Dr. Abidan Shah on NT Textual Criticism

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Dr. Abidan Shah on NT Textual Criticism

 David Alan Black 

(Editor’s Note: Recently I interviewed Dr. Abidan Shah of Clearview Church in Henderson, NC. Dr. Shah is my former assistant and a recent graduate of Southeastern Seminary with a Ph.D. in New Testament Textual Criticism.)

1. Please tell us a little bit about your family, your church, your academic pilgrimage, and how you became interested in textual criticism.

I was born and raised in India. As far as I can remember, the Scriptures had a very special place in our family’s life. Mom would remind us kids to read our Bibles daily. Dad is a pastor and continues to serve his first and only church for 56 years. At church, we heard expository messages that were both educational and evangelistic, a rare combination.

To back up a little, my dad grew up in a non-Christian family. Growing up, he was told that the Bible was just a human book, created and corrupted by the church (especially the West) to suit its purpose. The more my dad read the Bible, the more he became convinced that the Bible was the words of God given to those inspired by the Holy Spirit, which is far more realistic and verifiable than some document that “exists in heaven.” Long story short, he gave his life to Christ. He stepped out on faith and began to preach on the streets of India. He was beaten and mocked for his faith—but, word was out that a young convert was on fire for Jesus! A missionary named Dr. Fred Schelander heard of him and sought to find him (this is extremely difficult in a large country like India with hundreds of millions of people and a poor communication system of the 50s). A word about Dr. Schelander—he was a Bible scholar who revised the Marathi Bible translation by Pandita Ramabai, the famous Christian Indian social reformer, women’s rights advocate, and Sanskrit scholar. By God’s providence, Dr. Schelander got in touch with my dad and arranged for him to go to Union Biblical Seminary in Yavatmal (now Pune). After graduation, my dad came to pastor the very church where Dr. Schelander was a resident missionary. He became a mentor to my dad. When he wasn’t travelling, he would be at our home for meals every day. I remember the countless times sitting in his lap as he read Bible stories to me. I also remember them discussing theology and church issues. Later, dad was elected to the board of UBS and he even served as the Principal of Maharashtra Bible College, a small college dedicated to training those going into rural India with the gospel. He also taught a couple of seminars at Fuller Theological Seminary. You could say that growing up I had no choice but to love the Scriptures and the academic study of the Bible!

After coming to America, I graduated with my bachelors in broadcast journalism from Toccoa Falls College, Georgia and, through the influence of Jerry Shedd, my father-in-law (a pastor/missionary, Mercer University and New Orleans Baptist Theological Seminary Th.M. graduate), I came to Southeastern Baptist Theological Seminary. My first semester I took Elementary Greek with Dr. Maurice Robinson. Little did I know that I was signing up for much more than an introductory course in Koine Greek. This was also an introduction to New Testament Textual Criticism! Although I enjoyed learning Greek, I was far more fascinated by his rabbit trails on variant readings, text types, and transmissional history. I had never heard of any of this! I knew that I had to educate myself. So I began with the slim but simple New Testament Textual Criticism: A Concise Guide by Dr. David Alan Black. From there I went on to books by Metzger, Aland, Greenlee, Sturz, Ehrman/Holmes, Epp/Fee, etc. Needless to say, I was hooked! Although I enjoyed the fields of theology, philosophy, church history, ethics, preaching, etc., New Testament Textual Criticism became my first love and continues to this day. It was an easy decision for me after my Masters to pursue a PhD in New Testament Textual Criticism. I am very grateful to my wife Nicole and our 4 children (Rebecca, Abigail, Nicholas, and Thomas) for dealing with me through the years of plodding along with my dissertation.

2. What was your dissertation topic at SEBTS and how do you hope it will contribute to scholarship?

My dissertation is titled Changing the Goalpost of New Testament Textual Criticism. I explain in my introduction, which I give here with minor adjustments—“Before the 1960s, the goal of New Testament Textual Criticism was singular: to retrieve the ‘original text’ of the New Testament. Since then, the goalpost has incrementally shifted away from the ‘original text’ to retrieving ‘any text’ or ‘many texts’ of the NT. Under this new approach to the text, all variants are considered to be equally valuable, regardless of their external evidence in the history of transmission. Previously, variants were looked upon as a means to recover the original text but now they are increasingly treated as windows into the various early Christian communities and their struggles with doctrines. Now it is considered far more profitable to gain insight into the various ‘Christianities’ or ‘trajectories of faith’ in the early church than to seek after an elusive and illusive ‘original text.’ Some scholars have concluded that the ‘original text’ is hopelessly lost and cannot be retrieved with any confidence or accuracy. Other scholars have gone a step further to claim that the idea of an ‘original text’ itself is a misconception that needs to be abandoned. As a major representative of this movement, Eldon Epp contends that instead of a single authoritative ‘original text’ there were multiple originals in the beginning and that the concept of an ‘original text’ is a later development that arose since the coming of the printing press. Some have also proposed creating a text or texts that suit the reader and his or her community. Such an understanding of the history of the NT text has serious implications for the study of the NT and the authority of Scripture. Historic Christianity is a faith that is built upon a first-century text. Without a generally determinable ‘original text,’ there is no longer an authoritative text, and if there is no authoritative text, then there is no longer any distinct Christian faith and practice. It is imperative that this new shift in NTTC be examined, evaluated, and refuted.”

I would add that the typical response by the proponents of the recent trend in NTTC is to disregard the traditional view, as I have proposed, as outdated or ill-informed. To the contrary, they should welcome it as a well-needed safe-guard against going off the deep end.

3. The Byzantine text type continues to be a flashpoint in New Testament studies. How does your view of the Byzantine text align with (or differ from) the views of, say, Maurice Robinson, Harry Sturz, and Arthur Farstad?

Great question! That is true. The Byzantine text type continues to be a flashpoint. In fact, lately, it appears to be fashionable to favor some Byzantine readings! The CBGM (Coherence Based Genealogical Method) advocates often point out that their text has shifted to the Byzantine side—something that was unthinkable a few years ago! (In reality, it still strongly favors the non-Byzantine text.)  

I hold to an “essentially” Byzantine priority position. Although I truly appreciate Sturz’s The Byzantine Text-Type and New Testament Textual Criticism,I find his 2 text-types out of 3 approach difficult to hold at times because it makes the Western text—the most corrupt, the least favored, and the least evidenced text—the ultimate arbiter when the Alexandrian and Byzantine texts differ. As to Hodges and Farstad, their use of stemmatics in the Pericope Adulterae and the book of Revelation is untenable. Their use of von Soden’s Western/Caesarean I-text to determine originality where the Byzantine reading is divided in the rest of the NT is also problematic. Perhaps such a situation has led Wilbur Pickering (another Byzantine text supporter) to adopt his particular model of simply favoring a single minority transmissional line (his Family 35) as original—not as an arbiter, but solely as autograph. In my view, no particular manuscript or group of manuscripts has been providentially preserved. They all have errors and require our careful application of text-critical principles to reach the original text. The goal is worth it.

4. Some textual critics today no longer refer to “text types” per se. What do you think about their perspective?

I actually address this in my dissertation, which I quote here with minor adjustments—“Gerd Mink (originator of the CBGM) claims that the ‘traditional text-type approach … should be avoided in favor of the structure that will emerge if we focus on the relationships between all individual witnesses and thus determine their places in the transmission history.’ As well-meaning as this may be, this bold intention of the proponents of the CBGM is repeatedly ignored in praxis, wherein various textual ‘clusters’ are repeatedly invoked to categorize readings as prior and secondary along with outside editorial judgments based on internal evidence. If the CBGM’s true aim is to focus exclusively on external evidence, then any and all pre-judgment of a witness should be discarded, which is an impossible task.” In fact, even Eldon Epp, who is part of the recent trend, has objected to CBGM’s contra-text-type approach. He cautions them to be modest in their claims against text types since the methodology “has been applied fully only to the Catholic Epistles [now also Acts, and Mark soon to come], where, as most agree, text types or textual clusters play little role.”

The real test is in the Gospels, Acts, and the Pauline Epistles, where text types are far more pronounced. I agree that the older notion of text types is passé, based on [an] older concept of text types being products of a particular recension. Nonetheless, the concept of text types recognized as textual clusters is still valid.

5. Finally, I know your passion is shepherding the flock of God. How do you feel your doctoral studies have helped you to become a better pastor of your local church?

Let me preface the answer with a conviction I’ve had for a long time. With regards to the flock of God, being a biblical scholar and pastor demands a balance between “Challenging” and “Confirming.” On one hand, it is important that, as a biblical scholar and pastor, I challenge the church to rethink unbiblical views and practices. It is my responsibility to use the knowledge I have gained to call the flock of God to biblical truth leading to repentance and obedience. On the other hand, it is also important to confirm to the flock of God that they are standing in the truth. After all, the flock of God is the body of Christ led by his Spirit. It is vital for biblical scholars to listen to the people of God. Personally, I have been inspired and convicted by the faith of the church, individually and collectively. In fact, I feel a sense of accountability to the church. I like the subtitle of Ronald Heine’s book on Origen: “Scholarship in the Service of the Church.”

I have been pastoring Clearview for the past 21 years. It is my first and only church. I’ve done my best to share my knowledge to both challenge and confirm the flock of God. Every time I preach, visit, baptize, officiate a wedding, preside over a funeral, dedicate a child, pray over fellowship dinners, or organize an event, I always attempt to do two things: first, I try to impart something to the people from the Bible that they were not aware of before, and, second, I bring them the confirmation that their faith is solidly built upon Christ and his word. I do all this with the ultimate goal to seek and to save those who are lost.

I am also using my platform at Clearview Church to put biblical scholarship on the lower shelf for all people. We are offering an introductory course titled “Greek for Everyone,” led by Dr. David Alan Black of Southeastern Baptist Theological Seminary. Also, last year, we held our first apologetics conference at Clearview Church. Speakers included Dr. Black, and Drs. Peter Gurry and John Meade of Phoenix Seminary’s Text and Canon Institute. In 2020, we are hosting our second apologetics conference with more guest speakers! I credit the team at Clearview Church for pouring their heart and soul in making these events so successful! They do it unto the Lord.

February 7, 2020

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Don’t Bury Your Gifts!

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Don’t Bury Your Gifts!

 David Alan Black 

It’s official. Kenenisa Bekele of Ethiopia and Eliud Kipchoge of Kenya will both run in this year’s London Marathon on April 26.  It’s already being called the match race of the century. Their records are so close it would take a DNA test to differentiate them. Bekele has a marathon PR of 2:01:41. Kipchoge’s is 2:01:39. Here’s hoping for good health for both runners.

But here’s the deal. Both superstars are nearing the end of their careers. They are both in the later stages of their physical prowess. The lessons for me? Dave, don’t let getting older stop you from pursuing your spiritual, personal, academic, and professional goals. My message to you? Run your race. Continue to chase the dream that’s in your heart. God made you good at something for a reason. You’ve been given gifts by the best Giver of all, so use them.

Make us proud of you, even as you age. Don’t wait for the timing to be just right. That will never happen. Do the best with what you’ve got and be willing to start off on shaky legs if necessary. I don’t like it when people minimize their gifts and opportunities. “I could never learn Greek. I could never go to Oxford. I could never ….” Look at yourself. What are you good at? What gets your pulse going? Think of being a part of the piano keyboard of life. Play your note. 

Bekele and Kipchoge. Two men gifted with running DNA. Two men giving it their all. Two men telling us, “Don’t bury your gifts!”

January 18, 2020

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1917 and the Bible

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1917 and the Bible

 David Alan Black 

The camera work in 1917 is absolutely brilliant, as you well know if you’ve seen the movie. Sam Mendes, who directed the film, was once asked if he thought that audiences were sophisticated enough to pick up on the genius of the behind-the-scenes camera work. His response was that he hoped people would pay more attention to the story line than to the movie’s brilliant cinematography. He said, “I don’t want the camera to be the most interesting thing in the movie.”

I don’t know about you, but when I watched 1917 on the big screen I found myself focusing almost exclusively on the camera operators, at least for the first 10 or 15 minutes of the movie.

Eventually, however, I forgot about them and watched the story, oblivious to the work of the cinematographers. In other words, a camera is not designed to draw attention to itself. In the words of director Mendes, “I don’t want people to think of the ‘how’ but the ‘why’ of the movie.” Getting 1917 to look like one single shot took the highest level of planning and some awfully clever shooting and editing. But the film is not about filming. It’s about a putting the audience in the shoes of a British soldier fighting in WW I. 

Years ago I became enamored with the literary artistry of the New Testament. I had been trained in the standard historical-grammatical method of exegesis and so was quite shocked to discover that the New Testament contains all kinds of fascinating rhetorical devices. It was, in fact, a jaw-dropping experience. The danger, of course, is that we begin to read the Bible only as an esthetic text and not as a theological document. The Bible then becomes merely literature and not sacred Scripture. As I have written elsewhere, I believe that too many people study the New Testament as either a great work of literature or as a textbook on theology. Is this a valid dichotomy? Not in my mind. I would claim that studying the New Testament as literature helps us better understand those ultimate concerns with which it deals. As such, it is best studied not merely as a collection of complex literary devices (chiasmus, inclusio, word play, etc.), as so many studies seem to do, but as the means by which God inscripturated divine truth.

Just as the cinematography in the movie 1917 contributed to the message of the film, so the purpose of highlighting literary devices in the New Testament writings is not to impress people with its esthetic qualities but rather to see how they function to advance the message of the Bible. The Bible is indeed great literature, but it is so much more than that. The literary method has both strengths and limitations, and it’s probably a good idea to keep both in mind constantly.

January 31, 2020

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Bruce Metzger and Me

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Bruce Metzger and Me

 David Alan Black 

“Your word is a lamp to guide my feet and a light to guide my path” (Psa. 119:105). As Christians, we have a guidance system — a best-selling collection of 66 books that guides our feet and illuminates our path forward. These books are collectively called the Bible, but the Bible is actually one book in two volumes, and the first volume is especially replete with testaments from men and women who trusted God completely as well as people who completely disregarded Him. The Old Testament tells it like it is, warts and all. But the overriding message is a simple one: God desires us to experience a full and rich life, and He will guide us out of whatever dark space we happen to find ourselves in, whether it’s our fears of what the future holds or our tears over a broken relationship. The Bible, however, is not the only guidance system out there. As we’ve often said on this blog, Christian biographies can come alongside the Bible and give us example after example of how God indeed has a magnificent plan for our lives that exceeds our wildest imaginings. Bruce Metzger’s memoirReminiscences of an Octogenarian is a good example of this.

It takes the reader from his childhood in Amish Country to the hallowed halls of Princeton University. I was drawn to this book because in some ways the career of Bruce Metzger and my own have coincided with each other. As I began the book, I wondered to myself, “How did Metzger end up becoming a Greek teacher?” The answer is found on p. 22. It was the 1938-39 academic year. One day Metzger just “happened” to be sitting next to John MacKay, the president of Princeton Theological Seminary, during a train ride. At some point in the conversation the president asked Metzger if he would be willing assume the post of teaching fellow at the seminary while he was pursuing his doctorate at the university. He would be employed by the seminary to teach entering students the grammar of the New Testament. “Of course I gladly accepted the invitation,” wrote Metzger. “In the autumn of 1938, therefore, I began the first of my forty-six years of teaching at Princeton Theological Seminary.” Metzger was only 24 years old at the time.

Fast forward 38 years. It was the fall of 1976. A need arose in the Greek Department at Biola for an adjunct instructor in Classical and Koine Greek. The head of the Greek Department at the time was Dr. Harry Sturz, whose impact on my life was incalculable. (I’ve recounted that impact here.) For some reason that mantle fell upon my shoulders. That fall I began what, thus far, has turned out to be a 44-year career of teaching. The odd thing is that neither of us sought out that opportunity. It was simply God directing our paths.

Incidentally, I was 24 at the time.

Where are you today, my friend, on the path of discovering God’s plan for your life? When we become a Christian, the thought of being used by God to make a difference in other people’s live can be paralyzing. But what we feel incapable of doing, God is able to do. He knows what school we will attend and who we will marry and how many children we will have and where we will work and when we will retire. He is with us now, and He will be with us through eternity.

One of the most important lessons we can learn is that life is never stagnant. Things will constantly be changing. With that said, I think the life of Bruce Metzger embodies a lot of what this blog is all about —  challenging yourself to keep moving forward no matter what and being open to whatever the Lord has in store for you. The Christian life is demanding and often frustrating, but it offers the rewards of great joy and fulfillment to those who throw themselves into it with prayer, abandonment, and love.

January 3, 2020

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How I Fell in Love with Greek

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How I Fell in Love with Greek

 David Alan Black 

I fell in love for the first time in the 5th grade. I recall it was the first day of the new school year at Kainalu Elementary School. My social studies teacher entered the classroom and uttered this utterly incomprehensible sentence: “Cómo está usted?” I was intoxicated. It was love at first sight. That day I learned there were languages other than English and Hawaiian Pidgin.

As it happened, Spanish and I broke up after the 5th grade. No Spanish was offered in the 6th grade, and in fact no foreign languages were required at my intermediate and high schools. The next language I fell in love with was Greek. By then I was a student at Biola, and my 4 semesters of Greek were the beginning of a lifetime obsession with foreign languages. As I got older I began to teach myself languages in earnest, beginning with those languages that one was expected to know prior to arriving in Basel for doctoral studies — for me this meant French, Dutch, Spanish, Italian, Latin, and, of course, German. Eventually it dawned on me that anything can be said in about 6,000 other ways, with completely different words and grammar. It’s not an accident that the science of linguistics caught my attention in those days. Human language is a vast ocean of discovery. Today, my aim in teaching Greek is to help my students see just how fascinating language study is — how languages change, how they mix, how they process thought. Languages are like cloud formations, inherently transitory. A few hundred years ago, double negatives were considered good grammar in English, “silly” meant “innocent,” and verbs were fully conjugated (the way they still are in Spanish and German). English started out like Greek and Latin with noun cases and verb endings but eventually said “Enough is enough.” When I began my studies in Basel in 1980, I thought I knew German. I quickly found out that, as soon as I stepped outside the classroom, I couldn’t understand a word anybody said. They were speaking German of course — or at least what they called German. In fact, there is no default “German,” just like there is no default English. The Pidgin we grew up speaking in Hawai’i — despite all of its “mistakes” — stands equal to any other language in the qualitative sense. Once you understand this, the difficulties disappear. In Basel German, it’s as simple as leaning Mir gange for Wir gehen. In Hawaiian Pidgin, it’s basically the same thing. Dey stay run means They are running. “Stay” is simply a preverbal marker indicating progressive action, which is marked in English by the “-ing” suffix. ‘A’ole pilikia! (No problem.)

If you think about it, my Greek students are learning so much more than Greek. Today’s Greek is tomorrow’s Spanish or German or Russian or Mandarin. By studying one language you begin to develop a grid for the study of other languages. So, in addition to German German, I had to learn Basel German when I lived in Switzerland. And yet even Basel German is not used by all German-speaking Swiss. Living in Basel, you just got accustomed to speaking both the standard dialect and the non-standard one. Linguists call this being diglossic. Ditto for when I’m in Hawai’i. I just switch to Pidgin.

I’ve often noticed how German seems to be much more “transparent” than English. “Succession” is “Row-following” (Reihenfolge), “vocabulary” is “Word-treasury” (Wortschatz), and “pork” is “Pig-flesh” (Schweinfleisch). Then again, German can be deceptive: the German noun Gift means “poison” in English. In Spanish, the infinitive is one word — comer — not two like in English (“to eat”). Germans say “I know that he a good student is,” but in English this is somewhat of a Yoda-ism. Even “Denglisch” — German plus English — retains its German original. “Mein Leben ist eine awesome-story” makes sense only when you realize that the feminine article “eine” is used because the German word for “story” (Geschichte) is feminine. Or how about this? In English we say “I’m bathing,” but in French or German you must mark the reflexive overtly (“Je me lave,” “Ich wasche mich“).

I could go on and on about language learning and language loving. Next Monday I’ll begin my 44th year of teaching Greek. Who knows what will happen. Maybe, like that boy in the 5th grade, somebody will fall in love for the first time.

December 31, 2019

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Verbal Aspect

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Verbal Aspect in Greek

 David Alan Black 

There are three aspects in Greek. I call them imperfective, perfective, and aoristic. Of these, aoristic aspect is the default. An aoristic action is one that the speaker perceives not as an action occurring over time or as a completed action but as a mere occurrence. Aoristic aspect by itself does not specify whether the action is/was/will be prolonged, repeated, or finished — hence the name aoristos, “undefined.”

I continue to use “aoristic” (instead of “perfective”) to describe this category of aspect for two reasons.  (1) The term perfective is too easily confused with the Greek perfect tense system, and (2) imperfective (incomplete) aspect and perfective (completed) aspect are binary opposites. One grammar I read this morning admits as much when it observes that the word “imperfective” derives from the Latin word imperfectivum, “not completed.” Then what should “perfective” (Latin perfectivum) mean other than “completed”? But when discussing the Greek perfect tense, the later grammar says nothing about the Latin word perfectivum, “completed”! For the sake of simple consistency, then, I retain the more traditional use of “perfective.” As I said above, perfective aspect (remember: I’m using the term with reference to the Greek perfect tense system) is the logical opposite of imperfective aspect.

By the way, I’m not the only one who still uses the term aoristic to refer to the aorist tense system in Greek. In her recently published grammar From Alpha to Omega: A Beginning Course in Classical Greek, Anne Groton writes (p. 15): “A Greek verb has one of three possible aspects: imperfective, aoristic, or perfective.” I would simply ask: Isn’t there less terminological confusion if we say, for example, that the perfect tense indicates perfective aspect, and the aorist tense indicates aoristic aspect?

To summarize: Grammatical aspect in Greek concerns the way an action is presented or regarded.

Imperfective aspect presents an action as incomplete, that is, as an action that is ongoing or repeated.

Perfective aspect (the opposite of imperfective aspect) presents an action as a state resulting from a preceding completed action or it signifies the effects of a completed action that is somehow still relevant.

Aoristic aspect presents an action as a complete whole, that is, an action viewed as neither incomplete nor complete but in its entirety.

Put another way:

Imperfective aspect describes a process.

Perfective aspect describes a state of affairs that exists as a result of a completed action.

Aoristic aspect describes an event without commenting on whether it is a process or completed.

Make sense? Hmm, maybe not. Let’s summarize matters even more simply:

Imperfective aspect: Incomplete.

Perfective aspect: Completed.

Aoristic aspect: Complete

There you have it!

December 16, 2019

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Thursday, October 31

5:36 PM Indian summer has arrived, with temps today in the mid-80s and the humidity very high. Good day to worm the donks and do some shopping.

