I Am Edmund

I am Edmund.

I am a cold-blooded traitor, a brother-despiser, a sister-scorner, a world-corrupter. I have ruined days and friendships. I have murdered legions with my bitter heart and defiled endless scores in the hidden places of my imagination. I have grown bitterness and envy like a cash crop; no field long remains fallow—I have handfuls of thistles to…

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Under a Festal Glow

It’s that time of year again! When articles lamenting the pagan origins of Christmas—held in queue since August the 17th—flood the feed of discernment bloggers nationwide. When the condemnations of stodgy pastors fly like brimstone from dusty pulpits onto the supposed Sodom of JC Penney’s one-day-only holiday sale. (“Do you see the materialist hordes, church? Walk not in their counsel!”). When Christmas trees and mistletoe find themselves unmasked as nothing more than the green groves and high…

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7 Reasons To Delete Your Netflix

In the last year, I've preached, podcasted, and penned articles about the glories Complementarian theology at home and at church, the necessity of holding the line on LGBTQ issues, the tragic farcicality of transgenderism, the beauty of Calvinism, the dangers of Dispensationalism, and the inhumanity of abortion. In spite of the fact that the aforementioned topics are the verbal equivalent of Claymore mines, none of those things have been the most controversial thing I've said this year.

This is astonishing to me, but the single most argued about, eye-rolled-at, and disagreed-with thing I've publicly spoken about is…

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Breaching The Over-Forty Bunker

Church is hard. What did you expect when you redeem a people from every tribe and tongue and age and slam them together into one body, one building, one family? It's hard because people are hard, and that's what the Church is. This has been true at Refuge; we've had many difficulties. We've had adulteries and we've had gossip. We've had our doctrinal divisions and our spiritual valleys.

But one difficulty that I didn't consider—yet which we've faced in just about every stage of our church's existence—is actually much more innocuous looking: Keeping our church looking like...

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Don't Geld the Gospel

We are big on the Gospel at Refuge Church. In fact, you could say it's our thing. We aim to herald it in everything we do and in every passage of whole books of the Bible. We've been trying to figure out how much weight it can hold since this thing was the size of the average Mormon family meeting in an apartment. So far, it can take (checks figures) all of the weightI know there are churches out there that only blow the dust off of the Gospel on Easter and Christmas, but we are about as interested in that sort of thing as gluten-free doughn...

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Death is a Vapor

Nearly 60,000,000 die every year on planet Earth. This is one of the things that makes human beings so bewildering. I'm not talking about the fact that they die, but the fact that they take so little time to consider death.

Human beings will do nearly anything to avert their eyes from death; it's a pathological and universal impulse. You can think about it abstractly and in others, but try to turn your mind to the thought that your body will one day...

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Your Cynicism is Boring Me

We all have that one friend. You know, the one with the mouth that seems permanently arranged in a smirk. The one who is fluent in two languages: English and sarcasm. The one with battery acid under his texting thumb. The one with a singular gift for the cutting...

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Netflix Catechesis & Parental Malpractice

Most evenings, should you peer through the front window of the Sauvé homestead, you would see our two little men gathered around mommy and daddy on the living room couch  (with the addition of one little lady in Russian-nesting-doll-mode) having a lively of discussion. We gather thus to look to Jesus for grace...

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Pornography & Stubborn Synapses

You're probably familiar with the concept of searing your conscience, that is, holding it under the flame of unrepentant sin until it's medium rare. It is a scary reality. Probably the worst judgment you can receive from God on this side of the wedding supper of the Lamb is being given over. No more grace. No more pleading. Just, "Thy will be done" to a conscience that is seared to well...

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In Which I Hate Myself But Write Anyway

I'm really sick of reading stuff about church vision. When I click a link and start reading, only to find that the seemingly benign title is actually another [Blank] Steps to a More Visiony Vision piece, I hit the back button with the kind of catlike dexterity born of having to click that danged button so often—that is, with vigor. So naturally, this is an article about church vision. What I'm saying (and in my best dad voice), is that this is going to hurt me more than it...

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