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As Reformed people, we are deeply committed to the covenant. We have a solemn responsibility to our children—who after all are not ours, but the Lord’s. We as parents and as pastors have a sacred trust. As pastors, we require solemn vows of parents as they present their covenant children for holy baptism. As parents, we take those public vows in deep, humble gratitude for the manifold grace of God in ‘spreading His skirt over our little ones.’ With faith, we lay hold of the gracious promise, yet with a real trembling for the stewardship that is ours to raise them up in the “fear and admonition of the Lord.”

And yet, while our covenant-tradition is clothed with solemnity and gravitas, the lighter side of life shines through (or, it ought to!) as we endeavor to light the flame of faith in our children. There is a place for play; and, in fact, there is great promise in it. I’m increasingly convinced after twenty years of pastoring, twenty-five years of parenting, and now almost two years of grand-parenting, that one major ingredient of parenting and, yes, even pastoring, involves play. And I believe this is all the more vital in small, first- and second-generation Reformed and Presbyterian churches who lack the longevity of larger multi-generational churches. The margins are smaller and the risk of losing our children greater. Especially in our circles, the imperative to do all we lawfully can to create a home and church environment where our covenant children will naturally want to profess faith, commune, marry, bear children, and put down deep roots in our rootless world.

But whether your church is large or small and your subculture more fragile or more robust, these children are still ‘ours to lose.’ Yes, the Holy Spirit must regenerate. Enculturation is a barren womb without free and sovereign grace. But our responsibility, in giving and taking baptismal vows, is not just to catechize and keep good order in home and church. We may and must, if I may put it this way, “win” our children winsomely. And so I say, let us play.

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Who were the Nephilim of Genesis 6? I have long defaulted to the traditional Protestant interpretation, that they were the product of the lawless blending of the Sethite line with the heathen. Given the analogy of faith, Matthew 22:30 appears to close that door for us rather firmly. The angels “neither marry nor are given in marriage.” And the thought of a mongrel tertium quid between humans and demons just opens a theological Pandora’s box in my mind.

Yet, I am open at least to a variant option. Meredith Kline advanced a unique interpretation of Genesis 6 and the “sons of God.” In the article appended below, Kline argues that these “sons of God” who married the “daughters of men” were princes of the earth (following Psalm 82), and/or heroic, quasi-legendary figures. Maybe even degenerate Sethites drunk on power and glory? In any case, if Kline is on to something, what if these “sons of God” made a Faustian bargain with demonic powers in order to advance their intellectual and physical prowess for even greater domination and glory? Then genetic alteration happens (or a kind of reversal of post-fall physical decline?) along the lines of the Gadarene demoniac, etc. Then these demonically ‘souped-up’ heroes procreate with reckless abandon. And thus you get the Nephilim-giants with demonic sexual influence—something that has been increasingly entertained within evangelicalism in more recent years, such as with Michael Heiser—yet without recourse to the problematic man-demon hybrid theory. 

And as always, standard caveats! I am hardly a “Klinian.”

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“Let a man examine himself, and so let him eat of that bread and drink of that cup. For he that eateth and drinketh unworthily, eateth and drinketh damnation [judgment] to himself, not discerning the Lord’s body” (1 Cor. 11:27-28).

How should you prepare for the Lord’s Supper? A few thoughts for those who have come to appreciate the theology, practice, and piety of confessional Presbyterianism around the celebration Communion.

First, dedicate time ahead of time. You cannot put things off until Saturday night. Nor can you just let attendance at a midweek preparatory service ‘check the box.’ You need to begin to schedule in some meaningful time, in addition to your regular personal and family seasons of worship, to be one on one with God. Adjust your week’s schedule early, especially if you have more responsibilities surrounding the weekend, such as food preparation, etc. And husbands, be especially mindful of your wives. Help plan ahead and streamline things so that preparation doesn’t get eclipsed, helping the children step up–and even stepping up yourself!

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Recently as I was doing parish outreach visits, I came across a gentlemen with a rather interesting question. Rhetorical and somewhat cynical, to be sure; but a great opportunity to discuss the things of God with a lost sheep.