Still working on this eating healthy thing. Proper recovery and fueling are essential for maintaining health before races. I am trying to learn how to cook and have some absolutely delicious recipes I want to try out. I would definitely say it’s a high learning curve though. That’s okay, you just keep pressing on and do your best, all the while trying to avoid fast food. We used to eat our own farm raised goat meat and beef, but those days are long gone and, in fact, I actually eat very little red meat these days. Again, balance is the key. I don’t completely avoid comfort food like chips and dip but try to focus on fresh vegetables and chicken. Mexican food, I still love you and will definitely indulge you again in the near future!

11:12 AM Time for a brief miscellaneous update? First, I just added this book to my stack of books-to-read.

I’m really interested to see what Jenny says about the use of the article with names in the book of Acts. Just a pet interest of mine I guess. Second, the grass is getting green again folks, it’s getting green!

Thank the Lord for sending us some much needed rain in the past week or so. Am I the only one who noticed the lack of moisture for the past month and a half? Time to soak up the rain for all it’s worth, my friends, and it couldn’t come at a better time. I’ll take another two inches, but I’m so grateful for what we’ve gotten so far. Finally, as I usually do on Thursday mornings, I lifted today, having become a firm believer that strength training can help keep you injury free.

It definitely helps my running, makes me feel stronger, plus it’s amazing for one’s mental well-being. I feel it helps a lot during the later stages of a long race like a half marathon, preventing my posture from breaking down too much and helping me maintain a good arm swing even if I’m tired. Strength training is absolutely key for anyone wanting to get into shape. Nothing new here I know, but that’s my routine.

Time for lunch! 

6:58 AM The mid-semester slump is upon us, and almost everyone is feeling it. How do we as husbands and wives and fathers and mothers and students and teachers and runners and creators maintain balance in life? It’s all about maintaining simple priorities, and to do that you have to have discernment. I’m someone who thrives on structure, so for me having a daily routine works best. If I do “first things first” — coffee, Bible reading, blogging, breakfast — I feel more productive for the rest of the day. I also make sure I’m pursuing my personal goals and they include healthy fun activities. Exercise does not have the highest priority in my life but it’s something I enjoy doing. During the “slumps” of life we need to say no to lower priority things for sure. For me, running is never a chore because it intertwines with my everyday life.

6:20 AM The “Question of the Day” on this Reformation Day: Who is your favorite magisterial reformer? Mine is obviously Zwingli since I once lived in German-speaking Switzerland.

From his birthplace in Wildhaus, to Constance where he was ordained a priest, to Basel where he studied, to Glarus where he held his first pastorate, to Einsiedeln where he perfected his Greek, to the Grossmünster in Zürich, and — sadly — to the Kappel battlefield where he died defending his beloved canton, I have seen it all. It was in Bible studies with Zwingli that my spiritual forebears the Anabaptists began to form their views of a believers’ church. This is one of many reasonsWhy I Love the Anabaptists. It’s often true, folks, that pupils go further than their teachers, hopefully in the right direction. That’s one reason I love teaching so much, knowing that I am passing the baton to a new generation who will be even better equipped that I am to take the Gospel to the nations. 

Wednesday, October 30

7:14 PM Curveballs, they are a part of life, folks. On Nov. 2, 2013, I was thrown a curveball. Thankfully the Lord knows a lot about the curveballs of life, and He’s seen me through. To commemorate Becky’s life, and to thank the staff at UNC Cancer Hospital for the excellent care they gave us for 4 years, I’ve decided to run in this weekend’s UNC Healthcare Half Marathon in Raleigh and to make a donation to UNC in memory of Becky.

Training for the event is now in process. Near perfect weather is predicted for race day, with sunny skies and temperatures in the upper 50s. This is going to be fun! And by the way, thanks for your prayers. We all get tired at times in the race of life. As Christians, we must realize that the Christian life isn’t easy. We must continue to work hard and overcome. Today is the day to look unto Jesus, the one who designed the race course and who stands at the finish line with open arms, cheering us on.

7:06 PM Brisket always inspires devotion, and yesterday was no exception as Ben Merkle and I went out for lunch at Brigs in Wake Forest. We both ordered brisket. Beef brisket (sorry you pork lovers) is the ultimate lunch meat.

Our tender, loving efforts to devour our sandwiches were interrupted by occasional forays into a discussion of Greek or the book on linguistics we’re co-editing, but brisket was never far from our minds. Yes, folks, brisket will be in heaven, guaranteed.

Monday, October 28

6:45 AM Six years ago this coming Saturday, the Lord Jesus welcomed Becky home. The morning of her passing was, as I recall, dark and a bit cloudy. With the sun barely peeking over the eastern sky, the farm was as tranquil as I ever knew it to be. While I felt a great loss at Becky’s death, I knew she was glad to be where she was. I thought of her brave battle with cancer. Like a difficult trail run, each step of her cancer journey was unpredictable and sometimes dangerous. When she could no longer run, we ran for her. Later, I would learn how to literally run. It seemed to be exactly what my ailing spirit needed. Every time I crossed the finish line, I felt renewed. It’s true that we want to avoid the storms of life because they are powerful and frightening. We can’t control them, and so we fear them. Running has become a way for me to chase down my fears. I realize that running helps me to endure the storms and come away stronger on the other side of the finish line. Just like the giant trees on the farm, storms make us stronger. We would all desire a life without storms, yet ironically we need them. Life always goes on after a storm. The air is somehow cleaner, and the pastures are replenished.

As you can see, I’m kinda sentimental today. Probably be like this all week. Grateful for you all taking a moment to read. Most important to me is knowing where Becky went on Nov. 2, 2013. Just one more thing to be grateful for. I have been changed forever by Becky’s passing. I am not the same person as when I last held her hand. I’m a blessed man filled with love. Now I know that attaining any goal is possible as long as I do it step by step with God’s help and with my family at my side. Family and friends are a big key for the journey of life. Love them unconditionally, and watch beauty fly onward.

Sunday, October 27

6:04 PM Fort Benning, yes famous Fort Benning, the “Home of the Infantry,” will, God willing, be the site of my next race on Nov. 16, the 19th annual Soldier Marathon that starts at the historic National Infantry Museum in Columbus, GA.

Race options include the full marathon, the half marathon, and the 5K, and it’s this latter race I’ve signed up for along with my daughter and her husband who is stationed at Fort Benning. Yes, I can’t wait to toe the line against some hefty competition! Then, on Nov. 23, I hope to participate in the 10th annual Chestnut Ridge Trail Run in Efland, NC. The course features rolling hills through hardwood forests and offers both a 4 mile and 10 mile option. Trail runs are not, I repeat NOT, for the faint of heart. Patience and fortitude are the keys to finishing a trail race. As I continue to dabble in trail running I do look forward to testing my physical and mental limits. My 31-mile ultra trail run in Farmville a year ago was one little step in the right direction I do believe. A lot of mental focus and toughness will be required on race day. Am I up to the task? We’ll find out.

Karen and Tino, can’t wait to see you again in the great state of Georgia!

8:18 AM Yesterday, one of my doctoral students emailed me alink to Roland Allen’s classic Missionary Methods: St. Paul’s or Ours?

You can now read the entire book online for free. I always require this as a textbook in my New Testament 2 classes when we’re studying the book of Acts. We need to rediscover New Testament principles of evangelism and church planting. Praise the Lord, this is one book all agree points us in the right direction.

7:55 AM Preparations for tomorrow night’s Advanced Greek Grammar class are now in full swing. We will be discussing A. T. Robertson’s chapter on “The Article,” Steve Runge’s chapter on “Left-Dislocations,” Stephen Levinsohn’s chapter on “Discourse Analysis” in my and Ben Merkle’s forthcoming book for Baker, Johannes Louw’s “Reading a Text as Discourse” in my Linguistics and New Testament Interpretation, and finally my essay in the latter volume called “Discourse Analysis, Synoptic Criticism, and Markan Grammar: Some Methodological Considerations.” Our guest speaker for the evening will be my colleague Ben Holloway, lecturing on “Language and the Existence of God.” Along the way I’ll have a few more things to say about verbal aspect now that ourPower Point on the topic is almost complete. With the semester halfway over it’s time to build a strong foundation and prepare a sound and timely approach to the subject of the Greek verb. NOW is the time, folks, to keep pushing forward in our understanding of Greek and its intersection with linguistics. My own approach to verbal aspect is nothing earth-shattering, but there are a few hidden wrinkles that could help out all the Greek students out there. Language study is a fine art. It must be executed with incredible precision. The same is true of any endeavor in life, including the art and science of running. If you take care to prepare thoroughly, the race will go well.   

Saturday, October 26

6:38 PM We are moving on up in the running regimen this fall, with an attempt to break my 10 mile record in Richmond today. I was grateful to have the health and the early wake-up opportunity this beautiful morning to try and get a new PR on the books.

It was a fun day on the Virginia Capital Trail, reconnecting with a place where I’ve ridden my road bike many a time.

As you can see, the course elevation left much to be desired (I don’t like hills very much), so it was a bit iffy as to the outcome.

Of the 7 ten mile races I did prior to coming into today’s event, my last PR of 2:04 was set a month ago at the Virginia 10 Miler in Lynchburg.

I am beyond excited to report that today God enabled me to crush my old PR by about 12 minutes.

We will take it everyone, we will take it. Exciting day for sure out on the trail and I look forward to sharing more races with all of you in the coming weeks as we push on into 2020.

Thanks for tuning in everybody. Training and racing marches on into the fall and winter months.

P.S. My Garmin watch is notoriously unreliable for its VO2Max data but at least it provides a good laugh.

5:20 AM Where will you be worshiping God this weekend? That’s not the same thing as asking, “Where will you go to church tomorrow?” Today I will worship God by running a race and then doing yard work before getting some writing done. True worship includes praising God in song on Sunday morning, but it has to go further than that. True worship, as John 4 teaches (cf. Rom. 12:1-2), is the offering to God of all that we have and is in response to all that God has done for us through Jesus Christ our Lord. Anyone can sing praises on Sunday morning. But it’s another thing altogether to worship God on Saturday night or Monday morning when you’re surrounded by friends who perhaps have no desire to live for God. In other words, a church’s “worship” can never be judged by what happens on Sunday morning. In fact, we do not go to church to worship God; we go to encourage one another (see 1 Cor. 14:26). Howard Marshall has written (“How Far Did the Early Christians Worship God?”, Churchman 99 [1985] p. 220):

It is true that Christian meetings can be described from the outside as occasions for worshipping God and also that elements of service to God took place in them, but the remarkable fact is that Christian meetings are not said to take place specifically to worship God and the language of worship is not used as a means of referring to them or describing them. To sum up what goes on in a Christian meeting as being specifically for the purpose of ‘worship’ is without New Testament precedent. ‘Worship’ is not an umbrella-term for what goes on when Christians gather together.

So the correct answer to the question “Where do you worship?” is not “_________ Community Church” but “everywhere.”

The Bible insists that worship consists of the whole of life.

Even running a race.

Friday, October 25

6:10 PM The key word for today is “leftovers.” What are some leftover goals you have for the year 2019? The brain is definitely a goal-seeking organism. When your goals sink into your unconscious mind, you will work night and day to achieve them. 

I’ve definitely had a good year so far. I’ve had some challenges, of course, as we all have. I wish I could eat cleaner. My house is not always picked up. I wish I could eat out less. On the other hand, I got a chance to teach some wonderful classes. I was able to do some pretty awesome marathons, including one in Phoenix. The linguistics conference on campus that we helped to organize was a genuine blessing. Surfing in Hawai’i is always a blast. But goals for 2019? I still have some. I’d like my blogging to improve. I want my posts to have a tighter “focus” that keeps them from meandering too much or becoming too wordy. I don’t want to publish posts that don’t have a clear vision for what I’m trying to accomplish here. In short, I want to be consistent while still having fun. I have other 2019 goals as well. I want to do a thorough de-cluttering of my office, create a more efficient way of handling my emails, spend more time with my grandchildren, complete the new landscaping in my backyard, lose 10 pounds, take a long road trip, learn to speak Spanish better, say “Thank you” more often, increase my daily water intake, eat less salt, learn a few new computer skills, and plan for a productive and meaningful 2020. I have one guiding principle in setting my goals. I want to reach the God-given limit of what’s possible in my life. Not all that long ago I set as a goal “to run a marathon.” At the time it seemed like an audacious or even unrealistic goal. Maybe your goal is to walk two times a week. It all depends on what you want to accomplish in life. I like to stay clam, reflect on my journey thus far, be grateful for all the blessings of life, be comfortable in my own skin, and focus on keeping in step with the Lord. Right now, though, I have got to cook supper and fuel up this old body of mine. Tomorrow’s another big race day.

Happy rest-of-19 goal setting, folks!

8:50 AM Read:Philippians, Missions, and You.

8:36 AM On my reading desk:

So many good, God things are happening today in Greek studies that’s for sure. As Con Campbell puts it on the last page of hisAdvances in the Study of Greek:

The study of New Testament Greek is probably more exciting now than at any time since the discovery of the Oxyrhynchus Papyri in 1897. So much substantial work is being conducted, some of which has huge implications for our understanding of Greek, and all of which has bearing on the exegesis of the New Testament. A world of discovery and insight await those who heed its call.

Will you heed that call? I hope so!

7:55 AM Giving thanks….

I am thankful for the classroom. For 43 years the Lord has given me the privilege of training students to follow Jesus in obedience and love. These have been the very best years of my life. In fact, I am more passionate about the classroom today than I was when I first entered Sutherland Hall at Biola in 1976. Each week is a new joy as well as a challenge to be the best I can be.

I am thankful for the men and women where I teach. You are literally the best people I know. You love Jesus and the lost so well I can’t believe it. Thank you for believing in me and making me braver and better.

I am thankful for a family that still doesn’t quite understand this crazy passion I have to run races but who love and support me anyway. It’s an honor to be part of this brood.

I am thankful for my wife of 37 years. In one week we will be commemorating her passing 6 years ago. I am a better man because of her. Even her passing has been a blessing in disguise as it forced me to push myself beyond what was easy and comfortable.

I am thankful for close friends who keep prodding me forward. To the Corinthians Paul said, after spending one and a half years with them, “You’ve seen my life. Now follow me.” I am convinced that God has given me these friends to be an example and an encouragement.

I am thankful that my cooking is no longer a complete disaster. My chicken tikka masala is so good you can’t believe it. Cooking warrior I am not, but at least I’ve got one meal down pat.

I am thankful for you, my wonderful blog readers. I am so for you. I’d like to think that sometime during our day we can come together and lean on each other for rest and encouragement. Let’s continue to point each other to God.

I am thankful that the kingdom is simple:

Love God.

Serve others.

Walk humbly.

Thursday, October 24

7:06 PM When you clear cut your pines and hardwoods, you get this:

For years I was never able to enjoy the sunset in the West. That’s all changed. I like to spend part of every evening outdoors with the animals and nature. I like to listen to my soul and take time to converse with the Creator. I like to say that farm life is hard work but good work. It usually puts you to bed with a good tired if you know what I mean. Getting out of doors on a regular basis — so key for long term physical and mental health.

1:44 PM Today’s key word is “setback.” We all face curveballs in life — times when we hit an unexpected pothole or are dealt a lousy deck of cards. Five months ago, after running my 15th marathon, I noticed some irregular heart beats. That began a long series of trips to various specialists including cardiologists, sports physiologists, and neurologists. I’ve been really impressed with the expertise of all of my physicians. Today I had my 5-month follow up with my cardiologist and, thank the Lord, the report card came back with an “A+.” Running injuries happen to all of us. I’ve used this time to try and figure out how I can avoid a repetition of the same thing going forward. The bottom line is that I was not overtraining but over-racing. Four or five marathons a year turned out to place a bit too much stress on my cardiovascular system. So, with the doctors’ blessings, I will continue to run marathons but just not so many each year.

Folks, life is a learning curve. Setbacks are just part of life’s journey. When you face a curveball, you take it one day at a time and one step at a time. You seek professional care and then you move forward, this time with a bit more wisdom hopefully. Cross training is now a huge part of my weekly workout routine. My schedule now has me running no more than 3 times a week, then lifting twice a week. If I can get in a bike now and again, so much the better. Today, for example, I worked out for an hour at the Y.

It was also time to renew my annual membership. For only $420.00 per year I can enjoy some outstanding facilities. If you work out a mere two times each week, that amounts to less than 4 bucks a visit. That’s pretty phenomenal.  Moreover, Y membership is nationwide, so you can visit a gym wherever you travel in the U.S. After my workout I did another 5 miles at the track.

This time I picked up my pace just a tad from yesterday.

Just trying to stay on my A-game before Saturday’s big race in Richmond. After I got back to the farm I rolled out my legs and did some stretching. Foam rolling has become a key ingredient in my race preparation.

Time now to get some rest before getting back out into the great outdoors to mow the yards. Today’s weather is some of the nicest I’ve seen in a very long time. Health is awaiting all of us. You just have to go out and get it!

6:55 AM Here’s another new Power Point, this time onEph. 5:15-24, showing that we can’t teach on Christian marriage without at least beginning with a discussion of the filling of the Spirit in 5:18, because that’s where Paul starts. The theme of wise and Spirit-filled living begun in 5:15 is now applied to special groups: wives and husbands (5:22-33), children and their parents (6:1-4), and slaves and their masters (6:5-9). Nor can we begin a new thought unit in 5:21, as though “submitting” is a finite verb: “submit.” “Submitting” is a participal that relates back to the main verbs in 5:18. This doesn’t mean that there’s no shift in Paul’s thinking at 5:22, where he begins his discussion of Christian marriage. But this shift must never become a separation from the preceding context. Success in marriage is impossible without Spirit-filled living. Thousands of times in a marriage we have to choose to go our way or the Spirit’s way, to choose our happiness or the other’s happiness, to tear down or to build up. Marriage is hard work but it’s good work. And it works best when two people are regularly getting over themselves and living a Spirit-filled, other-centered life.

Wednesday, October 23

6:16 PM My newPower Point on verbal aspect has finally been published. You’ll understand why I’m so excited about it when you open it. It’s not quite complete. I need to add Wallace and Porter. It’s time to play it smart folks when it comes to verbal aspect. More to come for sure. I’ve also been going through a grammar of Koine Greek written in Modern Greek.

Earlier today I got in an easy 5-mile run at Joyner Park in Wake Forest.

We train slow to run fast, folks. I can’t wait to see if my training pays off this Saturday when I join a few hundred other runners to race 10 miles on the historic Virginia Capital Trail. The VCT is a 52-mile multi-use trail connecting Richmond with Jamestown. I’ve biked all 52 miles of it twice, but this will be my first time running it. I’ll do another 5 miles tomorrow, Lord willing, and then after that no more running until Saturday’s race. As runners we need to always watch out for the signs of overtraining and burnout. Running must always be balanced with proper rest. The key to running for the rest of your life is not just discipline but being smart!

Tonight I’m gelling after 3 long days of teaching and meetings. Time to rest and recover from the effort teachers put into their classes. I can’t wait to share with you some of the things I’m learning about verbal aspect. I’ve even toying with the idea of putting my thoughts into a journal article. Stay tuned!

Monday, October 21

7:56 AM The perfect tense. That’s our topic in tonight’s Advanced Greek Grammar class. There’s always more to learn, folks. But you have to keep abreast of current scholarship. This is one book we’ll be talking about tonight for sure.

It’s the first full-scale reference grammar of Classical Greek in a century. Though I’m not familiar with any of the authors, they must be accomplished Greek scholars by virtue of their being chosen to produce this massive 811-page volume. I am finding some inconsistencies, however, and one of them has to do with the perfect tense. In introducing “aspect” (p. 406), the authors pretty much tow the party line in writing that the present stem presents an action as incomplete. “This is called imperfective aspect.” Then they write that the aorist stem presents an action as complete, that is, as a single (uninterruptable) whole. “This is called perfective aspect.” Finally, they say that perfect stems present action as a state resulting from a preceding completed action — a very traditional way of looking at the perfect tense but one with which I happen to agree. Curiously, here there is no “This is called___________ aspect.” In fact, I have yet to find a reference anywhere in the book to the term they use to describe this third aspect in Greek. I’ve asked my assistant to contact the authors for an explanation. If I were to venture a guess, I think it might be because they have already used the term “perfective” for the aorist tense stems and are therefore unable to use the traditional “perfective” for the perfect tense stems. But we’ll find out. It’s never safe to speculate what an author is thinking.

At the end of the day we never stop learning. It’s the joy of education that keeps us going. Boredom does not creep in when you’re having fun!

6:30 AM Our key word for today is “stages.” When I give someone a copy of my wife’s book My Life Story, I will often turn to the photo of us when we were just married and say, “That was her first husband.” At first people will look at me with a quizzical stare, but soon they get the joke. Everything in life goes through stages, folks, including marriage. In 37 years of marriage I would say that Becky had three or maybe four husbands. Hopefully we all grow and mature as husbands. After decades of marriage, “knowing” each other has a far deeper meaning. You have made a conscious choice to be together despite your faults and foibles galore. The goal is a true partnership and, I would add, a partnership in the Gospel if you are a Christian couple. Take a few minutes and jot down five specific areas in your life you’d like to grow in this year, using a short word or phrase. Talk to God about overcoming inertia and about helping you reach these goals. And remember: God has a lot at stake in your growth too. He’s there through every stage of life you will ever experience, rooting for you to succeed. Now is the time to take your next step, to seize the day if you will, without hesitation. Are we done growing? Certainly not, certainly not!

Sunday, October 20

5:28 PM In my little talk this morning I referred to Eph. 3:8, where Paul calls himself the “very least (Greek: leaster) of all the saints.” In his excellent commentary, William Hendricksen says that Paul is probably thinking back to “his former life as a persecutor of the church” (p. 156). Our limitations are not liabilities to our God. He recruits the most surprising people. No handicap from the past hinders Him. “God has chosen things despised by the world, things counted as nothing at all, and used them to bring to nothing what the world considers important.” So if you expect other people not to let you down, you can expect to be disappointed. Corrie ten Boom’s famous quote came to mind this morning during my talk:

Look inside and be depressed.

Look outside and be distressed.

Look to Him and be at rest.

Friends, all of us are flawed. We need to accept other people for who they are: people who are basically just like us.

P.S. There’s only one commentary set I recommend in its entirety, and it’s the one by Hendricksen. Oh my, what a great author with both a brilliant mind and the heart of a pastor. Rare combination these days it seems to me.

12:30 PM My message this morning was from Josh. 3:1-3 and was titled “The God of the Impossible.” Along with the children of Israel, we metaphorically camped out for 3 days on the eastern shore of the Jordan River and watched a river at flood stage, thinking to ourselves, “Ain’t no way anyone can cross this river, not here, not now!” Still, we carry on, keeping our eyes squarely focused on “the box” — the ark of the covenant of the Lord our God (the ark being one of greatest types of Christ in the Old Testament).

