Next week is the PCA’s General Assembly. It’s a week when the elders throughout our denomination get together to discuss and vote upon the pressing matters facing our church, as well as a chance for all of us to gather together for worship and fellowship as brothers in the Lord.  I’ve never been before, and… Continue reading Generally Assembled

One of our team members in France sent the following today as a part of their monthly newsletter.  “Jamie explained the gospel to a Bible study of non-believing folks several times.  While they accept most Biblical truths, they have great difficulty with God’s grace.  Grace goes against human nature.  They want their works to play… Continue reading The trouble with Grace

These are some of my oldest and best friends in the world. Most of us met in high school, but even Christian (tall guy, curly hair) has been around since 1998, so it’s safe to say we’ve been friends for awhile. We live in various places across the southeast, and I see some of them… Continue reading Old friends

I still seem to be suffering from this accursed writers block. Maybe accursed is the wrong word. I have friends who write for a living; accursed is probably more accurate for them. Still, it’s annoying *1*, but hopefully after this weekend I’ll have drummed up a story or two to tell.  Because I am of… Continue reading Books

It seems that I’m struggling with a little bit of writer’s block. It’s not that I’m out of stories, it’s just that I seem to be out of interesting stories, at least for the moment. I could tell you about the trip to Target this morning. We bought milk, bananas and, on an impulse, a… Continue reading Blocked

I don’t have any large meta-narrative this week. I blame the kids. Here’s some happenings from the Brock household though. 1. After writing over 700 words about the complicated choice of fixing or replacing our oven this week, I realized I’d written over 700 words about replacing an oven. I’m going to attempt to summarize… Continue reading Notes from the home front

Last week, I made a joke about the fate of our chocolate Labrador, saying that he was at a farm someplace where I couldn’t visit, instead of just saying that he was probably buried in the ground somewhere near a vet’s office in the NC Piedmont’s. I thought maybe I would take some flack for… Continue reading Lost in translation

I bought Bradford at the beginning of the summer between my junior and senior years of college. I had intended to wait until August to make the purchase, but a lady with the church I  was interning at offered me a good deal on the dog I wanted, and so I couldn’t say no.  If… Continue reading The Dog Days are Over *1*

Before Oliver was born, people told me that the transition from two kids to one was as dramatic, if not more so, than the transition from zero to one. At the time, I found this hard to believe, as Avonlea’s birth marked a pretty significant transition in our lives. Now that Oliver’s here though, well…… Continue reading Gamechangers

I was going to write something more lighthearted this week. I keep a little log of various ideas for blog posts, and each week I spend a significant amount of time trying to piece my thoughts together before I sit down to actually write each post. I usually have three or four ideas running, and… Continue reading Complacent