As this fellow, an African-American probably in his 50s, stood outside his house, I introduced myself. Very soon he raised this objection. “Alright. The Tower of Babel. Why should God even care? If He is so great and infinite, and human beings are just ants, how does their little building project matter?” Thus spake the ant.

So I, but another measly ant, took up the question. “David felt extremely small when he, in Psalm 8, looked up into the heavens and beheld the sun, the moon, the stars.” And so he exclaimed, “What is man, that thou art mindful of him, and the son of man, that thou visitest him?” Indeed, Father Abraham confessed that he was “but dust and ashes,” and Isaiah wondered at the nations as a mere “drop in a bucket and as the very small dust of the balances.”

I sense he was a bit flat-footed and struck that the Bible had actually considered these kinds of things. “But here’s the thing, Malcolm [pseudonym], the wonder is that God actually took such interest in His creation, and especially one speck of matter on which he impressed His very own image.” And when these image-bearing creatures rebel against Him, defy and dishonor Him, indeed, He cares! In fact, He is profoundly angry. And thus, Babel.

We talked for some time as the autumn sun set amid the changing colors. I got his number, parted from him, and thanked the Lord for another rebel ant who was open to talk. May God confound and confuse poor Malcolm, so that he may throw off the wisdom of this world for the “foolishness of God.”

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Last year, I met a rather tall, older African-American fellow when first making my way through my Woodbine parish. He was sitting outside just relaxing in his yard. I struck up a conversation with him, and we easily talked for 45 minutes. He was originally from Philly (an hour away), had some trouble with the law years back and even did some hard time. As for his spiritual state, it was pretty clear that he was trusting in his good works to stand before God—and I in turn warned him not to do so, as they are filthy rags, and that we must flee to Christ for salvation. We’ll call him “Darius.”

Since then, I’ve returned to visit—that time learning that he did not live in the large house I had assumed was his, but in a trailer out back (I think on the graces of his family inside). We read the Bible and prayed, and I eventually got him and his girlfriend, “Sarah,” to church. They fell right in.

Sadly, Darius is no longer living there, for whatever reason. He called me out of the blue recently and shared that he is living 30 minutes away in Rio Grande, temporarily in a motel. He is a rather gentle giant, from all I can tell from the outside; but perhaps there is more to the story. Hard to say. In any case, he is on government assistance and must vacate this motel in 13 days from today. He is on Medicare and so has means to pay rent, however limited. He is asking for a place, any place, to stay—including another trailer. I cannot vouch for him beyond what I’ve shared here, but I have evidence that he’s been a hard worker in the past, and he has always struck me as easy-going.

If you live in S. Jersey and have a lead to share, I’m sure he would welcome it. I would be happy to relay any opportunities for him. But either way, please pray for Darius, that the Lord would give him a safe and stable place to stay. And pray for me as I endeavor to draw Him to the Savior. Rev. Allay, a local OPC minister friend of mine who lives close to Rio Grande, will be joining me Saturday for another visit.

Contact me if you have any leads or opportunities at mjives dot refparish at gmail dot com, or by cell at 515-783-5637.

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Micro-presbyterians study hard to get things right. We dot our i’s and cross our t’s. And yet for all our learning, we can miss some pretty big things—in fact, some pretty big presbyterian things. Church-planting would definitely be one of them.

I speak from experience. For nearly the entirety of my 29-year Reformed career, I’ve been a ‘micro-presbyterian.’ I skipped the 1689 thing, past the (relatively) big-tent Reformed bodies, going straight into the Presbyterian Reformed Church, a very small psalm-singing body formed in 1965. I rather distaste the term ‘micro-presbyterian,’ especially with its connotations of over-scrupulosity and cantankerousness; and, the term may be a little dated. But in any case, God put me here, and I love my denomination. (And getting a gorgeous wife and elder’s daughter out of deal didn’t hurt either!).

I also think it has come a long way over the years. I feel that we have matured simultaneously, from a kind of cage-stage to something more balanced, stable, and seasoned. It has also helped, quite frankly, that we decided to join NAPARC some years back. Sure, it made us a pariah with many who might otherwise have sought us out. But often, those very types would never be happy in any case until they were safe in the embrace of an ecclesiastical micromanager or worshipping every Lord’s day in their own living-room.