Got any rivers you think are uncrossable?/Got any mountains you can’t tunnel through?/God specializes in things called “impossible.”/He does the things others cannot do.

It was pure joy getting to know these young adults from Cary, NC. The world needs more men and women like them.

8:15 AM Luke 3:23 was our text last night as we took a whirlwind excursion through the “Age Thirty Transition” of Jesus and then applied it to our lives.

Studying the life of Jesus will wake you up that is for sure. Overall, I do not believe we understand the implications of the decision Jesus made to close the door on His childhood home never again to return. He had made the “age thirty transition” and had begun a journey that tried His will and tested His endurance but He was faithful to the end. Now we are called to be His followers and imitators. He loves us and is on our side, in spite of all our failures and weaknesses. Our commitment is to do nothing but the will of the Master. 

Saturday, October 19

5:12 PM From the archives: Mark’s Theology of the Cross.

4:54 PM Been in 1 Cor. 12 this afternoon. Let’s always remember that the church has many members with differing gifts. When each member cooperates with all the others, God is honored and the Gospel moves forward. We work together, folks, we just keep working together. But we have to be aware of three dangers: giving credit to ourselves for our gifts, failing to use our gifts for the benefit of the entire church, and thinking that we are of no benefit to the church at all. Our thought must always be: “I have received a special gift from the Holy Spirit, be it great or small, and so I must use it as He requires.” The benefit of all — that’s the goal. 

Onward, upward, and forward indeed.

12:06 PM Throwing out the myth of adolescence — a key ingredient for all believers to consider in their study of the Bible. In fact, understanding the human developmental cycle, I would argue, cannot be complete without taking a very close look at Jesus’ own stages of human development. Remember: If Jesus is 100 percent God, He is also 100 percent man. My game plan for this morning’s session was to introduce my audience to Jesus’ own developmental cycle, especially as it pertains to raising children in today’s society. I will now wait until this evening to finish with Jesus’ age 30 transition, the time when He began His public ministry. By pressing the envelope of our understanding of Jesus’ earthly life, we will be better able to understand such key passages as 1 Cor. 13:11, 1 Tim. 4:12, and 1 John 2:12-14. Stay tuned for another report later tonight, Lord willing.

9:05 AM Oh my. The Amsterdam Marathon is tomorrow. The weather will be perfect. It should be an epic race. Keep your eyes on two East Africans to break the course record: Kenenisa Bekele and Lawrence Cherono. In the women’s lineup, Ethiopian Meseret Defar will be making her long-awaited marathon debut. The race will be viewed live in 120 countries. What an inspiration for adult-onset athletes like myself! The love of running unites us. And you know what? You can be one of us. You too can push your limits to new highs and lows. Nothing keeps you from joining the ranks of those who have found regular exercise to be fun and healthy except your own belief that you can’t.

Amsterdam, by the way, is one of the most beautiful cities in the world. The marathon allows you to see 26.2 miles of it. Hmm. Maybe next year?

8:04 AM Today’s key word is “strategy.” The mental strategy for doing missions is very complicated and vast. Or it is? I frankly do not have all the answers to this question. At the end of the day, it’s all about living sacrificially for others. Especially when you live in the West where we enjoy so much wealth. That’s why we gave a copy of my book Will You Join the Cause of Global Missions to everyone in attendance last night at the retreat. A heartbeat for world evangelism pulses on every page of the New Testament. That’s what it means to be a follower of the Lord Jesus in the 21st century, I argued. We must forsake our fascination with material prosperity and personal pleasure and turn to Christ with all our hearts. That is the only path to true happiness and fulfillment, folks. Our Western culture contrasts so directly with the lifestyle our Lord commands. Unless we have travelled to places like India, we simply cannot comprehend the situation in the sin-blighted countries of the Majority World. The fields of lost souls are white unto harvest. God is not asking us to give money to missions but to make missions the central passion of our lives. We should be willing to exchange everything and anything we have for the pearl of great price, the kingdom of God. For the man or woman whom God uses there can be no other way.

Today my topics are “Jesus and the Age 12 Transition” and “Jesus and the Age Thirty Transition.”

Love God.

Serve others.

Live on mission.

P.S. Never tire of watching the sun rise over the pond. Never.

7:34 AM If you’re using our beginning grammar here’s a nifty little cheat sheet for chapter 7 prepared by my assistant. Thanks, Rodolfo!

Friday, October 18

10:44 PM This weekend I’m speaking 4 times at a college-career retreat at a nearby camp. Tonight was session #1.

Great chance to remind these twenty- and thirty-somethings that:

  • Love is not sex.

  • Wealth is not money.

  • Relationship is not religion.

  • Faithfulness is not success.

I pose to all of you what I pose to myself: “Am I living for what really counts in life?” We march on, folks, fighting for what’s of eternal value. Let us run on to our lofty goals, one step at a time, one day at a time. For this world is not our home.

12:42 PM Was great to be outdoors on this perfect fall day and get in 5 miles at the Tobacco Heritage Trail.

We must not forget that being in nature allows us to unhitch from the craziness of urban living. Detachment from smart phones and even people is a beautiful thing if you can find it. Let’s enjoy God’s nature when we can, people!

Here, by the way, is a solid example of the Greek perfect tense. In 1 Cor. 15:3-6 Paul defines the Gospel by using 4 verbs:

  • Christ died.

  • He was buried.

  • He was raised.

  • He was seen by Cephas.

Which of these verbs is in the perfect tense do you think? Remember: The perfect tense indicates a completed action whose effects are felt in the present.

  • Christ died. Is He still dead? Nope.

  • Christ was buried. Is He still buried? Nope.

  • Christ was seen by the human eye. Is He still seen? Nope.

  • Christ was raised. Is He still risen? Yep!

We might render Paul’s Greek as follows (compare theISV):

Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures, He was buried, He was raised on the third day according to the Scriptures — and is still alive! — and He was seen by Cephas.

Yes, this is a bit of a paraphrase, but not much. Gordon Fee (1 Corinthians, p. 726) has written: “The verb in this instance is the perfect passive (‘he has been raised’), implying that he was both raised from the dead and still lives” (italics his). In Ann Groton’s beginning Greek grammar (referred to below), we read (p. 123):

The perfect tense describes a state that exists in the present of a completed action (e.g., “I have won,” which implies that I am now in the state of being a winner).

Hence Pheidippedes’ famous pronouncement after the Battle of Marathon:

  • Nenikēkamen.

  • “We have won!”

We could even render this as “We are victorious!” Here the perfect tense focuses on the result or the state following the completion of an activity. An example I heard on YouTube just this morning was in an interview with a former White House lawyer. He was introduced, not as someone who “served in the White House” but as someone who “has served in the White House.” The focus is on the result or state in the present time.

More later on imperfective and aoristic aspect. Ever onward and upward, folks!

8:55 AM Preparations for my Advanced Greek Grammar class next Monday night are in full swing here at Rosewood Farm. Our topic is verbal aspect, and my what a huge topic it is. This morning I took a spin through all of the beginning and intermediate grammars I own (both Classical and Koine) and am amazed at how much agreement there is despite superficial disagreements. My thoughts on the subject in brief:

There are three aspects in Greek. I call them imperfective, perfective, and aoristic. Of these, aoristic aspect is the default. An aoristic action is one that the speaker perceives not as an action occurring over time or as a completed action but as a mere occurrence. Aoristic aspect by itself does not specific whether the action is/was/will be prolonged, repeated, or finished — hence the nameaoristos, “undefined.”

I continue to use “aoristic” (instead of “perfective”) to describe this category of aspect for two reasons.  (1) The term perfective is too easily confused with the Greek perfect tense system, and (2) imperfective (incomplete) aspect and perfective (completed) aspect are binary opposites. One grammar I read this morning admits as much when it observes that the word “imperfective” derives from the Latin word imperfectivum, “not completed.” Then what should “perfective” (Latin perfectivum) mean other than “completed”? But when discussing the Greek perfect tense, the later grammar says nothing about the Latin word perfectivum, “completed”! For the sake of simple consistency, then, I retain the more traditional use of “perfective.” As I said above, perfective aspect (remember: I’m using the term with reference to the Greek perfect tense system) is the logical opposite of imperfective aspect.

By the way, I’m not the only one who still uses the term aoristic to refer to the aorist tense system in Greek. In her recently published grammar From Alpha to Omega: A Beginning Course in Classical Greek, Anne Groton writes (p. 15): “A Greek verb has one of three possible aspects: imperfective, aoristic, or perfective.” I would simply ask: Isn’t there less terminological confusion if we say, for example, that the perfect tense indicates perfective aspect, and the aorist tense indicates aoristic aspect?

Okay, time to get out of the house and do my farm chores. I’ll conclude with a summary:

Grammatical aspect in Greek concerns the way an action is presented or regarded.

Imperfective aspect presents an action as incomplete, that is, as an action that is ongoing or repeated.

Perfective aspect (the opposite of imperfective aspect) presents an action as a state resulting from a preceding completed action or it signifies the effects of acompleted action that is somehow still relevant.

Aoristic aspect presents an action as a complete whole, that is, an action viewed as neither incomplete nor complete but in its entirety.

Put another way:

Imperfective aspect describes a process.

Perfective aspect describes a state of affairs that exists as a result of a completed action.

Aoristic aspect describes an event without commenting on whether it is a process or completed.

Make sense? Hmm, maybe not. Let’s summarize matters even more simply:

Imperfective aspect: Incomplete.

Perfective aspect: Completed.

Aoristic aspect: Complete

Thanks for tuning in, everyone. I hope you found this useful. I’ll try and give some illustrations later. But now it’s time to enjoy the great outdoors.

Thursday, October 17

12:28 PM Took my running shoes out today for a quick spin at the local high school track. Today was a great test of my overall fitness and endurance after Sunday’s race.

I’m truly thrilled and grateful to be able to run again so quickly after that effort. Overall I’m pleased with how my legs have recovered after the marathon. Earlier I spent 45 minutes at the Y doing some weight lifting with my trainer.

I am excited to put down some more good training this week with perhaps a bit more intensity at the end of the week. Stay tuned for more training updates.

P.S. Got word today that my esteemed New Testament colleague Ulrich Luz of the University of Bern (Switzerland) has passed away at the age of 81.

An online obituary refers to him as an “innovatinen, international angesehenen Forscher und engagierten Lehrer” (an innovative, internationally renowned researcher and an engaged teacher). He and I share the joy and honor of having studied in Basel. This was also said of him: “Luz publizierte bis ins hohe Alter” (Luz published well into old age). He was perhaps best known for his work on the Gospel according to Matthew. Requiescat in pace, Professor Luz. Your legacy will not be soon forgotten.

6:20 AM Today’s word is “niche.” What is your niche in sports? When it comes to exercise, we all need an outlet in life. I know I do. I love competing and pushing myself. The key question is, what are your strengths? Plus, what are your main interests? Frankly, I’ve made a couple of mistakes in my ever-so-short life as a runner by not focusing on what I enjoy the most. An example might be the marathon distance. As you know, I just completed my 16th marathon. I ran my first one in Cincinnati 3 years ago. Between then and now I sort of got carried away by that distance and even ran a couple of back-to-back marathons (as in only 2 weeks apart). What do I like most about marathons? I love the challenge for sure. I also love the unknown. No matter how good you feel going into a 26.2 mile race, you never know how your body will do at around mile 20. So that’s pretty exciting. I also enjoy seeing how quickly my body takes to recover after a big race. So there’s a lot to like about the marathon distance. The downside is that a marathon beats you up pretty good, especially if you like to push yourself hard. Will I run another marathon? Probably. In fact, I’m looking at several possibilities for 2020 as I type. But to be honest, I don’t think the marathon is my niche if you know what I’m saying. I’m just not built for the marathon.

That leaves me with other distances: 5K, 10K, 10-miler, half marathon, and the ultra. I enjoy all of these distances, but I’d have to say that my favorite — my “niche” perhaps — is the 13.1 mile half marathon. Not sure why. Maybe it’s because after 3 years of running I can finally run an entire half without having to walk. Maybe it’s because the distance is better suited for my body type. Probably a big reason is that a half marathon is much easier on your body than a full is. So, while the marathon seems to be a be a “bridge too far” so to speak, and the 5K too short, the half seems to be just right.

What about trail races? Oh my, I love these events. The ones I’ve done so far have ranged anywhere from the 5K to the half marathon distance. Today I’ll be checking out the trail runs in my area (that is, within a 100 mile radius from the farm) and hopefully I can find a race that’s not too far a drive to start out the fall running season.

Other areas of our lives besides sports require us to think in terms of “niche.” As a writer of textbooks, I’m naturally drawn to what I call the academic/popular genre. That’s not to say I don’t enjoy the strictly academic essay or book. Early on in my career I focused articles and books on narrow and often highly technical subjects. I suppose I did this partly because success in my profession depends on targeting academic journals and publishing houses, getting your work through the peer review process, and hopefully contributing to the academy in a helpful way. The problem is, very few people actually read the highly technical book or journal article. Even fulltime scholars rarely have the time to keep up with all the literature in their own field. I think this is where popular writing comes in. In fact, I believe my second book (after my dissertation) was a step in this direction. The fact that Linguistics for Students of New Testament Greek is still in print 31 years after it was first published speaks to what is perhaps a felt need for academic writings that appeal to the normal everyday student. Whenever I write, I try to imagine that my audience is a busy seminary student rather than an academic. I try to avoid writing that is too technical. Above all, I strive to avoid being boring. Some authors (N. T. Wright and John Stott, for example) are experts at using language that is understandable. They focus on readability as well as on solid content. They write for a mass market. The result, if you will, are more “eyeballs.”

“Niche.” What’s yours, as an athlete or a teacher or whatever? Believe me, I’m still in the discovery process myself. And let me add: at the end of the day we might just discover that we really don’t have a niche at all. Instead, we love doing it all. People often look down on the “jack of all trades,” but there are certain advantages to being able to do several things competently. There’s nothing wrong, folks, with what I call “dabbling.” Still today, at the age of 67, I’m trying to learn new things, including how to cook decent meals, how to clean the house, how to speak Spanish correctly (instead of my horrible Spanglish), how to run efficiently, etc. Being a jack of all trades doesn’t necessarily mean you’re a master of none. Just don’t try and force yourself into a square hole if you’re a round peg.

I wish all of you the best as you pursue your life goals and incorporate discipline and virtue into your daily living. Now go out and do something you enjoy!

Wednesday, October 16

6:40 PM Greetings, internet family! My, what a great weekend it was for the marathon. First of all, congratulations to Eliud Kipchoge of Kenya for breaking the 2 hour barrier in a phenomenal effort in Vienna on Saturday.

What a memorable moment it was as he crossed the finish line. That’s right, ladies and gentlemen, Kipchoge now ranks among the greatest athletes of all time along with Roger Bannister, Edmund Hillary, Michael Jordan, Babe Ruth, Lebron, and Pele. Once again, it was a team effort. There were 41 pacemakers that helped him reach his goal by creating, in essence, a miniature wind tunnel for him to run in – a reminder that we need each other in this challenging world we live in. Also, Kipchoge never knew his father, but thankfully his coach became a father figure for him. If you grew up without a dad in your life as I did, you know just how important that is. You play the hand you’re dealt, folks, trusting the Lord every step of the way. Second, during Sunday’s Chicago Marathon, the women’s world record in the marathon was smashed by Brigid Kosgei, also of Kenya.

The height of human ability is wrapped up in the breath and soul of this woman. I wish I could say I helped her to accomplish her feat but I was still several hours behind when she crossed the finish line. A solid weekend for the marathon for sure – every accomplishment a pure gift from God even if it’s not always recognized as such. Glad I could be along for the ride.

Pursuing my passions and hopefully never rusting out — that’s my goal these days. Trust me, the marathon is no joke, and I will certainly return for more punishment in the future.

But for now it’s eating Mexican food and soaking in the memories of my race in the Windy City.

Thank you for reading. Cheers everyone, and see you soon.

Friday, October 11

8:18 AM Off to an adventure with my running shoes. That’s right, the world’s least athletic person is running “America’s Marathon”! Time to see if all those training miles will pay off.

Today’s key word is “courage.” When I was in high school, I felt invincible. Life was going to be a smooth highway, remember? Then reality kicked in. Regrets. Old wounds. Disappointments. Loss and pain. Bad memories. You feel swallowed up by the world you were supposed to have by the tail. Dwelling on the past has a cumulative negative effect. That’s why the Scriptures encourage us to dwell instead on the positives — on the grand future that God has in store for us. He wants us to experience the “riches of His glory” that He’s planned for us from the beginning of time. He understands that we are often hesitant to move forward because of past regrets. Fact is, He’s got some surprises up His sleeve that will boggle our mind. I never once thought I would run a marathon, let alone 16 of them. Little did I realize when Becky passed away that God was scouting up ahead. “The Lord will go ahead of you,” says Isaiah. “I know the plans I have for you … to give you a future and a hope,” wrote Jeremiah. God can take our brokenness and make something positive out of it. If it’s self pity you’re after, it can easily be had. But if you are to move forward in life, no matter what the goal is, you’ll need all the courage you can muster to fight on. But you must rely on God. You must believe that He knows what’s best for you.

Think of your past with all of its regrets and sorrows. Now let those memories give you fuel to begin to carve out your true identity on this earth. Indeed, God has a plan for your life that exceeds your wildest imaginations. And He’s willing and able to guide you toward that destination.

Onward and upward everyone. See you after the race!

Love God.

Serve others.

Be courageous.

P.S. Fun facts about the 2019 Chicago Marathon:

  • There will be over 45,000 runners.

  • Around 1.7 million spectators will line the course.

  • You run through 29 different neighborhoods of the city (including China Town, Greek Town, and Little Italy).

  • Real Feel temps are forecast to be in the middle to upper 30s for most of the race.

  • A strong WSW wind of 15-25 mph will be a crosswind for most of the course.

  • The course is extremely flat and makes for lots of PRs.

  • You can watch the event live on TV. Look for me. I’ll be the guy waving.

Thursday, October 10

4:30 PM Chicago update: After an upper body workout at the Y, I attempted to get in an easy 3 mile run at the local high school track but was unsuccessful. I was barely able to manage a 2 mile walk. Yesterday’s test has left me very sore and my right calf muscle feels like it’s been pulled. Just another reminder that running involves injuries — even those induced by others — but they can be overcome with a combination of patience and grit. You must be tough to do this sport, that’s for sure, if you want to truly be your best. Time to take everything in stride. The Lord knew this would happen and He isn’t surprised! I understand that this sport of running comes with its risks that are sometime unavoidable even when you’re trying to be ever so careful. Onward we go along this running journey.

Right now I need to lay out my running outfit for the race, trying to keep in mind that the weather in Chicago can turn on a dime. Currently they’re calling for partly sunny skies at race start with a temperature of 44 degrees Fahrenheit. The wind will be out of the west south west at 16 mph. Looks like I’ll need to layer and anticipate chucking some of my outer clothing along the course. Thankfully the chance of precipitation is zero. At any rate, I’m excited to get back to Chicago and to run another marathon. Racing is a little treat we get as runners for spending all those hours in training and prepping for our race goals.

Wednesday, October 9

7:46 PM Well, folks, the summer heat is a thing of the past and racing conditions for the marathon this Sunday are promising to be on the cool/cold side. That’s fine with me. Rather be cold than hot. Then again, it’s October. Let’s just say you have to be prepared for all race conditions, so I’m trying to pack smart. Should I use my hydration vest on race day? I’ll decide then. But it will come along to Chicago for sure. I’m kinda getting used to sipping on a sports drink every half mile or so rather than waiting to reach an aid station every 1-2 miles. Right now I’m trying to stay motivated for the race. Before every race you think about what kind of motivation works best for you. Shall I try for a new PR? Shall I allow myself to be pushed and challenged by a pacer? Shall I take my time and enjoy the sights of one of the greatest cities of the world? Don’t know the answers yet, but the Lord will show me on race day. Don’t know if I’ve mentioned this yet, but I’m running Chicago as a fundraiser for an organization called Lungevity, which helps people affected by lung cancer. If you’d like to make a donation, me web page ishere. One thing is certain. I am far from being an expert about this running thing. I still have so much to learn. But with 15 marathons under my belt I’ve learned some basic things about running:

  • Never sit down during a race.

  • Never bomb the hills at full speed.

  • Be quick and purposeful through the aid stations.

  • Stay focused on both hydration and nutrition.

  • Remember that running is a gift.

  • Focus on the mile you’re running at that very moment.

  • Anticipate having to dig deep toward the end of the race.

  • Embrace the suffering.

  • Monitor your pace so you have enough oomph to get you to the finish line.

  • Ignore your brain when it is screaming at you to STOP.

Folks, if something in your life is worth doing, do it now, because one day the opportunity may be taken away from you. If there’s a goal you want to achieve, start working on it. But make sure your goals are your goals, not someone else’s. They have to be based on your standards and values. Learning to set reasonable yet achievable goals has been one of the most profound things running has taught me. And there’s still a lot more to learn!

1:18 PM Update on the ongoing situation with my right foot and the numbness I experience there occasionally. Today I had a nerve induction test where they poke you with needles and then run eclectic charges through your feet, calves, thighs, and lower back. The test took about an hour and wasn’t pleasant but gathering as much information as you can about any injury is never a bad idea. Looks like I have some peripheral neuropathy in my right foot that might be caused by nerve damage in my lower spine. A lumbar MRI has been ordered, and I’m excited for the results to be delivered. Until then, the doctor suspects it’s the result of normal aging and not directly due to all the activities I do. He wants me to stay active rather than sedentary. Hence a green light for Chicago. Maintaining fitness as a runner is a balancing act. But fatigue and soreness, even a few aches, is not the same as an injury. If you’re active, you can never stop listening to the oh-so quiet voice of your body. Pain often means that injury is imminent, so if you’re having pain it’s best to see your doctor immediately. Sometimes the best remedy is to take some time off so that your muscles and joints have a chance to recover. Remember: the body you have is the only body you’ll get. Most injuries are caused by overuse, which is why I’ve cut back significantly on the number of marathons I do annually. Nobody wants to have an injury, but they can and do occur. Expect them. Deal with them wisely. Seek professional help —  always. The patience and self-discipline you show during your recovery will be well worth it.

