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Wit, White, Women & WWJD Head On

Wit: I have said it before, I love that my pastor reads my blog. That he cares enough to read, encourage and hold me accountable is testimony to the type of godly man that he is. That he sent me this link to read tells me he is brilliant, witty and knows me too well. (HT Bill Haynes)

White: My friend and brother, James White, is going to be debating Bart Erhman on the topic, "Does the Bible Misquote Jesus?" I urge you to check out the information here on his website. If you can make it, I think you will be blessed. I plan on attending, Lord willing. You can listen to the Dividing Line podcasts to get an idea of what you would be hearing. You can find them here and here. You will also find a treasure trove of resources, books and videos on the website. It is well worth your time to peruse.

Women: I have listened to three teachings given by Alistair Begg on the topic of "The Place and Posture of Christian Woman. It is in three parts and very much worth the listen. Here they are #1, #2, #3. The archives of Truth For Life, Begg's radio program are a rich source of material for your soul. If you like to listen while you are be-bopping around the house, these are good things to listen to.

OK, I couldn't get this to work with my W's so I'll just sneak this in and tell you about it. Steve Camp over on Camp On This has an article by Jonathan Edwards on Heaven. If you 're like me and forget the bigger picture, this is a stunning reminder of what awaits those who love Him.

And finally...

WWJD: Today I was driving into town to do some shopping. I live off a fairly well traveled two lane, winding highway that leads to town. As I was driving south a northbound vehicle was coming toward me in my lane. Kentucky is a state that doesn't require your vehicle to have a license plate on the front of the vehicle. Often times folks put clever little plates on the front bumper. The car coming at me head on had plates that said, WWJD. I found myself applying my brakes to avoid an accident and saying, "He'd probably be driving on the correct side of the road you moron!" OK, not the kindest reaction on my part. I repent. It amazes me that folks put stuff like that on their cars and then take so little care in how they drive.

I have a ton of stuff to study, a new job to go to on Monday and lots of things on my mind. Maybe later I will get to write some of it down.
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