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I haven’t forgotten about you

Dear faithful reader(s),

I apologize for my lack of attention. I haven’t updated this blog in months. At this point, I wouldn’t be surprised if you’ve developed some minor abandonment issues. I’ve been quite busy, and other things have demanded my attention. Since I last wrote to you, I finished my MA degree (and there was much rejoicing), began writing a book, nearly finished a short story, scribbled several poems, and have some other work related stuff cookin.

Writing is an adventure, one I enjoy more than a great many things in this life. And I’ve been doing quite a lot of it, just not here. I’m contemplating rebooting the blog. I’m also considering moving it elsewhere. At some point this year, I need a proper website (or two) for my own personal web presence and for a few different work projects. Maintaining multiple blogs isn’t my idea of a weekend well spent, so I must consolidate and simplify. When I do, links will be provided.

Until we meet again,

-Alexander


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Psalm 27

The Lord is my light and my salvation;
Whom shall I fear?
The Lord is the strength of my life;
Of whom shall I be afraid?
When the wicked came against me
To eat up my flesh,
My enemies and foes,
They stumbled and fell.
Though an army may encamp against me,
My heart shall not fear;
Though war may rise against me,
In this I will be confident.

One thing I have desired of the Lord,
That will I seek:
That I may dwell in the house of the Lord
All the days of my life,
To behold the beauty of the Lord,
And to inquire in His temple.
For in the time of trouble
He shall hide me in His pavilion;
In the secret place of His tabernacle
He shall hide me;
He shall set me high upon a rock.

And now my head shall be lifted up above my enemies all around me;
Therefore I will offer sacrifices of joy in His tabernacle;
I will sing, yes, I will sing praises to the Lord.

Hear, O Lord, when I cry with my voice!
Have mercy also upon me, and answer me.
When You said, “Seek My face,”
My heart said to You, “Your face, Lord, I will seek.”
Do not hide Your face from me;
Do not turn Your servant away in anger;
You have been my help;
Do not leave me nor forsake me,
O God of my salvation.
When my father and my mother forsake me,
Then the Lord will take care of me.

Teach me Your way, O Lord,
And lead me in a smooth path, because of my enemies.
Do not deliver me to the will of my adversaries;
For false witnesses have risen against me,
And such as breathe out violence.
I would have lost heart, unless I had believed
That I would see the goodness of the Lord
In the land of the living.

Wait on the Lord;
Be of good courage,
And He shall strengthen your heart;
Wait, I say, on the Lord!


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A Day With Arminius

One of my favorite Reformation era theologians is Jacobus Arminius. Unfortunately, he’s also one of the most misunderstood. Arminianism is often confused with Pelagianism, and Arminians are often confused with Armenians. Much of what Arminius wrote is contained within the three volume set, The Works of Arminius, and while scholarly and thorough (and quite lengthy), it still falls short of the amount of written works produced by Luther and Calvin. Stanglin and McCall note that he was primarily concerned with ministry, not writing, and he was a professor of theology only during the last few years of his life (Stanglin & McCall, Jacob Arminius: Theologian of Grace, 4). He never had time to write a systematic theology, or commentaries on Scripture. I appreciate any scholarly work on Arminius, and I also enjoyed the below videos called A Day With Arminius:


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We’ve got it pretty good

I type this with weary eyes and an overcooked brain, both overstimulated by research and writing. I’m trying to finish up the final big project of the summer semester. It’s been a tough few weeks personally, spiritually, and academically. I should really unplug and go to bed, but my brain isn’t playing nice and would rather stay up a while longer. So, I’ll capitulate.

I’ll summarize what I’ve learned the past few hours: the church in the west is spoiled and has it pretty good. We might have some serious battles ahead, but for the moment, we have it so good and don’t even know it. As part of my global studies final project, I’m doing some research into Iraqi Arabs. According to the Joshua Project, the church in Iraq ranks 4th in persecution (globally). The societal structure makes it difficult to establish meaningful relationships with a large portion of the people, and on top of everything else, the people have endured tremendous hardship through decades of war and terrorism.

The Apostle Thomas took the gospel to Mesopotamia. Today, there’s need once again for the gospel in Mesopotamia (Iraq). Only 0.50% of Iraqi Arabs are Christian. They are among the most persecuted religious groups on the planet. Now, after reading all of that, I dare you to get grumpy and snobby about someone “stealing” your favorite seat at church.

My church is actually gearing up to distribute Bibles and hopefully do some ministering in refugee camps in Iraq sometime next year. Prayer would be appreciated, not just for the efforts of my local church, but for the Christian church in Iraq and for the gospel to be advanced in a powerful way.

“Go therefore and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all things that I have commanded you; and lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the age.” -Jesus (Matthew 28:19-20)


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Reflections before Easter

This is a surreal weekend. Yesterday was Good Friday and the thoughts of a suffering Messiah still linger inside me. I took a few minutes to think about weight of Christ’s death on the cross. I kept coming back to Philippians 2 for a picture of the incredible humility of Jesus, “who, though he was in the form of God, did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped, but emptied himself, by taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men. And being found in human form, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross” (Philippians 2:6-8).

At the core of the Christian faith is the story of Jesus, God who entered the human story as one of us, and at the same time fully divine. He lived among us. Worked beside us. Was tempted the same as us. He was God in the flesh, humble to the point of being crucified. Jesus came to die. He didn’t come to merely teach, or even to show us what sacrifice looks like, he came to be sacrificed. I appreciate how Thomas Oden in Classic Christianity describes this, “He [Jesus] did not come to teach about the cross, but to be nailed to it. He came that there might be a gospel to preach.” Jesus did not die to merely teach us about dying for others. He came to embody the atonement. It is as if God, through the cross, communicates to us, “This, this horrible death, this murder and betrayal I endured, this is how much I love you.” It is a demonstration of the seriousness and terrible cost of our sin, God’s holiness, and it is an expression of the extent of God’s love for the world.

The cross is bloody, and brutal, and terrible, and the horrors suffered upon it were excruciating. Without the cross there is no Christianity. Without the cross, there is no atonement. God’s holiness prompts the expression of love and sacrifice seen on the cross.

I quote Oden once more, “Sin dug a gulf in a relationship. The cross bridged it. Sin resulted in estrangement. The cross reconciled it. Sin made war. The cross made peace. Sin broke fellowship. The cross repaired and restored it.”

Before celebrating the resurrection, I find myself drawn to the horrific and bloody cross of Jesus. I am humbled, in awe, and grateful forevermore, even if my words lack the capacity to express it.

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