7:20 AM One of the points I try to make in mylittle devotional on running is that running (and all of life) should be to the glory of God. A well-cooked meal is not only a treat that delights the palate. It reflects creative talent, talent that only comes from God. Or take the arts. As you know, I’ve always dabbled in art. Drawing. Painting. Sketching. Oils. Water colors. I believe that all these pursuits can be seen as potential God-glorifying endeavors. The artist molds and shapes earthy elements into awe-inspiring paintings that reflect an ability “on loan from God.” The architect fashions wood or stone into marvelous buildings that reflect a divinely-given gift of creativity. The athlete takes the human body and trains it to do amazing feats that remind us just how beautifully we humans are made by our Creator.

This month in Vienna, Eliud Kipchoge will try and break the 2-hour mark in the marathon. If he succeeds, it will be an awe-inspiring feat. To me at least, it will be another reminder of how wonderfully God created our human bodies.

Pursuing physical activity can also be an act of love for God and neighbor. The healthier I can stay as I grow older, hopefully the less of a burden I will be on my family. I would argue, then, that becoming physically active promotes the ends of God as we strive to be responsible with the bodies He has given us.

I’m not trying to romanticize sports. The fitness industry is obviously designed to make money, pure and simple. But any endeavor can be distorted by the ends of capitalism. Maybe it’s best to think of fitness as a part of Christian discipleship. Created in the imago Dei, we are entrusted with the responsibility to care for all of creation, and how we treat the human body is often indicative of our relationship with God.

A marathon is so much like life. 26.2 miles is an odyssey of conflicting emotions. It’s joy at how far you’ve come and despair at how far you have to go. Hard days come to all of us. But we keep on running the race of life. If we draw on the strength of God, we can all finish strong.

When I cross the finish line of life, I want to be spent. The real journey is the journey within.

6:15 AM The key verse during our conference in Philly was 2 Tim. 2:2: “And the things you’ve heard me say in the presence of many witnesses entrust to reliable people who will also be qualified to teach others.” To me, this is one of the most encouraging things about Paul’s life. It seems to me that Paul was willing to pass the baton to those he had trained. To the Corinthians he said, “You’ve seen my life. Now follow me as I follow Christ.” One of the brothers reminded us that “There is a time for everything.” And now is clearly the time for the trained to become the trainers. Mark 14 shows us the kind of relationship Jesus has with His disciples. He’s like a wealthy businessman who’s gone on a long vacation, leaving his estate and power of attorney with his staff. The Bible calls this “stewardship.” Stewardship is the normal Christian life. It’s not a life reserved only for clergy or missionaries. Christ is not looking for cheerleaders but for athletes who will get into the game and play. Live this way and you will not be disappointed I do believe!

Today is a day for recouping. Got an appointment with a sports physiologist at Duke this morning, then it’s time to clean the house before putting the final touches on my preparation for Chicago. As a 67-year old with a little bit of time and experience behind me, I truly believe that we never outgrow our need to keep on moving forward in life. Thank you all for the opportunity to share some of my story with you and hopefully inspire you to remain in state of growth, always. I’m so grateful for the chance to run Chicago. Even if the course is cold and windy (as things seem to be shaping up in Chicago as of today), I’ll keep my goals in front of me, working as hard as the Lord will allow me to.

Love God.

Serve others.

Keep on growing in grace.

Tuesday, October 8

8:32 PM So great to visit Philly and get caught up with a team of men and women I’ve worked with internationally for over 10 years now. Pretty amazing how that journey began, and it’s not over yet. We prayed together, huddling over meals while discussing the future work and just spending time together. We’re all committed to a common core in some special way, and we have become close friends. I can’t say “missions” without thinking of these folks and the measure of friendship and loyalty missions requires. I am committed to that friendship. There’s a trust there, a reciprocity of values and relationships. My thanks to my good friend Rob for organizing our meetings and to Jake and Mary Ann for their warm hospitality in putting me up overnight. If you can’t find God while hanging out with friends, you probably won’t find Him in your quiet times. All of the blogging I do (and the occasional pontificating) doesn’t matter one bit if I am not engaged in living out the Gospel Commandment in this world in conjunction with men and women like these. They are people in a real place facing real dangers, living out their faith just as I am living out mine. Yesterday and today I realized again that, oh, my God, You are so worthy of my praise. I was made for this life. I am but an exile and pilgrim in this fallen world, here to plant seeds and to prepare for that Day when all things will be renewed. All of us, wherever we live and whatever we do, are meant to be outposts of God’s love in a broken world. I think that’s because God is love.

The bride of Christ grows lovelier to me each and every day. I can’t tell you how much I value my brothers and sisters (at least 100 were present for our meetings) — men and women quietly doing the work of the kingdom in the oddest of places, not because we have to do this but because it’s who we are. The joy of the Lord is our strength as each of us picks up our own little shovel and gets to work, living out the kingdom in our real, right-now lives. It isn’t a chore. It’s our vocation. It’s the work God has given us to do.

Been a good week so far, been really good. Onward we go on this fantastic journey!

Monday, October 7

7:30 AM Up we go! Eager to fly to Philly later today for some meetings on global missions with some great friends. It’s a time to humble ourselves before God and seek the direction and power of the Holy Spirit. The earliest Christians did not consider missions and evangelism an occasional activity. No, their witness was as consistent as their daily worship. A New Testament church is an evangelizing church. It reaches out in witness and good works. It is known not only for its biblical teaching but for its compassionate outreach. Only the Lord Jesus Christ through His Holy Spirit can open the blind eyes of the church to see this. As God’s new community, we are called out of the world to belong to God and then sent right back into the world to witness and to serve. I used to make a distinction between the “Great Commandment” and the “Great Commission.” No longer! The Great Commission of Matt. 28:19 is not the Great Suggestion. We should also call it a “commandment,” for that’s exactly what it is. So I see no contradiction between what I call the Love Commandment and the Gospel Commandment. The missionary church isn’t concerned with itself but is a “church for others.” Its center lies not in a weekly gathering but in daily obedience. Perhaps nothing is so damaging to the cause of Christ as a church that is preoccupied with itself. Paul’s own example as an indefatigable missionary (Acts 20) has been an unfailing inspiration to me in this regard. He threw himself heart and soul into the work of the Gospel. He worked night and day on behalf of Christ. No suffering could stop him, not even the threat of death, for he did not consider his life to be of any value. Above all, he had no ulterior motives. Nobody could accuse him of being in it for the money. Paul’s life should not only humble but inspire us. All of us are called to thetask of global missions. We must be willing to suffer for what we believe in. God calls us both to a wider love (a love even of our enemies) and a nobler ambition (to prioritize God’s rule and God’s mission over our own). I will be the first to confess that I don’t always live with these priorities. Thankfully, today and tomorrow I will be meeting with men and women who have consistently modeled for me what it looks like to fight the good fight of faith. I also believe in the power of God’s word and God’s Spirit to renew not only the church but also my own heart.

Love God.

Serve others.

Always be on mission for Christ regardless of your location and vocation. 

P.S. Some Christians I know are facing tremendous opposition and persecution where they live. I know because I’ve seen it firsthand on my many visits to Asia, the Middle East, and Africa. I hope that they, and we, will remember the final words of our Lord: “Remember, I am with you day after day after day, until the very end of the age.” As Christ-followers, each of our days will have its trials and difficulties. But each day will also find the Lord Jesus Himself whispering in our ears, “My grace is all you need. I will never, never, NEVER leave you nor forsake you.”

Sunday, October 6

4:42 PM The Word of the Day is “Hekastology.” It’s a word I invented several years ago. It comes from the Greek word hekastos, meaning “each” or “every.” I was reminded of this neologism this morning as I listened to a wonderful message from 1 Pet. 4:10-11.

Here Peter writes, “Each of you should use whatever gift you have received to serve others, as faithful stewards of God’s grace in its various forms.” Yes, ladies and gentlemen, he’s talking about our hekastology! The purpose of our Christian meetings is to encourage one another. We are a family, and good families spend time building relationships. We should go to every church meeting thinking not just “What good can I get out of this meeting” but also “How can I contribute something to the whole?” Let’s get into the habit of praying each and every time before we attend a church meeting to ask God to show us some way to encourage others, and then let’s be on the lookout for opportunities to do just that. Otherwise we might as well just stay at home and watch the service on TV!

5:34 AM There are always lessons to learn whenever you run a race. Here’s a few that come to mind after yesterday’s half:

1) Realize that even “flat” courses have some amount of vertical to them. Yesterday we faced 1,274 feet of elevation gain.

To give you some perspective, the famous Heartbreak Hill at the Boston Marathon is 91 feet of vertical. You get the idea.

2) Take care of your toes. As in having a professional pedicure. By the end of the race, toe #2 on my left foot was hurting something bad.

Should have known better. I definitely need to have that taken care of before Chicago.

3) Learn to suffer better. Pain comes with the territory. By mile 10 of a half marathon you’re gonna be hurting. Accept your discomfort rather than dwelling on it.

4) Always do your best in life, no matter what you’re doing. When yesterday’s race was over I asked myself, “Did you do your best today, Dave?” Some days doing our best may mean running as hard and as fast as we can. On other days, it may mean slowing down and simply savoring the course and the experience. Races are a good place to find the best in yourself, in others, and in running.

5) Be respectful of others. The trail yesterday was a multi-purpose one, meaning there were plenty of people biking while we were running. If you’re ever biking where people are running, you are told to say “On your left” before passing. One guy was super polite and said “Rider on your left.” That one additional word made the request to pass all that more congenial. I’m going to start using it when I ride.

6) Savor your victories. I’ve never won a race. In fact, I don’t recall ever seeing the winner cross the finish line, I’m so far behind. But here’s the deal in running and in all of life. Even if you never win a race you can still be victorious. Yesterday I enjoyed a personal victory.  I finished. I set a new course PR. I enjoyed the company of hundreds of other runners who were all working together toward the same goal. The time on a clock is not a reflection of the kind of person I am. The victories over ourselves are the ones that matter the most.

Saturday, October 5

3:44 PM Today I wrapped up my preparations for Chicago with my final long run of the training block.

Today’s 13.1-mile race in Farmville required a steady pace, and it was nice to beat my finish time from last year’s event by 15 minutes.

With Chicago next weekend it feels great to have my final long run in the books. Time to focus on recovery and tapering before I leave for Chicago next Friday. So excited for this moment in time and for the God-given health that allows me to enjoy the great outdoors.

Friday, October 4

5:38 PM What do runners do? We work hard, train hard, rest, and then RACE! Instead of doing the Raleigh 13.1 Half Marathon as I had planned, I decided yesterday to switch over to the High Bridge Half Marathon in Farmville, where I do a lot of my training.

Not only is Farmville closer, I prefer crushed gravel to concrete as a running surface. As I continue to dabble in racing I’m trying to be wise as well as determined. Running takes place between the ears as much as it does with your legs.

I ran this race last year and was very pleased with the course and the organization. It’s just another small step on my way to fulfilling some dreams of mine. No matter how large or small your dreams may be, never stop chasing them down.

12:45 PM What kind of music do you enjoy listening to while working out? I love various genres but classical has to be my favorite. Here’s a new addition to my play list. It will take your breath away.

 

12:12 PM Excellent workout at the Y this morning in the lead-up to Chicago. Excited to take the rest of the day off before tomorrow’s half marathon. I can feel it, folks. Maybe a new PR at Chicago? We will see! Today I test drove the new 2020 Honda Odyssey after my workout. I’ll need to trade in my 2017 Odyssey soon. It’s already got 68,000 miles on it. Yes, I do drive a lot. Not happy with the 2020 model, though. The redesigned front panel leaves much to be desired in my opinion. Might have to go back to driving Fords.

Meanwhile, been praying that the drought would be over soon. We haven’t had a good rain in weeks and the fields are very dry. James tells us that Elijah prayed and “down came the rain.” A prayer on your part for rain in these here parts would not be unappreciated, my friends. 

5:55 AM In Galatians this AM. Here the key word is “flabbergasted.” That’s what Paul is. He writes, in essence, “You Galatians — I can’t believe how fickle you are! How quickly you’ve turned away from the One who called you by the grace of Christ and have embraced “another” Gospel — a variant message, an alien message, a non-message, a lie! You’re crazy! Have you lost your mind? For only crazy people would think they could complete by their own efforts what was begun by God. How do you suppose you can be acceptable to God by adding to Christ this hyphen or that hyphen: Jesus-circumcision, Jesus-law, Jesus-religion? When you attempt to add anything to His sole sufficiency you rob God of His glory. I tell you: If you accept circumcision, you will trade all the advantages of life in Christ for mere morality!” Paul has had it with “religion.” There’s nothing we can add to the work of Christ on the cross. But more often than not we decide we can “improve” the matter by supplementing faith with our paltry legalisms. We only end up diluting the purity of the Gospel and the simplicity of Christ. Galatians was written for every hyphenated Christian who ever lived: Jesus-and-angels or Jesus-and-circumcision or Jesus-and-politics or Jesus-and-Allah. The Gospel deletes all hyphens. God’s actions in Jesus are enough.

Few things make us more vulnerable to the enemy’s schemes than legalism.

Thursday, October 3

2:14 PM Crushed a 20 mile workout today.

Patience and fortitude are the key words in my training these days.

Today was a little step in the right direction of obtaining a state of readiness for Chicago. Patience is an art form ladies and gentlemen.

7:48 AM Ended my reading in Ephesians 4 this AM. Paul writes that shepherd-teachers are to prepare God’s people for works of service. Let’s get out of our heads that only some Christians are called to ministry. We follow One who said, “I did not come to be served but to serve.” We can follow Him without serving? Nope. The church flourishes only when people are free to exercise their gifts.

6:48 AM If I live to be 100, I will never forget this video.

The Word of the Day is “forgiveness.” Christians never have nothing to repent of. Luther’s first thesis in his 95 theses was, “When our Lord and Master Jesus Christ said, ‘Repent’ (Mt. 4:17), he willed the entire life of believers to be one of repentance.” We may minimize our wrongs, but God won’t. Sin is serious business with Him. Knowing that, this video brought me to my knees. How could it not? My friend, dwell on His forgiveness today. And if you have done wrong, ask Him to forgive you and cleanse you. Forgiveness is like a snowplow, again opening the road before us. Thanks be to God.

Wednesday, October 2

7:46 PM Next half marathon chosen! It will bethis Saturday in Raleigh. CANNOT WAIT! Should be the perfect long run before Chicago.

Upcoming training:

  • Tomorrow: 20 mile bike.

  • Friday: Weight training.

  • Saturday: 13.1 miles hard.

  • Sunday: Rest.

  • Monday-Tuesday: Philadelphia trip (missions-related).

  • Wednesday: 5 miles easy.

  • Thursday: Weight training.

  • Friday: Fly to Chicago.

  • Saturday: Race expo, shakeout run, rest.

  • Sunday: Chicago Marathon (26.2 miles hard).

  • Monday: Fly home.

We are moving onward and upward!

1:26 PM The Word of the Day is “moderation.” The Greeks had a saying: “Nothing in excess.” In ancient Greece, moderation was considered necessary to ensure normality by minimizing extremes. For runners, lack of moderation is a constant temptation. We tend to overdo things, even after a hard race. This is called OTS, or Over Training Syndrome. I am trying to be very intentional these days about not overdoing things. Thus my 7-mile run today was at a very slow pace. It almost felt like walking.

Prov. 16:32 says “Moderation is better than muscle.” Balance is the key to so much of life:

  • I should focus on physical health but not to the neglect of my soul.

  • I should be sociable but not excessively so.

  • I can be so heavenly minded I’m no earthly good.

  • I should be outward-focused but not totally incapable of introspection.

  • I should be able to meet people halfway.

  • Knowledge is important but so is obedience.

Being a runner will test your moderation that’s for sure. I’ve learned many lessons over the past 4 years of running. I do hope one of them is to do all things in moderation. “Nothing in excess” — except, perhaps, loving God and serving others!

Love God.

Serve others.

Strive for balance in all things.

8:38 AM This and that ….

1) Reading the book of Micah in my AM devotions.

Verse 1 may be a word for somebody today. We sometimes have our favorite books of the Bible and tend to overlook (or ignore) others. I’m a New Testament guy, that’s for sure. Still, I’ve always been a bit uncomfortable with language like, “Romans is Paul’s greatest writing.” The fact is, you can go anywhere in the 66 books of the Bible and pick absolutely any verse and say, “Thus says the Lord.” It’s God’s word, all of it. “This is the word of the Lord which came to Micah ….” Equal inspiration. Equal authority. Equal usefulness (“All Scripture is God-breathed and useful ….”).

2) I thought Fall had arrived. But the temp today will be about 180 degrees. Might have to run indoors on the dreadmill today. 90 percent of my runs are at slow pace and I’m shocked to see how that translates into racing. Chicago will be the next test of that philosophy.

3) I hate fast food but just had to try out the new Impossible Burger at Burger King. Tasted like rubber to me. Serves me right.

4) Back to running for a minute. If you’re just getting started, the fall and winter is a good time. There are plenty of low-key races around Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas. Have fun!

5) Took this pic exactly 3 years ago today. Can’t wait to get back to Colorado and bag another 14er.

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Monday, September 30

11:06 AM Hmm. Disconnect much?

Phaedrus is reported to have said, “Things are not always what they seem; the first appearance deceives many.” We all have perceptions of reality. Unfortunately, at times we are wrong. As you know, I love to think outside of the box. Through the years I’ve discovered a passion for the primary sources, whether they are in Greek, Latin, German, or whatever. I’m a huge fan of putting your head down and tuning out the cacophony of noises from others and digging into the text for yourself. Luck, nope, not in Bible study. I frankly do not have all the answers to the questions of life. At the end of the day, each of us has to evaluate the evidence and come up with our own convictions. Let’s all work harder at doing our own thinking and not falling into the trap of group think. Of course, the opposite is also true. Let’s not disagree with the majority unless we feel there is some pretty strong evidence for doing so. Let’s just say there has to be a balance between skepticism and reasonable affirmation. 

Onward, upward, and Godward!

7:15 AM “Efficiency.” Yes, that’s the Word of the Day. I think I’m pretty good at staying on top of things, but sometimes things can get left behind in the day to day of life if you know what I mean. Oil change. Post office. Bank. House cleaning. Grocery shopping. Animal care. Life can get busy when you have a fulltime job plus two houses and a farm to care for. I often wonder how I can do better. I want to become more efficient in the use of my time and energy so that I can maintain that oh-so delicate balance between being and doing.

When I get to the office today first up will be to print off and copy my quizzes, exams, and handouts for the week. Then I plan to get some writing done and maybe even work on a book review I’ve been intending to finish. Maybe I’ll get in a final September workout today, but right now that’s iffy. As you can see, I met and surpassed my monthly goal of 100 miles so I think I can skip a day or two of training.

Only 2 weeks of training left before the marathon in the Windy City. Yes, I’m a bit nervous, but I think I’m still on track to arrive in Chicago both fresh and fit. You just keep breathing and moving forward one day at a time in this world. 

Love God.

Serve others.

Be as efficient as you can.

Sunday, September 29

6:44 PM Next week will be our fall break and I’ve got two trips planned, one to Philadelphia to meet up with some good friends and another to Chicago for my marathon. In making my plane reservations I always ask for the window seat. I never tire of seeing the earth from 29,000 feet, though I also notice how many of my fellow travelers keep their window shades closed even during takeoff and landing. The day I lose my childlike curiosity about planet Earth and stop staring out the window with awe and wonder is the day I know that my childlike innocence is gone forever. Life to me has been an inspiring, challenging, rewarding, heartbreaking adventure. Even today, I will crawl into bed tonight full of gratitude for such an amazing day. Any runner knows that just being able to ambulate the day after a race is as much cause for celebration as is running the race itself. I’m so glad that our bodies can adapt. So can our psyches. God knew what He was doing when He designed us. So let’s not miss all the good things He has in store for us in this all-too brief life. Challenge yourself to live big. Grab that window seat. And leave the shade open.

4:58 PM What a journey running has been. Can you believe Chicago is in only 2 weeks? Many lessons have been learned over the past 4 years. Not easy but very rewarding. I do hope I’ve learned the lesson of taking time off from running after a race. Today after church I got in an easy 2 and a half mile walk in Appomattox.

I started out on the Sweeney Trail and ended up backtracking into the village itself. Below are a more few pix for your reading enjoyment. Can you identify the surrender house?

8:12 AM The Word of the Day is “recovery.” What are the best strategies for recovering after a hard race?  For me, sleep is the best recovery tool, and I was indeed blessed by a good night’s sleep last night. Then there’s nutrition. Eat healthy and frequently. Again, everyone is different, but for me chocolate milk does the trick. Nothing helps me recover better than CM. Stretching and rolling come next. Finally, I like to take lots of walks, nothing too strenuous, just something to keep me active.

So here are only a few items in my recovery recipe. What are yours? Once again, it’s all about walking that thin line between competition and rest.

7:40 AM Congratulations to Ethiopian runner Kenenisa Bekele who missed the world record by only 2 seconds at today’s Berlin Marathon. What a magnificent performance. The satisfaction of knowing that you pushed yourself way farther than you ever thought possible is as valuable as any cheer from the spectators. These are the moments when Heaven touches the earth.

6:58 AM It is time for you to “fall” into a new hobby or habit? Like learning to read New Testament Greek? Fall is a great time to begin. The kids are back in school and your routine has finally returned to semi-“normal.” The days are getting cooler and shorter. And what better season than the fall to reassess your goals? Change is, after all, literally in the air.  If your goal is to learn to read Greek, here are some suggestions for getting started:

1. Pick your beginning grammar. There are a ton of them out there. If you’re savings-conscious, try to get one with the exercises built-in so that you don’t have to buy an additional workbook.

2. Select your teacher. Just Google it on YouTube. They’re available!

3. Set realistic goals. You can’t learn the subject in a few weeks or even months. I’d suggest one lesson per week.

4. Know your obstacles. If you tend to jump off the bandwagon as quickly as you jump on it, ask someone to hold you accountable. Better yet, study with them.

For resources on all of these steps, check out myGreek Portal. There you’ll find the latest Greek textbooks, YouTube channels, and all the bells and whistles you could wish for to get you started.

Get the most out of the fall season and accomplish that goal you’ve been postponing. You can do it!

Onward and upward!

Saturday, September 28

1:06 PM The Virginia 10 Miler went down today with an amazing showing of thousands of runners in the beautiful city of Lynchburg, VA.

This race is not for the weak of heart.

The last mile is the hardest as it’s all uphill. It takes true grit to get up and over this course. I find it helps to keep smiling.

The Kenyans, of course, breezed by me going the other way before I had even gone 3 miles. Man were they smoking.

After I had crossed the finish line I looked at my watch to see what my time was. I had secretly been hoping for a new personal course record. I wasn’t disappointed.

A new PR. Yes!

Thanks to the Lord’s kindness, this will be a race I will remember for a very long time to come. I felt that it merited lunch at the Mexican restaurant.

