First steps into Podcasting

I’ve posted a Podcast feed address on the Sermons page of Cornerstone Baptist Church. Now, every time I post a sermon on the web page, I’ll update the RSS file, and folks who link to this in their Podcast client will automatically download Dr. Tullock’s sermons without any effort whatsoever. Hi tech!

George Herbert

I posted three more poems from Herbert this week. Good Friday, Easter, and Easter Wings make complete Herbert’s mini-cycle on Easter week. Not all of his book is arranged thematically, but these poems are fit together: Good Friday/ Redemption/ Sepulchre/ Easter/ Easter-Wings.

Do you know Herbert? You should.

Baptist Confessions of Faith

Check out the exchange of opinions on confessions of faith in Baptist churches over on I also appreciate Phil Johnson’s comments about the articles here.

New Perspective

What Reformed blogger hasn’t said something about the New Perspective on Paul? Well, I haven’t.

I have at least one friend on the other side (sorry you’re not at Nortel anymore, Jay!), but I remain distinctly uncomfortable with making the New Perspective the centerpiece of a new rethinking of the Bible. This is different from saying that there are not new insights and new “perspectives” to be gained. Semper Reformanda.

This week I have greatly enjoyed and benefited from the peaceful and helpful cautions from D. A. Carson, found in MP3 form here.

Verizon FIOS

OK, switched over. Fiber was coming down the street. Unused fiber. Unlit fiber. Fiber that was lonely, next to copper that was hot. This could not be allowed to continue.
So Verizon came out today and switched my voice & data over to fiber. Now, I can blog at 5Mbps down, 2Mbps up.

I’ve already surfed the Verizon site to see what they expect me to do with all that speed. Surprise — they want me to watch movie trailers and listen to music! Is that all they can come up with? Wasn’t I doing that already? (or at least, the kids were.)

Now, here is how to use fiber optics. Put the whole library of Andy Griffith, The Rockford Files, Perry Mason, Star Trek, etc. online. Charge me fifty cents to watch a half hour episode, or a buck for a one hour show. Don’t bother me with monthly fees — I won’t pay them. But give me a chance to see just one more Rockford Files show with a late night pizza, for a dollar, and I’ll melt like — well, I’ll melt like mozzarella cheese.

Back from Vacation

Our vacation was not one which was conducive to blogging. There are no wide area wireless networks in the Texas State Parks, who were my hosts for 14 nights.

What a state this is! Our family just scratched the surface of this great state, staying in eight different places and mostly concentrating on sites connected with Texas history. My ranking of the best state parks for tent camping, out of the ones we used:

8. Lake Houston. Yuck. The tent area doesn’t have a bathroom. You have to walk a half mile to the showers. Watch for copperheads.
7. Palmetto. Nice spots, but you have to drive to the showers in your car.
6. Goose Island
5. Huntsville. Too crowded.
4. McKinney Falls. Nice swims in the river, but tent spots are tiny and bathrooms are old.
3. Guadalupe River. A really wonderful location, but small, un-flat tent pads made life a little difficult.
2. Enchanted Rock. The rock is enchanting, but the tent spots are mostly not near the parking lot. Hike to your campsite.
1. Stephen F Austin - the cleanest and best kept. Like camping in someone’s back yard.

Challies Dot Com

I guess a lot of blogs start by referring readers to the blogger’s other favorite blogs. I hope everyone has heard of Challies Dot Com, written by a Reformed gentleman in Canada. I don’t really know how people get enough time to sit around and write up all the insights that a person like Tim Challies does. I don’t know him, but I’ll certainly shake his hand when I do.

The Holdfast.

I’ll kick off this blog by posting the poem from which the blog takes its name.

George Herbert

I THREATENED to observe the strict decree
Of my dear God with all my power and might :
But I was told by one, it could not be ;
Yet I might trust in God to be my light.

Then will I trust, said I, in him alone.
Nay, evâ??n to trust in him, was also his :
We must confess, that nothing is our own.
Then I confess that he my succour is :

But to have nought is ours, not to confess
That we have nought. I stood amazâ??d at this,
Much troubled, till I heard a friend express,
That all things were more ours by being his.
What Adam had, and forfeited for all,
Christ keepeth now, who cannot fail or fall.

Do I exist?

More to the point, does Joe exist?