing your family, dealing with pride and criticism, and motivations to overcome worldliness are worth reading for everyone.

I am in awe of (but not letting myself covet) Beeke’s ability to effortlessly and seamlessly mix quotes/illustrations from Scripture; Puritan/Reformer quotes; contemporary authors; and his own insight and experience into such clean and effective prose. I know it wasn’t effortless gaining that ability, but to see it in action is a pleasure.

Well-written, accessible to a wide range of reader, and addressing a vitally important issue. I cannot recommend this book highly enough.

Ugh…it took a lot longer to read this thing, and to write the review, than I figured. How does Challies do it? hmmmm, lot less TV posts on his blog. Could that be it?

nahhhhhh

Dusted Off: Debating Calvinism

Well . . . had some time to kill in a waiting room today, so I read Debating

Calvinism
. It’s been sitting on my shelf since it was published, flipped

through briefly, but I hadn’t found the time to read it yet. In retrospect,

not sure I should have.

Don’t get me wrong–Dr. White’s presentations and responses were thoroughly

orthodox, and sometimes I could enjoy the replies to Hunt. But by and

large, I didn’t learn anything. Which is fine–I’d like to think that I’ve

got the basics of Calvinism down by now.

So what about Dave Hunt? Well, never thought much of him–especially after

the original radio interview Dr. White did with him, and hearing some of his

teaching leading up to that monumental waste of paper and ink called, What

Love Is This (insert that lahaye quote here–and what a disappointing

century this will be . . . . ), and then seeing the debate with Dr. Pipa.

I’d have thought that following that disastrous book, and only moderately

better debate, I couldn’t think less of Hunt.

WOW! WAS I WRONG!

Ugh. Horrible. Terrible. Horrific.

I will say this . . . I think one of his quotations from Augustine I found

the kernel of the application for my sermon this week. But that’s not what

he wanted me to get out of it, I was supposed to read it and say, “Whoa, I

don’t want anything to do with a system that is at all related to his

terrible thinker.” Oh well . . .

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