Now it’s off to take a long nap and then take the dog for walk. Thanks for coming with me on this journey. As I always say, onward and upward! 

4:30 AM Yes, I’m off to another Virginia 10-Miler in Lynchburg, my third time running this race. I have my eye set on reaching a few personal goals, but you never know what you’ll encounter out there on the course. One thing is for sure: it’s going to be hot and humid. Let me know if you’re running today and we’ll meet up at the starting line. The fall running season is in full swing. Let’s see what the Lord has in store for us!

Friday, September 27

4:16 PM Today I’m honing in on the various beginning Greek grammars I have in my personal library to see what others are saying about the aorist tense.

Time to keep fighting for a better understanding of the Greek verb system. As long as you’re teaching, you never outgrow your need to keep abreast of current scholarship. My goal in teaching is to always arrive at the classroom as fresh as possible. In the background is the beautiful bouquet of flowers I was given at Liberty U. a week ago. How kind of them.

8:05 AM Have you noticed? With the football season upon us, the spirit of competition is at its peak. I truly believe that the spirit of competition is hardwired into the human psyche. That’s why we are so attracted to sports of all kinds. That’s also why we love to cheer for the underdog. In fact, the Word of the Day is “infracaninophile” — a word I use in my bio to describe who I am. It means “lover of the underdog.” Growing up in Hawai’i, it seems I was almost always the underdog. A couple of months ago I visited my old schools in Kailua. From marbles to basketball to volleyball, the playground images are painfully clear. I was rarely chosen to be on the “A” team if you know what I mean. What I learned was that the athletic challenges I faced as a young person are being refought every of my life as an adult. There is something inside me that seeks to prove to myself and others that I can “play the game.” This spirit of competition is so healthy for the human race. It causes us to strive to be and do our best with whatever talents and gifts the Lord has graciously given us. You never reach the edges of your dreams.

This morning I read through the book of 1 Corinthians. In chapter 15, Paul is very honest with us. He knew that Jesus had revealed Himself to all the other apostles before He had revealed Himself to Paul. “It was fitting that I bring up the rear,” he writes, adding:

I don’t deserve to be included in that inner circle, as you well know, having spent all those early years trying my best to stamp God’s church right out of existence.

Still, Paul was grateful to be able to serve the Lord. Earlier in the letter he insists that no part of the body is unimportant.

Can you imagine Eye telling Hand, “Get lost; I don’t need you”? Or, Head telling Foot, “You’re fired; your job has been phased out”?

Of course not. We all need each other — the slow need the fast, the up front need the hidden, the higher need the lower.

What we have is one body with many parts, each in its proper size and in its proper place.

What we have to do, my friends, is make sure we are doing the very best we can as an ear, or an eye, or as whatever part of the body God has made us. As Paul says, “But because God was so gracious, so very gracious, here I am. And I’m not about to let his grace go to waste.” When the gun goes off in tomorrow’s race, as the gazelles speed away from us back-of-the-packers in search of a new PR, we penguins will waddle along proving to ourselves that our past will not determine our future. I realize that every time I challenge myself to do more, to climb to ever greater heights, I am a winner.

Underdog or first-place winner, we all can still be victorious.

Thursday, September 26

8:08 PM My oh my, blog family, been spending the evening at the lake — enjoying a hot fudge sundae, watching the sun go down, and thinking about aging.

Yes, I said aging. My brief foray into running has taught me many valuable lessons. One of these lessons is that the body at 67 is not the same body it was at 47, even though my mind may think so. Your body is not young forever. Which means that physical activity, while it may delay the aging process, can’t reverse it. With age, everything is harder both physically and mentally. This means that both the intensity and volume of training needs to be reduced the older we get. A good starting point, I’ve discovered, is introducing non-weight-bearing activities into my exercise regiment. As a result, I’m now involved in 5 sports — running, cycling, surfing, swimming, and weight training. I have accepted the fact that continued heavy training is detrimental to my overall health. It’s as though my muscles have developed a reduced capacity not only to absorb shock during running but also to recover after training.

All that to say that while I may be slowing down a bit as a age, I don’t plan to give up any time soon. I just want to be sure that my exercise regime include repair cycles that will last a lifetime rather for limited period of time.

What’s on store for tomorrow? Lord willing, I’ll spend the morning in the weight room and then spend the remainder of the day resting up for Saturday’s race. Before you know it, it’ll be time to rock n roll!

11:38 AM Feeling good about today’s effort at the Tobacco Heritage Trail in South Boston. I’m ever grateful for trails like this one so close to my farm.

Today’s run was an easy 5 miles on a very soft surface (crushed gravel) instead of on either concrete or — the surface I will run on this Saturday in Lynchburg — asphalt. I might call today’s training a shakeout run to make sure my legs are fresh and happy before the Virginia 10-Miler.

It was definitely a confidence booster for the marathon in 3 weeks. Even though I will never have a runner’s body, I can still strive to have a runner’s soul. Time now for a nap and then I hope to get some solid writing done.

8:24 AM Chicago will be my 16th marathon. Where shall I run after that? That is the question of the day. There are so many marathons out there that it’s not easy to decide. Is theAtlanta Marathon the ticket? It might very well be. The date is perfect (March 1). Plus I have kids who live within a 2-hour drive of greater Atlanta. The downside are the hills. As in HILLS. So I may end up in Cincy after all. But at least Atlanta is now in the running.

Off to get in a run.

8:05 AM New Power Point now up at our Greek Portal:Biblical Eldership.

Here I inquire as to whether the concept of “first among equals” (primus inter pares) is biblical, drawing heavily from Strauch’s classic work.

7:15 AM Today’s key word is “responsibility.” One way that running has influenced my life is that it has taught me that I have a body to look after. Even the mere attempt to get into shape shows that you care for your temple. Running has taught me what I can do with the body God gave me — and, just as importantly, what I can’t do with it. I do not have a runner’s body. I’m just not built to run fast. I’m way too tall and my body type is wrong for this sport. But these very limitations have heightened the rewards of running. As with studying Greek, the more effort that goes into something, and the more difficulties there are to overcome, the more rewarding the results. Running competitively has taught me the humility to realize my limitations. I’ve come to realize that I can still devote the same effort to attaining my goals as elite runners do to attaining theirs. Perhaps most importantly, I can derive as much pleasure from running as they do.

Anyone of us can be more active. Anyone of us can find a way to treat our bodies more responsibly. The first step (pun intended) is to get out there and run or walk. Nothing stops us except our own indolence. Even if you’ve never run before, even if you’re overweight, even if you’re clumsy and unathletic like I am, even if you have never been involved in sports, you can become a runner. You don’t have to run marathons to be a runner. You don’t have to have a perfect body to be a runner. You only have to want to run.

The secret to getting started is that there is no secret. All you have to do is lace up and go. Somewhere between the soles of your shoes and the road beneath your feet lies the answer.

Wednesday, September 25

8:28 PM Wow. That supper hit the spot. The book I was talking about earlier isSuffering as Participation with Christ in the Pauline Corpus. Wesley Davey is the author.

Wesley teaches religious studies at Forman Christian College in Pakistan. The book originated in his doctoral studies at Southeastern under my supervision. I think it makes a noteworthy contribution to our understanding of how the early church viewed suffering. I could not be more proud of the author.

7:38 PM Today I got home just in time to see the sun setting in my backyard — a sight I never had until I cut some timber a few months ago.

I’m doing well in my taper before Saturday’s 10-miler in Lynchburg. Hence yesterday’s 5-mile workout at Joyner Park in Wake Forest at an 11:56 pace.

A solid effort 4 days out from the race but I don’t believe it was too hard. As a runner you’re always walking that fine line between doing too much or too little. Can be a bit unnerving at times.

Tomorrow it’s either a run or a bike — haven’t decided yet. Then for Friday I’ve planned an easy workout at the Y before the big day.  

Gotta keep this short so I can get some grub but I can’t sign off until I give a big “Thank you” to my colleague John Hammett for his exceptional lecture today in our NT class on the subject of the significance of Romans in church history.

He knocked it out of the park as always. So grateful for all my friends and colleagues here at school. Stay tuned for more coverage of my Chicago training. I also ran across a recently published book I want to call your attention to.

In the meantime, onward and upward!

Monday, September 23

6:10 AM Only 21 days until Chicago. One thing is for certain. Chicago draws some of the best runners from around the world. It will be an honor to race with them even if I’m at the back of the pack. The legs are not the freshest after 3 weeks of hard training, but I’m looking forward to another week of preparation. I have to continue to lay the aerobic foundation for a solid race effort. Slow and steady are my watchwords this week.

Today’s key word is “modesty.” The teachers I had in college and seminary were, thankfully, never superior or rude. Rather, they were modest, thoughtful, and anxious for me to acquire new knowledge. Above all, they hated flattery. These are attributes I’ve found in virtually all of the top teachers I’ve known throughout my life. Indeed, I suspect that these characteristics are essential in the field, in which success is so dreadfully visible and in which the duration of that success is so ephemeral. The New Testament scholars of my generation that we so highly respected are all now long gone and (to a sad degree) forgotten. But who can ever forget the modesty and self-effacement of an F. F. Bruce or a Howard Marshall? I for one never will. Incidentally, I have never met a successful runner who made me feel inferior. I think even elite runners know that their days of fame and stardom are numbered and it’s this very temporary nature of success that keeps them from becoming arrogant. No passage in Scripture explains this we well as the verses below. If you are up to the challenge, read them over and over again. As you read remember that our weaknesses are not liabilities with God. There is no handicap that hinders our Lord.

Remember, my dear brothers and sisters, that few of you were wise in the world’s eyes or powerful or wealthy when God called you. In fact, God has chosen the things the world considers foolish in order to shame those who think they are wise. And He has chosen things that are powerless to shame the powerful. God has even chosen things that are despised by the world, things that count for nothing at all, and used them to bring to nothing what the world considers important. As a result, no one can ever boast in the presence of God.

Love God.

Serve others.

And remember to walk humbly.

Sunday, September 22

6:06 PM The message this morning was from one of my favorite passages in Acts.

Paul’s teaching in Acts 20:17-35 is a reminder that the leadership of a local church should be both pastoral and plural. “Pastor,” of course, is a metaphor. Elders are to do the work of a shepherd and tend to a flock, as it were, especially by feeding and protecting it. I’m so grateful for all the elders I know. They are good shepherds keeping watch over their flock day and night. Paul’s example is an unfailing inspiration to them. Implicit in this chapter, however, is the truth that God is the supreme overseer of His own people. The church is His, not ours. And over this church is no man but the Holy Spirit who appoints the overseers. Elders have no proprietary rights over the church. This truth should both humble and inspire those who are in church leadership.

Time to prep my meals for the week. Congratulations to everyone for your heroic efforts out there in class, whether you’re studying Greek with me or New Testament. Onward and ever upward!

8:04 AM Training this week:

Today after church: Gym

Monday: Run

Tuesday: Gym

Wednesday: Bike

Thursday: Gym and run

Friday: Rest day

Saturday: Virginia 10-Miler in Lynchburg!

7:40 AM The Word of the Day is “failure.” Like many, I discovered trail running by accident. I was looking for a winter race and Liberty University was hosting a trail race called the Arctic 5K in February. Perfect, I thought. That run was absolutely decisive. Trail running brings you into direct contact with nature and her always awesome and sometimes dangerous beauty. When you’re out on a trail run, you know it’s good to be alive because you are so close to nature’s embrace. There’s something surreal that happens when your arms and legs are pumping, your lungs are heaving, and the earth is moving swiftly beneath your feet. I even love the privacy and solitude of being on the trails. Even in a crowded race like the one I ran in yesterday, you reach a point where fatigue and concentration drive you back into yourself, into that part of you that only times of duress and discomfort bring a clear focus on the person you really are. I suggest that to achieve real success in any area of life there must always be a level of pain and discomfort as well as a sense of insecurity. Knowing that you can fail keeps you from becoming arrogant, while our inevitable failures become the catalyst for real personal growth. I failed at Greek when I first took it. Thankfully, God got me back on my feet and we plowed on. Even today, when I suppose I’ve reached some level of expertise in the field, teaching Greek has given me a heightened sense of self-criticism and self-expectation. I realize it’s never possible to do your absolute best in any endeavor. Likewise, running in competitions like yesterday’s Nasty Nine teaches you to identify your limitations and to accept them with pride, without envying those who might have athletic abilities that far surpass yours. After every race there will always be another challenge to be tackled. I still have a lifetime of goals and ambitions to achieve, and so do you, my friend.

Blog family, God understands when we are hesitating to move forward because of past failures or old wounds. He picks up the pieces of our lives and gets us back up on our feet. “You go before me and follow me. You place Your hand of blessing on my head” (Psalm 139:5). Why? Because He loves us and wants us to experience the plans He has for us from the beginning of time (Rom. 9:23).

What is next for me? Only God knows. But I do know this: I can never be satisfied with the level of spirituality and commitment I’ve attained. God has a magnificent plan for my life. And He’s willing to both guide, correct, and protect me toward that end.

P.S. A few more pix:

1) Meet and greet at LU on Friday.

2) What drives me as a Greek teacher: The New Testament is God-breathed.

3) I snapped this not 5 minutes ago.

“God made a home in the sky for the sun. It comes out in the morning like an athlete eager to run a race” (Psalm 19).

Saturday, September 21

6:44 PM Today’s key word is “audible.” Every now and again we have to call an audible in life. That was the case today as I ran the Nasty Nine Trail Run at Brushy Hills.

The day started off like any other day of uphill goodness.

After about a mile of running I got into a relaxed groove behind a guy named Dave, who was going along at a pretty good clip.

I was looking forward to a competitive foot race when we came across a young lady who had just fallen. She had either sprained or broken her right ankle and was in incredible pain. Dave and I tried to carry her down the mountain but it was just too much for us. Eventually the paramedics were able to produce a stretcher and off she went to the hospital. (Charissa, I hope and pray you are doing much better!) Dave and I continued our pursuit of the finish line and crossed together. When we began our race today, neither of us had expected to encounter an injured runner. But that’s the nature of a trail run — roots, rocks, branches, streams, and any number of hazardous obstacles. Little wonder they called this race “nasty.” But we did what anybody would have done in that situation. We called an “audible” and took care of the business at hand. Internet family, life is full of audibles. You may agonize (as I often do) over our uncertainties and insecurities. But God is always there to support those who trust in His certainty and security. He promises His children “a future and a hope” (Jer. 29:11). The hardest part is usually just letting go and trusting God for such things as losing your job, coping with the death of a loved one, and dealing with the pressures of a stressed-out world.

After the race, everyone was hungry, but the race directors were prepared to assuage our ferocious appetites with sandwiches, chocolate milk, bananas, lemonade, and cookies.

A group I just had to congratulate was the contingent from VMI in nearby Lexington. Like me, this was their first Nasty Nine, and they crushed it.

Meanwhile, I can’t believe my day yesterday. So great to see my former student Ben Laird and to be a guest in his Greek classes again.

We met on the ninth floor of the Divinity School’s new tower building with crazy good views of the Peaks of Otter.

Last night’s meeting was in the lecture hall in the Science Building. I hope the students weren’t too bored!

I can’t thank Jill Ross (Biblical Studies) and Jaeshill Kim (Linguistics) enough for doing such a great job of organizing my talk. It was a long day but a good one. I could not be more impressed with the students at LU.

Not much else to say on this fine fall day.

Love God.

Serve others.

And call an audible when you need to.

Friday, September 20

8:10 AM As promised, here’s today’s schedule at Liberty:

12:00-12:50: Ben Laird’s Greek 1 class (Tower ninth floor)

2:10-3:00: Ben Laird’s Greek 3 class (Tower ninth floor)

3:15-4:05: Jill Ross’s Greek 1 class (Tower ninth floor)

6:30-8:00: Lecture (Science Hall)

The latter is sponsored by the university’s linguistics club and is, I believe, open to the public. My topic is “Why Bible Students Ought to Be the Best Linguists Out There.” After the lecture I’ll head to Lexington, VA, which is about an hour drive from Lynchburg. I hope to do a mountain trail race there tomorrow. Here’s the elevation map. Oh my goodness.

Which leads me to our Word of the Day: “Leisure.” In our busy world, finding ways to relax can be challenging. Personally, I love both work and leisure and choose to maximize the two. Both sleep and leisure are recovery techniques that we Type A personalities have a hard time balancing with our busy work schedules. Leisure isn’t idleness. It’s not laziness. Laziness doesn’t benefit anybody. Leisure is being present in the moment and leaving ourselves open to God’s goodness all around us. Leisure, like work, can and should bring glory to God. Leisure is simply the right balance between work and play, between give and take, freeing us to be fully alive. The Psalmist wrote, “Open wide your mouth and I will fill it.” Tomorrow, when I’m up in the mountains, I hope to relax and “take it all in.”

This is a new topic on this blog but I hope you’ve enjoyed it. Looking forward to what God has in store for me this weekend. Hope you have a great one too.

Love God.

Serve others.

Start each day with a grateful heart.

Thursday, September 19

12:52 PM Feels good to have a 5K tempo run under my belt as I prepare for Chicago.

Running by feel, I averaged 8 miles per hour on the faster sections of the track. A solid effort on an absolutely beautiful day.

Earlier I managed to get in an upper body workout at the Y.

I don’t necessarily want to have large arms. But runners need good upper body strength especially toward the end of a race, when your legs are shot and you’re relying on arm swing to get you to the finish line. Still earlier, I spent an hour or so at our local Amish bakery sipping coffee and putting the final touches on my lectures tomorrow at Liberty University.

I’ll be speaking a total of 4 times so there’s a lot of preparation work involved. I’ll post my speaking schedule tomorrow before I leave. Stay tuned for more updates both about my training and my lecturing at LU.

Alright, signing off, time for a long nap.

6:55 AM Today’s key word is “worship.” A sub-theme might be “Bible translations.” This morning I was reading 1 Cor. 14 in The Message and ran across these words:

When you gather for worship, each one of you be prepared with something that will be useful for all….

I think The Message often gets it right. Here, however, it gets it wrong, in my humble opinion. Paul never refers to the purpose of a church gathering as worship, though we often do. Although what we do when we gather can indeed be described as worship because we should be worshiping at all times, the New Testament teaches that Christians are to meet primarily for the purpose of mutual encouragement. That’s exactly what Paul says here: “When you come together … do all things for edification” (1 Cor. 14:26). It’s not so much a worship service as an edification service. Another key passage is Heb. 10:24-25.

Let us consider how we may spur one another on towards love and good works. Let us not give up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but let us encourage one another, and all the more as you see the Day approaching.

The “Day” the author is talking about here is the return of Christ, when we will see Jesus face to face and all earthly sorrow will come to an end. Until then, says the author, life is full of trials. That’s why we need to “spur one another on” and “encourage one another.” As with running a marathon, there’s a grave danger that I will give up in the Christian life before I reach the finish line. That’s why we need each other. You need me and I need you. And our meetings should serve that end.

Edification is so central to the New Testament understanding of why we meet as Christians that it provides the test as to whether or not we should do something during the meeting. This is the argument Paul is making in 1 Cor. 14: “Does it edify? Does it build people up as believers?” If, for example, you have a tongue and there is no interpreter present, no one else receives any benefit. Hence Paul insists that uninterpreted tongues should have no place in church gatherings.

Churches today desperately need more pastors who will obey Paul’s injunction to “do all things for edification.” Pastor-teachers play a crucial role in God’s work of building up churches, but not at the expense of the contributions of others. All God’s people have the responsibility of ministry. This is how the Bible expects churches to be built up. And none of us can say we have nothing to contribute.

So, the question of the day is: How will I worship God today? We should pray that God would use us to bless others. We should think of ourselves not as laypeople but as priests who worship and serve God 24/7. And, when you go to church, remember that you are going not just to meet with God. You are also going to meet with (and serve) other Christians. We are a family, after all. And the more we spur one another on to love and good works, the better we will worship God.

Hope that makes sense!

P.S. Couldn’t resist:

Maybe it will “spur you on” to get outside and take a short walk today!

Wednesday, September 18

6:24 PM The spirit of competition is so healthy for us humans. I really, really love races  because of the comradery and the opportunity to go head to head with some great runners. But I also love to run solo. So far this week I managed 3 runs. I did Monday’s 10-mile run on the hard concrete of the Neuse River Greenway.

Although I ended up with a minor blister on my left foot, I felt great afterwards.

Yesterday and today I ran 4 miles each day at Joyner Park in Wake Forest, where the surface is a lot more runner-friendly (asphalt). This was my view this morning during my run.

I am beyond excited for the continued challenge of marathon running in the United States and (if the Lord allows) beyond. I think I’m just getting started in this sport, and I know the competition from my fellow racers will push me to new heights. At the end of the day it all comes down to the joy of running. I think the same applies to anything in life. Students who enjoy Greek tend to master it quickly and permanently. When I fell in love with Greek back in the 1970s, it was like finding myself for the first time. Likewise with running. When you’re running, loneliness does not creep in. That’s because you’re having fun and doing what God created your body to do — move.

By the way, “move” is the Word of the Day. My friend, you are capable of so much more than you think. Challenge yourself to live big. Turn off the TV. Get outdoors. Think about what you want to accomplish. Now go and DO IT!

Monday, September 16

5:45 AM Only 12 days to go until the Virginia 10-Miler in Lynchburg. This is one tough race, especially the final hill. It’s remarkable to see runners who are clearly struggling (like me) but continue to push forward. What a parable of the Christian life. In a perfect world, we would live obediently, practice spiritual disciplines, claim our identity in Christ, and be problem-free. (There would also be a Butterfinger under my pillow every morning.) The truth is that life has a way of throwing us into such confusion and pain that we lose all sense of hope. Don’t be ashamed of where you are in this process. Learn whatever lessons the Master Teacher is putting before you. One of the things I love about marathons is the adventure of never knowing how things are going to turn out. Good results aren’t guaranteed. Your race can go badly or well, but know what? You’ll never know until you muster the gumption to try. Any marathoner knows that making it to the end of the race in one piece is as much a cause for celebration as is going the distance. What I am saying is that the human body is amazing. It can do some really astonishing things. God knew what He was doing when He created us. He also knew how awesome the sense of accomplishment from running is.

Recently I heard of somebody who just lost their spouse after many years of marriage. I saw to it that they got a copy of my book Running My Race: Reflections on Life, Loss, Aging, and 40 Years of Teaching. When we struggle, we need someone to trust. Without someone we can trust in, we will inevitably either pretend things are better or else try and relieve the pain through craziness. I wrote my book in response to the cry of my own heart to know God better in the midst of my loss. As with marathon racing, recovering from loss is hard, a road less traveled, but the journey is definitely worth it.

As I continue to share with you my journey on this blog, I hope that a passion to know God in the midst of your problems will be stirred within you. The world is too uncertain a place to put our trust in man. But it’s a perfect place to find God.