I know we all have learned the hard way from many mistakes, missteps, and quite frankly, sins. “In many things, we offend all.” While we cannot deny the light that the Lord has graciously shown us, but embrace and follow on in it; while we cannot but press forward to the higher and better attainments of the First and Second Reformations and maintain them with diligence and zeal, we must also humbly acknowledge where we have mixed holy with unholy fire, and where we have in fact justified means by ends. Sometimes in our earnestness for truth we have cut corners; sometimes we’ve cut far more than just corners. But two wrongs do not make a right. And we may never “do evil that good may come.”

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“I wish to communicate what to me is the most joyful event of my life. I have been intent for thirty years on the completion of a territorial experiment, and I have now to bless God for the consummation of it.” Thus Thomas Chalmers wrote to an American supporter of his West Port experiment in 1847, the final year of his life.

Read the entire story below. This is a modified portion from an earlier journal article, adapted for a broader audience. It was published in The Messenger, the denominational publication of the Free Reformed Churches. The entire magazine can be accessed here.

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[I thought I’d blogify a short FB post.]

My daughter, Geneva, and I were discussing this recent chatter (bilge) of kinism among confessional Presbyterian types. She rather perceptively observed that there is a total confusion of race and culture here.

It is claimed that as the swarms of immigrants who pour through our porous border, “our people” are threatened. So does “our people” include Gavin Newsom and Joe Biden? I’m the first to bewail the dreadful non-enforcement of the U.S. border. But I share much more culture with many blacks and Latinos and find them more my people than many a white liberal. What is this supposed pristine white culture that is in jeopardy? And let’s not forget that the Vandals and Visigoths who toppled the Roman Empire became the genesis of Medieval Christendom. The “City of God” is my people.

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More “shoe on the other foot” last Saturday. I was out with a new friend from Reformation Bible College, Yiourgos, canvassing for our special evangelistic meetings in Vineland. As I was moving down the street, I noticed three nicely-dressed Hispanic people getting out of their car. Had a hunch, and sure enough—they were “Testigos de Jehová” (Jehovah’s Witnesses).

As usual, very polite. And they knew their Bibles. The Watchtower had trained their drones well! With my precarious Spanish, I went to the Philippians 2 usage of Isaiah 45. The language that Paul used and applied to Jesus, “that every knee would bow” and “every tongue would confess,” was the very same language that Isaiah clearly referred to Jehovah! The Jehovah of Isaiah 45 gave to Jesus, according to Paul in Philippians, “the name that is above every name.” And what is that name, Jehovah gave to Jesus? None other than “Jehovah!”

I tracked with only parts of their response. My Spanish comprehension can be shaky; and the wife seemed to be especially zealous, probably accelerating her speech. I recall resonating with her use of Matthew 28:18-20, which God giving Jesus “all authority in heaven and earth.” We Trinitarians do not dispute the subordination of Jesus according to his human nature and in His person and office as Mediator. But clearly, I’ll have to unpack that more in a further conversation. Truly, “great is the mystery of godliness!”

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“Fear not; from henceforth thou shalt catch men.” Luke 5:10

In this marvelous account, Jesus catches Peter. Now this may seem strange, given that Simon Peter had already become a follower of the Nazarene. Andrew, Peter’s brother, had been a following of John the Baptist. But the Baptist redirected his disciples to Jesus, for Jesus “must increase,” and he “decrease.” Andrew dutifully went, but soon was himself caught by the Master. From there he went to his brother for another catch. “We have found the Messiah” (Jn. 1:41)! Andrew drew Peter to shore, as it were, and Jesus did the rest! Peter began following Jesus.

But still, he kept one foot on dry land. He held on to his day job—better safe than sorry, after all! Following is one thing; forsaking all quite another. But Jesus would not let this one go. So on this morning, after he finished teaching the crowds, he bade Peter go fishing. “Launch out into the deep, and let down your nets for a draught.” What! Peter was the fisherman, Peter knew these waters like the back of his hand, Peter went when the fish were out, and Peter had done everything right. Yet Peter that night had come up empty. Yet out of respect, he yielded to Jesus. Reluctantly no doubt, but reverently. He believed the Master; at least, generally speaking. But what did the carpenter-preacher really know about this trade?

Read the rest of this article below, published in the Banner of Sovereign Grace Truth

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