Blog & Mablog
Podcast készítő Canon Press
680 Epizód
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Trump, NFTs, Fremdschämen, and More
Közzétéve: 2022. 12. 20. -
A Meditation on Narnian Snow
Közzétéve: 2022. 12. 15. -
So Did Adam and Eve Have to Get Remarried?
Közzétéve: 2022. 12. 12. -
A Brief Introductory Glossary on the Relationship of Christians and Jews
Közzétéve: 2022. 12. 09. -
In Which C.S. Lewis Wants Some Punks to Get Off His Lawn
Közzétéve: 2022. 12. 05. -
Five or Six Carolina Reapers on a Plate of Kraft Mac and Cheese
Közzétéve: 2022. 12. 02. -
My Part in a Delightful Little Proxy Row
Közzétéve: 2022. 12. 02. -
In Which I Toot My Own Horn, Albeit in a Modest and Becoming Fashion
Közzétéve: 2022. 11. 23. -
That Pink Stuff
Közzétéve: 2022. 11. 23. -
So the Fact You Are Paranoid Doesn’t Mean They’re Not After You . . .
Közzétéve: 2022. 11. 16. -
My 360° Whiteness Review
Közzétéve: 2022. 11. 14. -
Red, Red Whine
Közzétéve: 2022. 11. 09. -
Tenured Historians of the Golden Calf
Közzétéve: 2022. 11. 07. -
Evangelical Spandex at the Gym
Közzétéve: 2022. 11. 07. -
Like Dead Flies on a Window Sill
Közzétéve: 2022. 11. 02. -
Make Definitions Great Again
Közzétéve: 2022. 10. 27. -
Okay, So Halloween is Almost Here Again
Közzétéve: 2022. 10. 25. -
On Shaking Off the Christian Nationalism JimJams
Közzétéve: 2022. 10. 20. -
Drag Queens Twerking in the School Library
Közzétéve: 2022. 10. 19. -
Wedding As Adornment
Közzétéve: 2022. 10. 13.
The point of this podcast is pretty broad — “All of Christ for all of life.” In order to make that happen, we need “theology that bites back.” I want to advance what you might call a Chestertonian Calvinism, and to bring that attitude to bear on education, sex and culture, theology, politics, book reviews, postmodernism, expository studies, along with other random tidbits that come into my head. My perspective is usually not hard to discern. In theology I am an evangelical, postmill, Calvinist, Reformed, and Presbyterian, pretty much in that order. In politics, I am slightly to the right of Jeb Stuart. In my cultural sympathies, if we were comparing the blight of postmodernism to a vast but shallow goo pond, I would observe that I have spent many years on these stilts and have barely gotten any of it on me.