5:22 AM To my beginning Greek students: If you get tired of (or bored with!) my teaching, remember you can gohere for videos of other teachers using our grammar.

5:15 AM Today’s key word is “nudge.” David Halpern once wrote a book called Inside the Nudge Unit: How Small Changes Can Make a Big Difference. I like that title. If you’re like me, the Holy Spirit doesn’t always impel you forward in your Christian walk in one giant leap. Sometimes He’ll pester and nudge you just to take another step. A nudge is a push but a gentle one. The transformation occurs from the inside out. A nudge is a seed of faith planted in the heart. Sure, there are risks. But faith is willing to go where it’s being led — er, nudged — because faith follows the One who leads: Jesus Christ.

How do you measure spiritual growth? It think it’s largely by asking ourselves if we are practicing what we’re learning. The favorite times in my life have been those when I got involved in helping and serving others. But I’m ashamed to say that there were periods when my growth slowed to a halt. My soul atrophied. My spiritual muscles got flabby. The Spirit may have been nudging me, but I wasn’t paying much attention. The Bible contains testaments of people who at times trusted and obeyed God completely and at others times completely disregarded Him. But being a “doer of the word” is not just an idle suggestion. “Don’t just listen to God’s word,” writes James (1:22). “Do what it says.” Balanced spiritual growth only happens when we’re giving into those little Holy-Spirit nudges.

So how is He nudging you today? Remember: The Holy Spirit is the Spirit of truth. Hence the Bible is God’s primary way of making Himself known to us. It guides us out of darkness and it helps us to maneuver through those awfully tight places we often encounter in life. God cares about these matters and more. And His word tells exactly what He’s like and what He expects from us. Our duty, then, is to avoid becoming dull and insensitive to what the Spirit is saying to us. One of the highest and noblest functions of our minds is to listen to God’s word and thus to read His mind and think His thoughts after Him.

How I thank God this morning for His word and for His Spirit, who is constantly nudging me from where I am to where I ought to be. And what a joy it is to teach that word this week on campus.

Sunday, September 15

6:30 PM The time at Clearview was well spent I do believe. It concluded today with a fun panel discussion.

Here’s wishing Peter and John well as they wing their way back to Phoenix tonight. Lots was discussed today. I’m afraid I may have raised a few eyebrows when I said I don’t separate my devotional reading of the Bible from my academic reading of same. I just don’t see a sacred/secular divide at all. That includes what we normally refer to as “worship.” As I said, we don’t come to church to worship. We come to church as worshippers. Which reminded me of this little book. (It’s small but it sure packs a punch).

This is from p. 34:

Offering my body to God is not just something I do as I sing on a Sunday and then can forget about for the rest of the week. It must be worked out in practice, day by day, hour by hour.

And then there’s this:

A friend of mine has put it like this: ‘To say, “I’m going to church to worship”, is about as silly as saying, “I’m off to bed to breathe for a while”.’

My oh my oh that’s good! Worship is all of life. It’s the dishes I washed today, the beds I made, the grass I mowed, and, yes, the songs I sang during the services at Clearview. I want to worship God not just on Sundays but with the whole of my life.

Time to get my meals prepped for the week. Onward and, yes, upward!

6:45 AM The WOD is ressourcement. This is a French word describing the act of returning to the sources in order to glean from the past so that we might better live in the present. I’d argue, folks, that this is why we study ancient Greek and Hebrew. The engagement with the past is not merely a recollection of the past but an uncovering of meaning for the present. This explains the watch-cry of the Reformation: Ad fontes! Back to the sources! And what are those sources? The words of God written in Scripture. That’s where we must always turn for normative wisdom.

Today during the panel discussion at Clearview, I hope to make this clear. “Dogmatics is science.” So said Karl Barth in the opening of his Church Dogmatics. Theology and science are collaborative disciplines. Hence my lecture on New Testament Greek linguistics this coming Friday at Liberty University will be held in their new science building.

Though not identical in content and method, both linguistics and biblical exegesis are “sciences” in that they are both engaged in appeals to human rationality. What we’re after is a better understanding of how the languages of the Bible work based on a scientific study of language itself. Exegesis is thus engaged with linguistics. It has to be. This is why I love teaching Greek from a linguistic perspective. Greek is both heuristic and utilitarian.

In Basel, where I studied from 1980-1983, theology was known as the “queen of the sciences.” This expression is a holdover from the Middle Ages, a time when the Bible was seen as the ultimate source of truth. Hence theology became the standard by which other scientific disciplines had to abide. That standard no longer exists today, at least not in most European universities. The gold standard is no longer the Bible. Yet theology remains “queen” and the Bible remains the gold standard. Indeed, the Bible warns us against “the opposing ideas of what is falsely called knowledge” (1 Tim. 6:20).

So let’s get “back to the Bible.” In the original languages if at all possible. Let all our research be “scientific” — orderly and disciplined. Today it’s no longer a question of faith versus reason. The choice is between a reasonable faith and a faithless reason.

Saturday, September 14

7:52 PM The first annual apologetics conference at Clearview is now in the books. What a great day of thinking about the Old and New Testaments. Both Peter and John absolutely shattered their topics. I was also very impressed with the audience. Many great questions were asked during the Q & A. Overall I’d say there were about 90 in attendance. Kazaam! A few pix:

1) Pastor Abidan Shah kicks off the conference.

2) So great to see John Meade again. Last year he spent a semester with us on campus as a visiting professor and we were in the same quad. Boy was that fun. John knocked it out of the ballpark with his lectures.

3) Peter Gurry is an amazing speaker. I love how he simplified his topics without becoming simplistic.

4) Books, books, and more books.

5) A big thanks to the marvelous staff at Clearview for making this happen.

On the docket for tomorrow: Panel discussion in both morning services. The hay is almost in the barn!

7:05 AM Here we go, heading out the door for the Text and Canon Conference at Clearview. Excited to see old friends and make new ones. What a big topic to dive into. I remember growing up in Hawaii and how we had conferences like these several times a year. Would not trade those times for anything. I think it was in those conferences that I fell in love with Bible study. The experts spoke, but they did so in such a way as to connect with ordinary Christians. The key question I have is: What will people do with all of this new information they get today? It’s so easy to acquire information without allowing truth to change our lives. For example, when running a marathon you have to carefully monitor your hydration. Too little water can cause huge problems. Too much water can cause huge problems. Hydration has to be exact and balanced. Likewise with Bible study. Only a mind schooled at the Master’s feet and illuminated by the Spirit can guide us aright. Sometimes, like Martha, we should be communing instead of working. We can be so busy doing that we have no time for being something. If we’re not careful, we can easily become “Marthafied.” The Bible does us no good unless it is mixed with faith (Heb. 4:2).

So let the conference begin! And let us receive the word for what it is, letting God be true and every man a liar. Hearing the word imposes a solemn responsibility of heeding it. Enjoy the privilege, accept the responsibility, and avoid the penalty of knowledge without obedience! 

6:04 AM Today’s key word is “Hamlet.” Yes, indeed, the 2020 Flying Pig Marathon in Cincy next May, that is the question. To run or not to run. I’m allowed one (or at the most two) marathons per year, and I always like to try out new races. But the Pig was my very first marathon 3 years ago and it has a special place in my heart. I need to decide soon.

Sometimes I’m a terrible decision-maker. (This includes restaurants.) Many of life’s decisions are simple yes-no questions. Should I major in Bible? Should I marry Becky? Should I apply to Basel? Should I leave Biola for Southeastern? Should I have dessert? Yes or no?

When faced with a “Hamlet” moment, you’ve got to decide which way to go. Stay or go? Yes or no? Right or left? Race or don’t race? God promises to help us make good decisions. But it’s conditional — if we love Him and are called according to His purpose. My friend, have you made the decision to love Him? Have you given your heart to Christ as your Lord and Savior? The decision is yours to make. And the consequences are yours alone to live with. But once you’ve made the decision to follow Him, He’ll be by your side every step of the way.

And so, what decisions are you facing these days? What great crossroad looms in your path? Whatever it is — and no matter what it is — your answer is but a prayer away. Of course, sometimes it feels like you’re playing verbal ping-pong with God. But eventually you settle on a simple yes or no. The main thing is that we listen to the Lord. His is the most important voice of all. Leon Morris once wrote, “God has no need of marionettes. He pays men the compliment of allowing them to live without him if they choose. But if they live without him in this life, they must also live without him in the next.”

Wise words indeed.

Friday, September 13

5:34 PM Today WAS a busy day! The weather couldn’t have been better for another cycling workout deposited into my account for the Chicago Marathon. One day closer, a little more sharpening. I worked mostly on flow and leg turnover, keeping my average heart rate at 114 BPM. The temp never got over 75 and there was a light rain falling during the entire ride. I managed to complete the mileage I set out to accomplish.

Somehow I even managed to knock two minutes off of my time since my last 26.2-mile bike.

Afterwards I treated my hard-working body to a delicious sandwich at Subway.

All in all, a solid week of preparation for Chicago. Right now I’ve got to put the finishing touches on my talks for tomorrow as well as finish cleaning the house.

September 13, a good day indeed. I’m in the mood to give away a book. Write me at dblack@sebts.edu for a free copy of New Testament Textual Criticism: A Concise Guide. I’ll draw straws if there’s more than one request.

Keep running, folks, just keep running your race, whatever that is! 

6:45 AM Today’s WOD is “correctness.” Am I honestly doing my training for the Chicago Marathon correctly? Making it to the starting line is, of course, extremely important, but perhaps even more important are the stepping stones along the way. Ya gotta be as wise about your training as you are committed to the race itself. Hope that makes sense.

That said, today I’m going through my training goals for the next 4 weeks, looking myself in the mirror and asking, “Are you making the correct decisions?” We can get so excited about the race that we forget how vital it is to set up our training schedule properly. I’ve made that mistake before and don’t want to repeat it now.

Signing off for now, and I will do my best to give you a report after I complete today’s training block and a long list of farm chores. Whew, gonna be a busy day!

Thursday, September 12

5:40 PM Yesterday I got a report from a ministry in northern India that Becky and I have been intimately involved with for many years. There is strong opposition to Christianity all over the nation, the report said. Yet “There are hundreds of villages and people groups which remain unreached.” This particular ministry is poised to reach some of the most needy of these people groups, situated as it is on the border of Nepal, Sikkim, and Bangladesh. Here’s a photo they sent me.

It shows the men and women who are studying at the North East Theological Seminary. The seminary building is called the Becky Black Building. It was largely through Becky’s vision (and hard work) that this building came into existence. Through all the joys and heartaches of cancer, Becky and I prayed that it would become a reality. I so wanted Becky to be the one to go and cut the ribbon when the building was dedicated. But it was not to be.

On this blog, I often talk about my life. My life? It’s not mine. Never has been. I don’t get to choose what it will look like. It’s not about what I want. It’s not even about what I need. As it turns out, the life I planned for myself is very different from the one God had in store. I’ve had to come to terms with the heart-rending fact that that incredible chapter of my life is over. Yet I take heart in the knowledge that Becky’s good works live on — in the lives of our children, in the lives of all who knew her, even in a faraway place like India. He is the God who knows the end and the beginning of everything, the one who works everything, even the hardest things, together for good. When God says He’ll make everything good, He means it. This picture is proof.

12:55 PM O boy, o boy, my lunch today was sooooo tasty.

In fact, let’s make that the second WOD — “tasty.” My fajita burrito sure hit the spot. And the nice thing about it is I was able to get two meals out of it, and all for the low price of $5.99. Not bad, folks, not bad.

So my lunch today was tasty, but that wasn’t the only thing that was tasty this morning. My run was absolutely fantastic. My goal was a short 5 miles at a very easy pace in order to try out my new hydration vest.

Let’s just say I much prefer having my hydration available throughout my runs/races and not just at the aid stations. Today I filled one 12-ounce bottle with a sports drink and the other with well water. I can safely say that I never got thirsty during my run today. I’m thrilled. With my new vest I’m also able to safely store my iPhone 7 in a pocket just over my left chest, which is a perfect place in terms of ease of availability. So all in all, a tasty morning. Of course, you never know who or what you’ll encounter out there on the trails. Meet Nala, who’s got to be the sweetest Pit Bull/Pointer mix I’ve ever met.

Her owner was kind enough to snap these pics.

He and I yakked about how much we love our dogs and find it regrettable but almost inevitable that we outlive them. I can’t tell you how many of my beloved pets I’ve had to bury through the years. Yet who could live without them? They bring the human heart so much joy.

So what other “tasty” things are in store for me today? Mowing. Writing. Napping. House cleaning. And prepping for tomorrow’s bike-a-thon in Richmond. That’s right, Lord willing I plan to do a “bike marathon” of 26.2 miles at the Virginia Capital Trail. I’ve had this on my calendar for weeks and it’s an important part of my training schedule for Chicago. The marathon is exactly one month away. Unbelievable. It will be here before you know it. Which means I have to stay on schedule as much as I can during the next 30 days. In 3 weeks I’ll start my taper for Chicago, but until then I’ve got to stay laser focused on my current training block. I’m trying to play it smart and stay healthy and uninjured. Time will tell.

Hope you have a tasty day!

8:48 AM The key word for today is “Beginning.” Every journey in life begins with that first step. This weekend I’ll be speaking at a conference on textual criticism. Me, a textual critic? That’s almost laughable. I am hardly an expert in the field. Neither am I a novice. I’m probably in about, say, the 12th grade, while others are in college or grad school. But — and this is a huge but — I wouldn’t be where I am today if hadn’t taken that first step.

Let’s see, where did it all begin ….” (flashback machine starts here).

My first exposure to textual criticism (TC) was under Dr. Harry Sturz at Biola. I found the subject fascinating, not least because Sturz held a position that seemed to fly in the face of both the Alexandrian Priority position and the Byzantine Priority position. Taking his class on TC allowed me to read those hieroglyphics at the bottom of my Greek New Testament and eventually led me to write an M.Div. thesis at Talbot on the question of whether the words “in Ephesus” in Eph. 1:1 were original. I argued that they were — and published my views in the Grace Theological Journal in 1981. This was a year after I had arrived in Basel to get my doctorate in New Testament. During this time I began publishing essays in journals likeNovum Testamentum and New Testament Studies on textual variants that I had become interested in. Finally, in 1994 I published a brief lay introduction to TC called New Testament Criticism: A Concise Guide. Recalling my own interests as a beginning student of TC, I was careful to keep the book on the bottom shelf. I later produced other writings on TC: Rethinking New Testament Textual Criticism,Perspectives on the Ending of Mark, and The Pericope of the Adulteress in Contemporary Research.

This brings me to today. You can probably guess that I love to make things accessible to the average Christian. That’s exactly what I’ll try to do at this Saturday’s conference. My goal, simply put, is to connect the scholarly guild with the church. Too often they are put into two different boxes. This impoverishes both, in my humble opinion. I’ll try to set the right balance between academics and church life. Scholarship is not healthy without application. I dare to hope that my books have been a help in both categories. By the way, here’s the schedule for Saturday’s conference:

8:00 am — Doors open

9:10 am — Old Testament Text, John Meade

10:15 am — New Testament Text, Peter Gurry

11:25 am — Application of Textual Criticism to the Christian Life, Dave Black

12:25 pm — Lunch

1:35 pm — The Canon of Scripture, John Meade

2:40 pm — Modern Translations, Peter Gurry

3:50 pm — Greek Preaching: Practical Applications, Dave Black

5:00 pm — Conference ends

Maybe this conference will help you make a new “beginning” in your study of the Bible!

P.S. This is what I read in my morning Bible reading on the front porch. It’s from 1 Timothy 6.

“Avoid the talk-show religion and the practiced confusion of the so-called experts. People caught up in a lot of talk can miss the whole point of faith.” A great motto for conferences like the one on Saturday for sure!

Wednesday, September 11

7:42 PM Here we go again, just back on the old farm after 3 days of teaching. The WOD is “mental toughness.” Ladies and gentlemen, I’m firmly in the camp that says if you don’t develop mental toughness, you’ll never succeed in the race of life. Ya gotta put in the work if you want to expect great results. We can aspire to learn Greek, for example, but the race is usually won or lost in the first 3 or 4 weeks of the semester. I want my students to arrive at week 5 tough and as confident as possible, which in turn will make them even tougher for the weeks ahead. How’s your mental confidence? Are you getting tougher as you get older? I’m truly excited for my students. They are off to a great start. But they (and I) never outgrow the need to stay mentally alert and tough.

Well, as you know, today is my 43rd anniversary. One of my kids sent along this picture.

Oh my, what a happy memory. This was taken exactly 6 years ago today. Less than 2 months later, Becky would be in heaven. No more pain, no more struggle. Because she was too weak for us to go out and celebrate, one of my daughters set up a “restaurant” in our formal living room. Party of two! She even prepared Swiss fondue for us as a reminder of our days in Basel, and then waited on us hand and foot. An unforgettable evening to be sure. Becky Lynn, you still mean the world to me today. You were a blessing to everyone who knew you. I’ll see you in glory one day, sweetheart. Love you big!

Okay, so what are my plans going into the weekend? This morning I had a great workout at the Y in Wake Forest. Worked them biceps and triceps. Worked, worked, worked. This means no lifting for 2 days. Tomorrow I hope to get in a long run, and then do another long bike ride on Friday. Not sure how long, but at least 10 miles. Then, Saturday is the BIG DAY. Hope you can join us in Henderson for our apologetics conference. There’ll be a book giveaway in case you need any further incentive to attend.

Finally, a quick shout out to Dr. Ant Greenham who gave a wonderful lecture today in our NT class. His topic was Muslim evangelism and the book of Acts.

It was a fascinating talk. I can’t tell you how much I love and cherish the academic community to which I belong. It’s got to be the greatest group of guys and gals in the world.

Well, time to wash the supper dishes. Stay tuned for how my training goes tomorrow!

Monday, September 9

6:15 AM Just a friendly reminder: The Clearview Apologetics Conference is this Saturday in Henderson, NC, from 9:00-4:00. To register, please gohere. Come and hear my good friends John Meade (OT) and Peter Gurry (NT) from Phoenix Seminary!

5:20 AM Good morning, one and all! The WOD is “comfort.” The human body was designed to move. To be tested. “Comfort” has largely replaced that. We go from our air-conditioned homes to our cars with heated seats. I remember attending the annual SNTS meeting in Montreal one August. To say it was hot would be a gross understatement. Becky and I got the surprise of our lives when the university put us up in housing without any air conditioning. We slept on the balcony at night to try and stay cool. I thought every developed nation had air conditioning. I was wrong.

How quickly we get used to the comforts of life. Yet none of these comforts really seem to make us happy. Maybe we were designed to find comfort through discomfort. When you lose the comforts of life, that’s when you find out what you’re truly made of. A year ago I did a 31-mile ultramarathon. It was probably the hardest thing I’ve ever done. It nearly broke me. But I can’t describe to you the satisfaction I felt when I crossed the finish line. Why do runners punish themselves like that? Maybe because, like a pearl, God’s way of working in our lives is by turning our biggest irritations into priceless gems.

What comforts are you willing to forego in order to test your mettle? While we sleep the Enemy does his work. Even sound Christians can be sound asleep. This is no day for weaklings. The Christian has never had more to face from more directions than now. An old saying puts it like this:

The modern Christian needs the mind of a scholar, the heart of a child, and the hide of a rhinoceros.

I need more of all three!

Sunday, September 8

8:22 PM Enjoying some ice cream while watching the sun go down over Clarkesville, “my fair city.” Been a great day. Hope yours was too.

6:42 PM Just finished my delicious supper and am now rolling out my tired legs on my new foam roller.

Love it, love it, love it!  Also, these were my notes during today’s message from 2 Tim. 1:12 (sorry for the water stains).

Once again, ya gotta love the two perfect tense verbs. Badda Boom! Badda Bang! Again, though, it all comes down to how you would translate them. I’m not going to tell you how I did it!

Time now for a hot fudge sundae. “Sunday.” Get it? 🙂 

5:50 PM Today after church I hiked to MacAfee Knob.

It’s said to be the most photographed spot on the Appalachian Trail and I believe it! This is my fourth time standing on its (in)famous ledge.

My legs weren’t the freshest after 3 big weeks of training, but somehow I managed to pull it off.

This mountain hike is a thing of beauty from beginning to end. It was well worth the 3 hour drive to get there. What a journey hiking and mountaineering have been for me. Not easy, but very rewarding. I do hope to return to the Rockies and Alps some day, but in the meantime our local 3-4,000 footers will do just fine. Thank you, Lord, for giving all of us hikers such a beautiful day!

5:55 AM The WOD is “inspiration.” Where do you draw your inspiration from? Can a movie inspire you? Last night on YouTube I watched a movie about running called Leadman: The Dave Mackey Story. It was so good. Everyone who finishes a 100 mile foot race is courageous, but to me there’s something heroic about a man who does it on one leg. Even if you’ve never been a runner, this film will draw you in and inspire you. Oh my, the indomitable human spirit. Everyone has one, even non-believers. It’s a pure gift from God.

But those who trust in God have something more. In Jer. 32:27, God asks, “Is anything too hard for me?” Nothing is too difficult for God. Your impossibility might be the loss of a limb or the loss of a loved one or feelings of inferiority or your job or a marriage that is falling apart. For me it’s dealing with the memory of Becky. It’s that feeling of loss that will come flooding over me this Wednesday on what would have been our 43rd wedding anniversary. Grief takes you to the top of the wave and then it breaks, and you struggle in the froth of emotion until the wave runs out of energy, which it eventually does. To try and resist the wave is an exercise in futility. You have to let it do its work in your life and mourn.

Will you ever forget the emotional pain of your loss? No. There will always be a small kernel that emerges at certain times for years. Will you ever be able to move on with your life? Yes. Never forget Jer. 32:27: “Is anything too hard for me?” For the word “anything,” why not substitute the burden you are carrying at this moment? Go ahead and fill in the blank: “Is ___________ too hard for God?” Once it sinks in that God is at work in and through your “impossible” situation, everything will change. It may be as dramatic as watching new sprouts erupt from an old tree stump. I know, because I’ve been there. Friend, I can assure you, after the winter, comes the spring. Yes, you will continue to remember, but the pain will subside. The ache in your heart will go away. Hope will replace despair and a smile a frown.

Dave Mackey let his loss become a force for good in his life. What a wonderful story. I love these stories and appreciate the strength of these athletes. They are inspirational to us all. And as followers of Jesus, we have an even greater source of strength and inspiration. I don’t want to slog through life. Neither do I want to rush through it. We need to take it one day at a time. And when we do, we’ll be blown away by the goodness of our God.

