Blog & Mablog
En podcast av Canon Press
683 Avsnitt
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An Open Letter to President Trump About Heaven
Publicerades: 2025-10-15 -
Why Candace Should Stop Connecting Dots
Publicerades: 2025-10-15 -
The Failure of Big God Theology
Publicerades: 2025-10-07 -
Revivals and Seismographs
Publicerades: 2025-10-01 -
The Sins of Different Sub-Cultures, and the Color of Repentance
Publicerades: 2025-10-01 -
Charlie’s Death: Aftermath and Pursuit
Publicerades: 2025-09-24 -
Reactionaries and Their Discontents
Publicerades: 2025-09-22 -
Full Preterism and the Death Problem
Publicerades: 2025-09-16 -
A Lament for Charlie Kirk
Publicerades: 2025-09-13 -
Skinhead Flashbacks
Publicerades: 2025-09-13 -
Put On Your Red Dress, Baby
Publicerades: 2025-09-13 -
How to Bonk Heads With Yourself
Publicerades: 2025-09-03 -
Trusting God in a Hard Providence
Publicerades: 2025-09-03 -
Larry Arnn and the Hillsdale Half Step
Publicerades: 2025-08-25 -
Demonizing for Fun and Profit
Publicerades: 2025-08-20 -
In Which Russell Moore, Mike Cosper, Clarissa Moll, and Your Humble Servant Have a Frank Exchange of Views
Publicerades: 2025-08-19 -
That CNN Report: Viewing the Game Film
Publicerades: 2025-08-14 -
Is That All America Is To You?
Publicerades: 2025-08-14 -
Dealing With Anxiety
Publicerades: 2025-08-13 -
Okay, Okay . . . All Right, Already
Publicerades: 2025-08-05
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.