Saturday, September 7

4:50 PM The Hopscotch 8K is now in the books and, phew!, what a wild race it was, one of the best of my life. I managed a very respectable pace without tiring during the race or collapsing afterwards. From the gun going off, we ran uphill and then downhill, and boy was it hilly.

I felt amazing the whole distance. I am beyond excited at how well my legs held up during the race. I never slowed down and I never once walked, not even through the aid stations. My race strategy today was a simple one. I would line up about two thirds of the way back and start out at a fairly easy pace and then ease up to an 11-minute mile pace. As you can see, not too many gray-haired folk out there today!

Per usual, at about mile one I fell in with a group of runners who were running at my pace and tried to keep up with them, letting them pace me through an unfamiliar course. My “pacers,” as you can see here, were a guy in I’d say his late 20s and three young ladies who looked like they were in high school.

They paced me through mile 4 and a half, where I turned on the afterburners and made my way toward the finish line.

Praise the Lord, I finished well under my goal of 1 hour.

Overall I am happy with my marathon training. And I’m super excited to have tried something new in 2019. What a gift running is!

I hope y’all are pursuing your dreams, whatever they may be. Don’t be afraid to try something new. You may learn something about yourself that you can apply to all areas of your life. Now I look forward to running the historic Virginia 10-Miler in Lynchburg on the 28th of this month.

Fellow runners, congratulations on your efforts out there today, and see you at our next race. Thanks especially to my unknown pacers. You pulled me toward the finish line. You inspired me to push through and finish. You all were winners today.

Time now to cook me some supper and chillax!

6:10 AM The WOD (word of the day) is “humility.” The men and women of the Bible struggled with pride. They were real people with real weaknesses. I feel a certain kinship with them. How easy it is for us to wield “power,” to take our “well-deserved” position at the top, to use our gifts to promote ourselves. Among Jesus’ disciples, I suppose Peter was the one who could have done this most easily. After all, he’s actually named “first” in the lists of the apostles. Yet as you read 1 Peter, you see how the Spirit of God had shaped in him a humility that lacked nothing in courage or imagination. Peter’s whole life is a compelling witness to what he himself describes as “lowliness of mind.” He writes, “God has had it with the proud. He takes delight in just plain people.”

Peter’s example is a breath of fresh air. He stayed out of the center. Jesus, our Chief Shepherd/Lead Pastor (1 Pet. 5:4), alone belongs there. Godly leaders are content to be foot washers.

Off to the city of Sir Walter Raleigh to do my first ever 8K. Onward and upward!

Friday, September 6

8:18 PM Up we go! Always climbing higher in our pursuit to summit those peaks God sets before us, be they athletic pursuits or intellectual ones. A big part of our “training,” of course, involves reading, and here are two good resources for you to consider. The first is a book I’m having my NT class read for Wednesday. Throughout my teaching ministry I’ve tried to give some priority to evangelism, and it’s worth remarking that some of the best books on the subject were written decades ago. This is one of them.

How shall we do missions? That’s the question all of us wrestle with. Well, Roland Allen charted the way forward by, in essence, calling us back to the methods of the apostle Paul. I love books like this, and I think you will too.

Secondly, this essay just appeared in the journal New Testament Studies.

In my experience, defenses of the Paulinity of Hebrews are rare. Why? For years we’ve been told that Origen confessed ignorance about the author — and so should we. Alas, this consensus is being challenged nowadays. Before I go and wash the dinner dishes, I’m a little embarrassed to do so, but I’d like to mention my book on the subject, which is available at Amazon.

Half of the book looks at the internal evidence in favor of Paul as the author of Hebrews, while the other half examines the external evidence. And what about Origen? I deal with that subject in my appendix, “Origen on the Authorship of Hebrews.” I am curious to see what you think about this whole matter, so if you post something on your website let me know so I can link to it.

Remember: Let’s welcome new approaches to old questions, and then hold our personal convictions in love!

6:20 PM Quote of the day (Conrad Grebel):

We were listeners to Zwingli’s sermons and readers of his writings, but one day we took the Bible itself in hand and were taught better.

This was Grebel’s response when he was asked where he found his new view of the Christian church. I love Zwingli and have studied his life. I have profited from his writings. But the Anabaptists were right: The clear teaching of the New Testament was more important than the teachings of their earthly teacher. Please, fellow students of the Word, let’s never put the writings of our favorite Bible scholars above the Bible itself! 

5:44 PM Today was a day for “active recovery,” meaning I went to the gym and focused on functional exercises (strength, core, etc.). Afterwards was Mexican food for lunch with a friend and then a nice long nap. Tonight I intend to go on a casual walk to get the old legs moving again, but nothing too far or too wild. I’m actually very good at doing nothing when I need to. The rest of the day I’ll spend rolling my muscles and eating some good food, drinking tons of water, and stretching out my legs. Just trying to walk that balance between staying off my feet and doing nothing.

By the way, today my WOD (word of the day) was “trust.” The Christian life is an act of trust maybe more than anything else. Trust removes all “no trespassing” signs from our relationship with the Lord. We surrender our worries and cares to Him and rest in an environment of trust, respect, and mutual love. We give God enough elbow room in our lives to do what He’s best at doing — turning our impossibilities into His possibilities. So, every chance I have today I’m going to go to the Lord and say like the man whose son had an evil spirit, “Lord, I do believe. Please, please help me overcome my unbelief.”

Are you trying to move a mountain today on your own, my friend? I can tell ya, it ain’t gonna budge an inch if you try and do the job alone. It just ain’t. But there’s every chance in the world if you entrust the task to God.

7:40 AM Time for a great debate … not really … unless you want to! Middle versus deponent — a fairly contested and hot topic within the scholarly community. There are 16 verbals in 3 John (the letter we’re studying this semester in Advanced Grammar) that are non-active or that come from non-active verbs. Cab you pick out some of them here?

You’ll find many opinions on this topic. Are so-called deponent verbs true middles? And if so, how should we translate them?

Stay tuned!

6:10 AM Good morning, internets, on a very gusty day here in southern Virginia. The storm has now moved off the coast of the Old Dominion State. Virginia Beach, which last week was all bright and sunshiny, is now experiencing the brunt of the rain and wind. Prayers going up for sure. This morning I was up early getting caught up on family finances and then it’s off to the Y and lunch with a buddy. If the weather forecasters are correct, Sunday should be nice and sunny in Roanoke, and if it is, I plan to hike MacAfee Knob, which means I’ll go to tomorrow night’s service. But first, I’m rereading chapters 3-4 in Robertson’s Big Grammar. I’ve already found several quotable quotes. Whatcha think of these?

“It was really an epoch in the world’s history when the babel of tongues was hushed in the wonderful language of Greece” (p. 55).

“Judea was not an oasis in the desert, but was merged into the Graeco-Roman world” (p. 77).

“There is no distinct biblical Greek, and the N.T. is not a variety of the LXX Greek” (p. 77).

“A single hour lovingly devoted to the text of the Septuagint will further our exegetical knowledge of the Pauline Epistles more than a whole day spent over a commentary” (p. 93).

“The only Bible known to most of the Jews in the world in the first century was the LXX” (p. 101).

“One cannot protest too strongly against the leveling process of an unsympathetic and unimaginative linguistic method that puts all the books of the N.T. through the same exegetical mill and tags this sense as ‘regular’ and that one as ‘irregular'” (p. 117).

“Es überrascht uns nicht mehr, dass jeder paulinische Brief eine Reihe von Wörten enthält, die den übrigen unbekannt sind” (p. 130).

As you can see, there’s tons of interesting stuff for us cover in class on Monday night. As well, two students will be making Power Point presentations over two chapters from my forthcoming book Linguistics and New Testament Greek: Thomas Hudgin’s chapter on “Electronic Tools,” and Rob Plummer’s chapter on “The Ideal Beginning Grammar.”

So, here I am, just a guy trying to stay abreast of everything that’s going on in New Testament Greek studies and feeling like I’m wading on the shore of a limitless ocean. Ever feel that way? I just wonder when I’ll ever feel caught up. Probably never. But it’s the journey, folks, it’s the journey that’s counts.

Onward and upwards!

Thursday, September 5

5:52 PM Man, o man, o man, fall is almost here, ladies and gentlemen. I don’t know about you, but I’m ready.

I don’t think the temp got much over 75 today, and right now a light sprinkle is falling on the fields of rural Mecklenburg County, Virginia. O boy o boy. I’ve always loved the fall. Where I live, the summers can be hot, almost too hot I would say. The fall weather, however, is magnificent. Some days you walk outside and say to yourself, “Lord, the weather could not possibly be more perfect. Thank You.” Can’t wait to snuggle in front on my fireplace again with a good book. The best part about fall, however, is that everything around you is changing. You’re about to experience yet another new normal, which I guess is another way of saying that fall is a good time for new beginnings, new plans, new goals.

Today I decided I would get in a run but only after I had gone over my calendar for the fall, winter, and spring 2019-20. The local Amish bakery was the perfect place to sip some coffee and do this.

Right now I’m praying over my international travels, including a big trip to Asia planned for next March or April. As for this fall/winter, I’m considering two invitations, one to Nepal and another to Guyana. Then it was off to the Tobacco Heritage Trail, where I did a 5K run in order to put some miles on my brand new New Balance 880 running shoes.

They performed splendidly.

When I got home I saw that FedEx had delivered my new running vest and a new foam roller.

We all want to stay healthy and uninjured, right? It’s a process, it’s a process. For one thing, ya gotta stay hydrated on your runs, which is why I purchased my running vest. I can’t wait to try it out during Saturday’s 8K in Raleigh. For another thing, ya gotta roll out all those stiff muscles. I think we runners sometimes underestimate the importance of stretching and rolling, but you want to arrive at the starting line of your next race as fresh as possible and as fit as possible. My foam roller knows all the intricate parts of my body and does its best to take care of them. I’m not kidding you when I say that it feels like you’re getting a massage but for only a fraction of the cost. You can get a roller for about $15 through Amazon. Here I am instructing Sheba on the correct use of the foam roller. I’m thinking it might help her with her stiff limbs.

Folks, I think my body is finally adjusting to marathon training. After long workouts I’ve started drinking chocolate milk. What a heaven-sent beverage. That, plus taking long hot showers. Right now it’s time to have supper and then I think I’ll spend time praying for those in the Bahamas who were hit so hard by Dorian. Hope you have a splendid weekend. Keep reminding yourself that fall is a good time to make those much-needed changes in our lives. We must know and remind ourselves that we all fail because we are all human. Yet with Christ’s help, we can embrace the failures and in fact begin to carve out our true character.

Onward and upward!

8:48 AM It looks like rain might be on its way today, so I think I’ll wait until later to climb MacAfee. So, what shall I do today? Today I’m thinking small. My body is a little tired (I had a really heavy workout at the Y in Wake Forest yesterday), so I’ll probably do either a short bike, a short swim, or a short run. The key word for me today is “goal.” If you really want to do something, you’ll find a way. I think the key is to choose a manageable goal. We often pick off more than we can chew. I know someone who buys every gimmick out there to learn Greek. He’s got all the books and CDs and has enrolled in all the latest online courses. Folks, I’m a huge believer in using the tools that are available to us, but when you’re trying to learn Greek it’s best to start off small. To use an analogy, a Greek student can’t go from running (as it were) a 5K to running a marathon. I think I ran 8 half marathons before I attempted my first full. Especially if you’re new to something, it’s important that you don’t sabotage your efforts by trying to do everything at once. Taking baby steps is vital in order to make progress. My greatest piece of advice for you — I know you will be shocked to hear it — is to purchase one good beginning (or intermediate) grammar and stick with it. Not to be shallow, but sometimes you’ve got to resist the urge to buy into the latest fad. I’ve said this 5 million times on this blog: the key to progress is persistence. You take one step at a time, one chapter in your textbook at a time, one goal at a time. The trick to motivation is not to overdo it. Let’s face it, we’ve all started out to do something and then a few months or weeks or days later we’ve gone on to other pursuits. But if you’re really committed to learning Greek (or learning how to run a marathon or whatever) you have to make a decision to follow through. Keep at it, because you never know what can happen. When I dropped Greek after 3 weeks, I thought the party was over. But God had other plans. The bottom line is, what matters to you is what is important. And remember: We’re not alone and can learn from each other.

Putting in hours of training.

The result: A new PR at the St. George (Utah) Marathon!

6:45 AM Oh my, another rich time in the word this morning.

I’ve been reading Acts 13 in the NEB and The Message. In both, the word ekklēsia in verse 1 is rendered “congregation.” I like that.

There were at Antioch, in the congregation there, certain prophets and teachers ….”

The congregation in Antioch was blessed with a number of prophet-preachers and teachers ….”

The noun ekklēsia means something like “a group of people that have come together and have something in common.” (This is opposed to an ochlos, which is a group of people that have come together and don’t seem to have anything in common with each other except for the fact that they are, for example, shopping at Target.) Of course, ekklēsia can be glossed in several different ways. (A gloss is a summary of the meaning of the word that’s suitable, say, for an interlinear.) Other English glosses for ekklēsia include “assembly,” “meeting,” and “church.” We could also use “gathering” or “community.” Here in Acts 13:1, I think the rendering “congregation” works, and works well. The New Testament understands the ekklēsia to be a community of people, living and meeting together in such a way that love, the supreme gift (1 Cor. 13:13), can be realized, as well as the other gifts of the Spirit. The church is a community loved and chosen by God, drawing its life from Him and manifesting this divine life in the basic Christian graces of faith, hope, and love. It is a community bought into being by the Gospel and one that is continuously shaped by the Gospel. Hence it can be justly called a “Gospel church.”

Every now and then it’s good to press the pause button and rethink how we translate certain Greek words into English. I’m excited to hear your thoughts about what a New Testament congregation looks like. If you publish your ideas on your blog, send me the post so I can link to it here. 

This morning I was thinking a lot about the churches where I live. Truth be told, cultural Christianity is alive and well in some parts of the good ol’ U.S. of A. This is well documented in a book I just finished by Dean Inserra. It’s called The Unsaved Christian. A recurrent theme in this book is how easy it is to let our local churches become incubators for cultural Christianity. The “remedy,” according to the author, is “a gospel centrality that confronts Cultural Christians with the truth about Christ and themselves.” Here are a few more quotes from this excellent book:

  • Thinking that I deserve heaven is a sure sign I have no understanding of the gospel.

  • … the Bible Belt is the most difficult place in America to pastor a local church.

  • Not all “unsaved Christians” are Cultural Christians.

  • Being a self-identified Christian for cultural reasons, rather than the good news of the gospel, is commonplace in America.

  • … Cultural Christianity isn’t just an epidemic of the American South.

  • The hallmark of Cultural Christianity is typically familiarity (or even comfort) with biblical principles without a sense of personal need for salvation.

  • Cultural Christians are usually only a generation or two removed from gospel-believing Christians.

  • The cure for a country club church is not to care for members less but to care for them more.

  • For most churches, Easter and Christmas Eve are the local church versions of the Super Bowl.

  • Why raised hands and sinner’s prayers don’t necessarily indicate salvation.

  • In some Christian circles, God and country are entangled together into a Cultural Christianity not founded on the bloody cross and empty tomb of the Savior but rather the policies debated on talk radio and cable news.

  • The most common way to reject King Jesus is not with a defiant curse, but a disinterested shrug.

  • In the Bible Belt, identifying as a Christian is a way of life, but sadly, believing the gospel and following Jesus are often not.

  • Aside from human sin, if we could label one primary cause of Cultural Christianity, I’d say it’s confusion over what the gospel is and what the gospel is not.

The result: Churchianity and religiosity have turned people away from the Lord. “The Gentiles blaspheme the name of God because of you,” wrote Paul (Rom. 2:24). The fact is, God has established his ekklēsia to be His representative in this world. And if our Christianity isn’t contagious, it’s very likely contaminated.

By the way, don’t you enjoy reading books that are really well written? I find them inspiring and humbling. Margaret Mitchell, who wrote Gone with the Wind, once reported that her writing was going splendidly until she read the manuscript of John Brown’s Body, another book from the Civil War era. “John Brown’s Body gave me such a terrible case of the humbles that it was months before I could find the necessary faith in myself.” Yep. Good authors can be intimidating. Funny thing is, we remember Gone with the Wind and nobody’s ever heard of John Brown’s Body!

A final word to my Greek students. I know that class this week was like drinking from a fire hydrant. But that’s the nature of the Greek verb system. Don’t give up hope. Read the chapter over and over again until things click. Don’t try and take the easy way out. If you find yourself Googling “How to learn Greek without studying,” you just might be in trouble. Seek out help. We are here to tutor you over this first speed bump!

Wednesday, September 4

7:12 PM Well, well, the hay is almost in the barn, both literally and figuratively.

Nate’s taking care of the latter.

Meanwhile, all I have to do is grade the papers from today’s NT 2 class and then record the quiz scores from yesterday’s Greek 1 class and I can officially say, “The hay IS in the barn for this week of school.” So far my great students are smashing it, including this group of 37 stalwart pupils taking their first quiz in beginning Greek yesterday.

Tomorrow my goal will turn from teaching to preparing for the Chicago Marathon in October. It’s only 39 days away.

For the next 5 weeks my aim will be to build the aerobic engine and arrive at the starting line both fit and fresh. I want to feel rested when I get to Chicago, and I want to feel prepared. So as part of my current training block, I’ve scheduled an 8K race this Saturday in Raleigh.

I’ve actually never done an 8K before, so I’m not too sure what to expect. Goodness, I don’t even know how far 8 kilometers is. Hold on a minute. Okay. Dr. Google tells me that 8 kilometers equals 5 miles. I think that may be just the perfect distance when you’re coming off of back-to-back half marathon weekends. Tomorrow it’s back to cross training — either a long bike or a climb in the mountains. If the latter, I’m thinking of getting back to what is perhaps my favorite spot on the Appalachian Trail — MacAfee Knob. In the meantime, I’m keeping a close eye on my diet. This week I tried to cook all of my own meals, though for lunch today I couldn’t resist a piping hot plate of Korean Teriyaki Chicken at the Seoul Garden in Raleigh.

I topped that off this evening with a huge serving of Chicken Tikka Masala which I prepared as soon as I arrived back on the farm.

While I was down in Raleigh I stopped by Fleet Feet to buy a new pair of running shoes (New Balance, of course) as well as a pair of lightweight running shorts.

Unbelievably, with all the running I’ve done over the past four and a half years, I’ve never owned a pair of running shorts. My swimming shorts have worked just fine. But now that I’ve tried on a pair of these running shorts (again, New Balance), I’ll never go back to swim trunks. Patience and fortitude are frankly the most important attributes you can bring to the sport of running, but having the right gear (including proper clothing and shoes) is also essential. As I continue to dabble in this sport, I’m eager to test my limits, within reasonable boundaries of course. I promised my doctors as much and I will keep my word. Saturday’s 8K will be just another little step toward the level of fitness I’d like to achieve some day. I fight on toward that end.

I’m sorry if you get tired of all my musings about life, teaching, and racing. I have to say, all three are consuming and monopolizing my brain nowadays, so that’s normally what you get to read about on the blog. It isn’t the shoes or new socks or comfy pants that make me a runner. It’s running. I realize that, every time I pin on a race bib, I’m a runner. A real runner, not just someone who runs. It’s through running (duh) that we become runners. It’s through studying Greek — and never giving up, even when we have setbacks — that makes us Greek students. That most of us will never experience the thrill of coming in first place in either a foot race or a classroom competition is never any excuse to abandon the search for our personal victories. It’s a game you don’t have to play to win. But you do have to give it your best.

Okay, onward to the rest of the week. Ciao!

Tuesday, September 3

6:45 AM If you’re a newbie to the Greek verb, my advice to you would be to learn how to divide a word into its morphemes — or minimal units of meaning. For example, in English:

  • Friend has one morpheme.

  • Friendly has two.

  • Friendliness has three.

  • Unfriendliness has four.

  • Superunfriendliness has five.

  • Ubersuperunfriendliness has six.

You get the idea. So when you learn the present tense of the verb luō (“I loose”), you will always try and pick out the word’s morphemes. For example:

  • luō has two morphemes (lu + ō). Here lu means “loose” and ō means “I” — hence the translation “I loose.”

  • luomen has three morphemes (lu + o + men). Here lu means “loose,” o means nothing (it functions as a cushion between stem and ending), and the men running around at the end of the word means “we” — hence the translation “we loose.”

Got it?

As you start (or continue) Greek class this week, do not think about how you paid good money to engage in this kind of suffering. In other words, keep your head up and your mind positive. It takes guts and persistence to learn Greek, and I am 67 years old and still chugging along, learning new things every day. After all is said and done, it will have been worth your effort. Working hard is a big part of the Greek learning game. Luck? Nope, not in this field. It really comes down to language aptitude, sound training, and, most of all, an off-the-charts work ethic. I’m a big fan of putting your head down when it comes to chasing down your dreams, whether that’s to learn Greek or to run a marathon. It’s always “Onwards and upwards.”

Now go get to work.

Monday, September 2

5:08 PM So here goes. How did you translate:

Chairete. Nenikēkamen.

Hmm. Did you try:

“Rejoice! We have overcome!”

That’s good. Real good! But that’s not how I did it. Et voila!

“Be joyful! We are victorious!”

Yep. I bet that’s what good old Pheidippedes told the Athenian council. Do you see now why I think those 2 Greek words are so useful in helping us to think through our view of Greek verbal aspect — and how to translate those nuances into English? “Be joyful” is imperfective aspect. “We are victorious” is perfective aspect. See?

Okay. Duh. Pretty obvious, I know. But hey, I’ll grab any excuse to talk about marathoning!

4:10 PM We all have our post-running rituals — things we do after a long training block or a major racing event. For me, recovery usually invokes 3 things: a short workout of some kind, a time to indulge my food cravings, and either a massage or an easy swim in a nice cold pool. Today my lifting at the Y consisted of a very basic upper body workout using dumbbells weighing no more than 15 pounds.

Then it was off to Mi Careta for a scrumptious helping of arros con pollo.

Finally, it was time for one last swim at the county pool, which closes this evening and will stay closed until next Memorial Day.

After I let my lunch digest, I got in a few wonderful laps in some very refreshing cold water, then I did what all self-respecting Greek profs do when they’re lazing by the pool. I read a book. Not just any book, mind you, but this one.

I haven’t done so much underlining and circling in a long time. This is one good read!

You’ve heard people say it a million times. Stress takes its toll on a body. That’s why it’s important to schedule recovery days into your training and not feel guilty for taking time off from running to let your muscles recover. Tonight my legs are feeling good and they’ll feel even better after I roll them. It’s hard perhaps to believe that inactivity is just as important to a runner as being active, but an active lifestyle requires periods of rest and relaxation. Some call this “strategic inactivity,” and it’s something we all do from time to time (or ought to do). I often quip with my Greek students when we’re saying goodbye after class, “Study hard, but not too hard!” Not too long ago, during a moment of questionable sanity, I made the decision to run two marathons back to back (they were only 2 weeks apart). But let me tell you, life in the fast lane eventually catches up with you. Oh, does it ever. The early warning system of over-training is always there, but it can be very subtle. The vast majority of injuries are caused by over-training. We run when we know we should be resting. We run too many miles. We run too hard on easy days. Of course, resting doesn’t necessarily mean inactivity. Today I was active. I just wasn’t running or doing anything too stressful for my old bod — except chowing down a huge plate of food. That kind of over-indulging, however, is A-OK on the day after a big race, in my humble opinion.

Yesterday I had one of the most successful runs I’ve ever had. The race yesterday was all about the simple joy of getting out there and running. What matters is that we enjoy the process, folks!

7:34 AM Today it’s time to put the finishing touches on my lectures for the week, including Greek 1. Please, please, please, if you’re going to learn the Greek present tense, learn the future tense at the same time.

Only makes sense. The only difference is one Greek letter. Imagine that! As you will often hear me say: Greek has mathematical precision. It just does. Especially when you take a few basic, basic concepts of linguistics (like morphology) and apply them on a level that even a language dummy like me can understand.

This year marks my 43rd of teaching. I don’t say that to brag. I say that so that you know I love teaching people like you Greek. Yes, folks, I’m in it for long haul. What a journey it’s been, sharing my love for Greek with all of you. I wish I had more time to type out all of my thoughts and feelings and share them with you. The journey has been exciting, joyful, and at times tiring, but my students have given me so much in return. So thank you for your interest in Greek and in this blog. Thank you for caring about what counts for eternity. Greek class this week is going to be amazing. I think you’ll love our approach to the Greek verb. Just sayin’.

5:45 AM It’s kinda strange. I remember the days when I couldn’t wait to read the New Testament in its original Greek. Nowadays I often prefer reading multiple versions of the New Testament to see how they render the Greek. This morning I was in 2 Corinthians 12, Paul’s “Fool’s Speech.” I had The Message and the NEB in front of me.

I love the NEB’s rendering of these verses:

It’s odd: I wrote a doctoral dissertation on Paul’s concept of weakness, yet I still have to learn and relearn it over and over again. When we get something other than what we want, we tend to become moody and whinny. “Please take this away from me, Dad!” Sometimes we cry and stay down. At other times we cry and then move on, realizing that (as I said on Saturday) God’s “No” is a sign that He has something far better in mind for us than we could ever have possibly imagined from our limited perspective. Paul’s “thorn in the flesh” (perhaps — runners take note! — some kind of a sharp physical pain) could have gotten him down. But the Bible is full of stories of people who found God’s-strength-in-weakness to be absolutely true. It helps to know that God doesn’t write us off as failures whenever we fall into the slough of despair. He draws us back with His love when we feel like running away and fleeing.

Okay, enough about my morning devotions. Here’s a question for ya: What two Greek words do all marathoners know? I mean,every marathoner knows these two words! The reason I ask this is because this week we begin our discussion of the verb system in beginning Greek, and we’ll talk not only about tense but also about aspect — in other words, not only when something happens but how that action is portrayed by the author. So here are the two Greek words:

Chairete.

Nenikēkamen.

Got it? How would you translate them? Notice that the first verb is an imperative in the present tense, whereas the second verb is an indicative in the perfect tense. In other words, the first verb indicates imperfective aspect, while the second verb indicates perfective aspect. (For pedagogical reasons I still use the term “aoristic” aspect for the aorist tense and “perfective” aspect for the perfect tense. But you can call them whatever you like.)

By the way, in case you don’t know what I’m talking about, the first marathon was run in approximately 490 B.C. The story goes that a messenger named Pheidippedes (or was it Philippedes — no one knows for sure) ran from the coastal city of Marathon to Athens and excitedly announced to the council a great victory over the Persians: Chairete! Nenikēkamen! Then he collapsed and died. (That story has one bummer of an ending.) The first modern “marathon” was held in Athens in 1896. Nowadays marathons are run everywhere. But it all began with those two words.

Now, those two little Greek words are a good test to see what you believe about Greek verbal aspect. So here’s your assignment for today. (I know it’s a holiday today, but surely I can ask you to do a little work seeing that it’s Labor Day.) How would you translate those two Greek words? Write down your answer on a 100 dollar bill and send it to me by snail mail. (Sorry, Car Talk.) I’ll give you my answer to that question later today (if I remember).

Speaking of running, I was disappointed to finish 2,979th out of 5,299 runners in yesterday’s half marathon.

But I was even more heartbroken to miss coming in first place by 1 hour and 39 seconds. The blink of an eye, really. I lost to some guy named Harrison Toney. All right, Harrison. I’ll be coming for you next year. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Sunday, September 1

5:26 PM Oh me, oh my oh! What a crazy, crazy, CRAZY weekend it’s been! I mean, CRAAAAZY! You know, don’t you, that runners are a bunch of over-achievers. We sometimes push our bodies more than they are ready for. What happens when you succumb to this temptation? Injury. Today, I almost succumbed. The key word is “almost.” Spurgeon once said, “The worst thing that can happen to a man who gambles is to win.” Well, folks, I almost “won” today, but the key word, again, is almost.

But I’m getting ahead of myself.

Yesterday I drove to Virginia Beach and arrived at the expo at around noon. Since I had procrastinated, I had to register there instead of online, but the process went smoothly and I got my race bib. I grabbed my t-shirt and then skedaddled because I wanted to get to the beach. Folks, I’m telling you, the best time to visit Virginia Beach is definitely not on Labor Day weekend. The crowds smothered the strand. I was thinking that the north end of the beach would be less crowded, but the crowds there were just as bad. I miraculously found a parking spot at 31st street and unloaded my board. Obviously I couldn’t take my camera with me in the water, but you can see from this photo that the surf conditions were definitely not flat.

There was hardly anybody in the water, whether surfers or swimmers. I heard that the undertow was pretty bad and the lifeguards were discouraging people from venturing too far out. I counted one other surfer during the hour or so that I was frolicking in the surf. Needless to say, I had a blast. Afterwards, I checked into my Airbnb. It was a condo located in one of the nicer parts of V Beach and had a large bed and a gigantic private bath. I rested and then carb loaded at the local Olive Garden. I guess I must have turned in at around 9:00 and was wide awake at exactly 4:15 as planned. I got dressed and drove to Dennys for my traditional pre-race breakfast consisting of two pancakes and two strong cups of coffee. Mmm mmm good! Then it was time to find my corral and my 2:45 pace group. Oh, I forgot to say that as soon as I walked outdoors this morning it felt unseemingly warm. Even worse was the humidity. Not exactly a runner’s favorite race conditions for sure. Here’s my corral at the start at 6:30.

Six corrals had already started running. The air horn goes off and, man, the humidity is already killing us. My goal today was to hang with the 2:45 pace group until mile 9 or 10 and then, if I had anything left in my legs, begin to push ahead and try and break last week’s time of 2:38. Sure enough, something happened at mile 10, but it wasn’t me sprinting off toward the finish line. Folks, it isn’t always easy being a runner. One of the canons of running is to always be true to yourself. At mile 10, my goal went out the window.

In one sputtering moment, my dream was shattered. My legs, my lungs, my body gave out. I had to concede defeat. I wasn’t going to break 2:38, not today. I probably wasn’t even going to come in under 3 hours, which itself would be a great achievement in a race that has a time limit of 4 hours. I slowed down, and as I munched on popsicles and placed cold towels on my neck and walked through sprayers and sprinklers, I knew in my heart of hearts that I had done the right thing. I had acted like a true athlete. I had respected my body. Here you can see how my pace began to go belly up at around mile 10.

But I’ve always said that it’s the process that matters most, not the end results. Sure, you feel disappointed when you don’t achieve a race goal. Yet I knew how much I could push my body, and my body was just saying “No.” When I first started running, the joy for me was running to the edge in every race. These days I run because I love the sport. The simple act of putting one foot in front of the other never ceases to amaze me and make me grateful to the One who gave me legs to run on. I’m overjoyed that I can run even when my run isn’t perfect. I finished the race and the course photographer snapped this picture.

If you say that I resemble something between a wet dishrag and a bedraggled poodle, I won’t disagree in the least. Today’s race challenged me both mentally and physically in ways I’ve scarcely been challenged before. The mental challenge was by far the harder one. All this to say: Racing proves to me again just how running can make you stronger and wiser.

Thanks for joining me on my journey, guys. 

P.S. I somehow came in under 3 hours. 2:48 to be exact. God’s grace!

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Saturday, August 31

7:56 AM Why does this song keep goin’ through my head?

Well, the surfboard IS waxed down and I’m READY. I’m taking these books with me to the beach:

I am always in the middle of a few books at once. Usually at least one about running and one about spiritual growth. The temps for tomorrow’s race will be in the mid-70s and sunny. So it should be a great weekend.

Here’s a few miscellaneous things I’ve been thinking about:

1. The last 3 miles of a half suck.

2. Relationships can have an expiration date.

3. If you want to know more about God, open your Bible (in whatever language).

4. When you can’t, God can.

5. Fireworks have nothing on the sparks of Christ’s grandeur.

6. I am never content. Deep within is the God-given urge to know God better and to worship Him face to face.

7. If you take God seriously, you ought to take Satan seriously.

8. Loving actions do speak louder than words. 

9. Always try to see the best in other people.

10. Age does not define me.

11. No matter what happens to me, God is always there.

12. Good art isn’t confined to a gallery any more than good drama is confined to a stage.

13. Friendships are serious business.

14. “No” is a sign God has something better for me.

15. Pursuing goals and ambitions that aren’t eternal is a game nobody ever wins.

16. Get comfortable with you own very special, unique looks.

17. Avoid bad advice from well-meaning people.

18. Serve God with all your heart and mind.

19. God won’t make your decisions for you.

20. Thankfully, wrong choices are forgivable.

21. “Come soon, Lord Jesus.”

22. Get along, except when you can’t.

23. If it’s mediocrity you want, it can be easily had.

24. The cross. The closer we live to it, the more truly we are alive.

25. Stay curious.

Well, bored stiff yet? Sorry, but the nice thing about a blog is you get to say whatever you want.

Y’all have a great holiday weekend, and stay awesome !
 

Friday, August 30

8:08 PM Are you done improving?

That’s a question I ask myself every day.

Are you done getting better?

I’m still getting better aged 67. Despite various setbacks, I refuse to stop moving. I’m planning on getting much better. As a man. As a Christian. As a dad and granddad. As a teacher. As an athlete. At 67 my window is closing. But it’s still open. The older I get the more I realize how much better I want to be. I have learned so much about life just in the past year. I have so many goals. I want to keep pushing to see what I can achieve. Good days, bad days, and everything in between keep me moving forward. I’ve got a lot of room for small growth.

We can never be done getting better.

Thank you, Lord! 

4:44 PM My buddy and I got in a nice 15-mile bike today in South Hill.

Our pace was kinda slow but neither of us felt like pushing it today.

The scenery was inspiring and we both enjoyed a pleasant ride. He’s off to the mountains tomorrow with his family, while I’m heading to the beach. On tap for tonight: Hosting my farm guests for dinner. Life is good.

8:24 AM The neat thing about the Virginia Beach Half is that it starts and ends on the boardwalk. Also, you get to run right through the middle of Camp Pendleton.

The problem there is that the Camp has absolutely zero shade. Thankfully, the course is flat, except for a bridge you have to run over twice.

The weather promises to be on the warm and sunny side, but with a race start of 6:30 am that shouldn’t be too bad. Thankfully there are tons of water stops along the way. This will be my third VB Half. I love the course and all the free stuff afterwards. At each mile you’re joined by a rock band. No shortage of bathrooms along the course either.

If you’re looking for a fun end-of-the-summer run, this is the one!

7:50 AM Today I got out the old surfboard and need to scrape off the old wax before I take it to the beach.

The Virginia Beach Half Marathon is on Sunday so I thought I’d hit the waves there tomorrow before I check in at my Airbnb. Sure, the latest reports say the waves are tiny, but we surfers are the ultimate optimists — “I just know there’s a huge swell coming!”

Surf legend Phil Edwards once famously said, “The best surfer out there is the one having the most fun.” I strongly agree. Like running, surfing is so much more than a sport. It’s a lifestyle. Surfing depends mostly on your location. When you live on a beach in Hawai’i it’s easy to surf daily. When you live 3 hours from the beach as I do now, it’s something you rarely do. But hopefully this weekend I’ve got time for a splash and dash.

Cowabunga, dude!  

6:10 AM I dropped out of Greek after only 3 weeks. That’s right. I thought to myself: What’s wrong with me? I should be able to get this. It’s not all that hard. I’m such a loser!

My second story: I took Greek from Moody Bible Institute by correspondence, passed it, and the rest, as they say, is history.

Here’s the deal. In both cases I did my best. I gave it my all. I studied my heart out. Eventually I made it and lesson learned:

Holy Shoddy Is Still Shoddy.

Just because it’s hard doesn’t give me the right to give it anything less than my best. The richness of life is found in moving out of your comfort zone. While sipping my coffee this morning, I read these words from Paul to the Colossians in The Message:

The sullen servant who does shoddy work will be held responsible. Being Christian doesn’t cover up bad work.

And this:

And, oh yes, tell Archippus, “Do your best in the job you received from the Master. Do your very best.”

If you’re in my beginning Greek class this semester and end up getting a C for the course, you can hold your head up high — if you have done your very best and tried your very hardest. Sure, there are risks. But faith takes the risks, without knowing where it is being led. Think of it as taking a trip without Google Maps. Or as a tried and true adventure. You have to go full bore. You have to quit holding out.

Become a risk-taker for God today, my friend.

Thursday, August 29

6:10 PM There’s a philosophy out there that says you need to run 26 miles in training before you run a marathon. For me, that’s way too much distance. So here’s what I’ve decided to do. I will run and cross train for the next 7 weeks but nothing as far as 26 miles. Tomorrow I plan a 10-mile bike. Then I’ll swim on Monday (Labor Day). Then I’ll run on Tuesday. As you can see, I like to trade off sports (cycling, swimming, running) to keep my interest up and my injuries down. I have the whole thing planned out, and this includes two more foot races before the big event in Chicago:

The Virginia Beach Half Marathon (this Sunday).

The Virginia 10-Miler (Sept. 28). 

I am going to try and resist the temptation to get bent out of shape if I miss a training day or two because of soreness or illness. That’s all in God’s hands anyway. No sense in becoming a slave to your training. Besides, it’s not about the mileage. It’s about the quality of your runs. Right now I feel pretty strong. I’m also watching my diet and my attitude. To be honest, we runners can become very competitive. We need to learn to cut ourselves some slack even as we push hard to accomplish our audacious goals. The main thing is to go into Chicago as prepared as I can be (that is, as prepared as “life” will allow me to be, and you never know what the future holds). If you have healthy eating habits, then you don’t need to worry too much about your weight. Just exercise consistently. My most glaring weaknesses (and I have many) are: (1) running while fatigued, and (2) running paces that are too fast. No doubt that’s a recipe for disaster. You can’t get there if you’re beating your body into submission. Bill Rodgers, who won Boston 4 times, now runs much slower and shorter distances. He’s happy just to compete for age group awards. Impatience and unrealistic expectations are the twin curses of the runner. Your running shouldn’t conform to anyone’s expectations but your own. I’m on a journey to a fitter and more active lifestyle. No need to push myself too hard.

For me, the half marathon is the perfect distance. Don’t get me wrong. A half is never easy. But they don’t leave you wiped out for the rest of the day like marathons do. As for the 10-mile distance, I really love this race too. The best thing about the Virginia 10-Miler is that it feels more like a social gathering than a race. Sure, you have the elites. But you might also see your dentist or your grocer. Both the half and the 10-miler are more about consistency than about a sprint to the finish.

As I said, I truly do love the half marathon distance. The mileage is doable yet I still feel challenged. The half is definitely my “comfort” distance!

1:02 PM Today’s training for Chicago involved a 45-minute workout at the Y.

My goal for Chicago, as I think I’ve mentioned here before, is just finishing the course. But I have the additional goal of running the distance in a specific amount of time. That is, if it’s a good day and the weather is just right. Maybe even a PR-kind of day. But you have to anticipate that things aren’t necessarily going to go your way. At some point in the race my goal might change to run only the miles that are left or even run to the next mile marker. You never know what your body will do at mile 20. What started out as a goal of, say, 5:00 becomes the goal of taking a single step. In the end, this uncertainty is what makes the sport such an adventure for me. That’s why I think the marathon is the perfect metaphor for life. No other distance so closely parallels the ups and downs of life. Learning to set reasonable goals is one of the most difficult things I’ve had to learn how to do. I’m still not very good at it. But, interestingly enough, as I think about my Chicago goals, I also find myself thinking about my life goals for today and tomorrow. That’s all for the good!

When I got back to the farm I started to play catch up with all of my farm chores. Right now I’m about halfway done but I decided to come indoors to grab some grub and check emails and texts. If I get an hour or two behind on emails and texts, I’m history. Here’s one of the nicest things I received all day.

Can anything be sweeter than a grandson and his pet chickens?

I love these pics. I get them on a regular basis from my kids. Grandchildren seem to bring a special joy to your every day life. They’re the “dots that connect the generations,” as someone once said. Boy, do I love them.

Okay, you can go back to whatever you were doing.

7:48 AM The reason I asked my NT Intro class to read my books The Jesus Paradigm for this week’s class and Seven Marks of a New Testament Church for next week’s class is not because I think people should agree with everything I say. I’ve always distrusted books that make church transformation out to be a piece of cake. As we saw in Acts yesterday, it wasn’t that way for the early church and it won’t be that way for us. There are no quick fixes. I hope I never convey that there are. At best, I hope the reading we do in class this semester (especially our reading from the New Testament) will serve to get the juices flowing in our congregations. The secret, I believe, is in unlocking the revolutionary potential in our membership. When people begin to use their spiritual gifts for mutual upbuilding, good things happen. With church reformation, we strive to integrate what needs integrating, no more and no less, no sooner and no later. Workable decisions, even if imperfect, are better than “perfect” solutions. People need to serve from within, not from a feeling of obligation. We simply surrender to the divine calling in our lives. And when we do, we hold nothing back. When we discover our soul’s calling, we commit unambiguously to it. We live and act from the certainty that God is fully present in the ordinary details of our lives. Even when we miss the mark, we fail bravely. We learn and grow from our mistakes. Life on this planet is one of constant growth. So let’s never forget: Our calling is simply to be like Jesus, mimicking the life He lived 2,000 years ago.

In my books I call this the “downward path of Jesus.” As Christ-followers, it’s in our DNA to complete what Jesus began. It’s not about instant change. It’s about unfolding more and more truth and obedience into our reality than we had before.

6:50 AM I don’t get it. Why does everybody act so serious when they’re studying Greek? My classroom philosophy can be summed up in one word: Fun. We’ll laugh. A lot. Mostly at ourselves.

Which got me to thinking. Are there unwritten rules about the classroom? Here are a few I can think of:

1. “Don’t take yourself too seriously. No one else does.” This is an actual quote from one of my profs at Biola. And it’s true. Lighten up, folks.

2. Don’t over-study. Work on this week’s assignment, not next week’s. As we said in Greek 1 class on Tuesday, Greek is a marathon. There are 26 chapters in our textbook. Which means we will take one “mile” (chapter) at a time. No need to rush.

3. Don’t whine. We all know that language study is grueling. We all so want it to be done. So put your head down and trudge on. We’ll be right there with you.

4. Don’t go it alone. You are running this race with others. It was so encouraging to see after class a group of ladies talking about studying Greek together this semester. You know what? Each of them will be the better for it. Be sure to seek help if you begin to fall behind. I can tutor you. So can my assistant. So can others.

5. Don’t fib about your abilities. Some of us (like me) struggle to learn foreign languages. But it can still be done.

6. Finally, remember to tell your prof how much you like his textbook — and him. (The word “brilliant” works well.)

I know I’m bad at languages, yet I still love them. I love them as much as I love running. Every year, more than 40,000 people come to Chicago to travel 26.2 miles through its boroughs, on foot. For none of them is running easy. It’s clear to me that I’ll never have a runner’s body, no matter how many miles I run. So instead I’m concentrating on enjoying the journey. I’m worrying more about the product and less about the packaging. Maybe if I act like a runner I’ll become one some day.

Studying Greek is a series of tiny victories and defeats. And both are only as important as you make them out to be. 

Wednesday, August 28

8:04 PM We sent this off to the publisher today. Final draft. The hay is in the barn!

Oddly enough, this will be the third book I’ve published that has the word “linguistics” in its title. I can’t thank my co-editor and each of the contributors enough. All this to say that I think the future of New Testament Greek studies is in good hands with these writers. Glory to God.

7:25 PM Hey virtual friends! You are welcome in advance for me not posting any pictures of my 3 days on campus. I was simply too caught up in the excitement of the beginning of a new semester to even think about snapping photos of my classes or the lunches I enjoyed with colleagues. I am going to go out on a limb and assume that I’m not the only one who gets super excited to be back on campus after a long hiatus. I am so overwhelmed by the potential I see everywhere I look. You know where I’m going with this. I love teaching. I especially love teaching the Bible because Scripture is the scepter by which King Jesus rules His church. Let’s never forget Christ’s promise that His Spirit will lead us into “all truth.” Liberals insist that truth is unknowable. But the authority of Christ and the authority of Scripture are intertwined. I am so thankful for colleagues who are willing to submit to the authority of Christ, which is another way of saying they are willing to submit to the authority of Scripture. When 650 evangelicals (I was among them) gathered at TEDS in 1989 for a consultation called “Evangelical Affirmations,” we affirmed: “Evangelicals hold the Bible to be God’s Word and therefore completely true and trustworthy.” Of course, we were referring to Scripture as correctly interpreted. Simply put, a text cannot mean what its author never intended it to mean. And that’s why I revel in teaching classes in New Testament Introduction or Elementary Greek or Advanced Greek Grammar. We evangelicals are Bible people, first and foremost, now and always. The Holy Spirit is the Spirit of truth, and we can hope through prayer and study to grow more and more in our understanding of what God’s will is for the church.

I can hardly fail to be stirred by the passion for truth I sense among our student body. And to think that I get to equip them with tools that will hopefully help them interpret and apply the Bible. Why, this is just beyond my imagination! My point in this is that a new semester is a good time to give thanks. Thanks for the power of God’s grace. Thanks that God is growing my soul and filling it with Himself. Thanks that I have endured pain. Thanks that I’ve found meaning in loss. Thanks that I have changed and grown. Thanks that I wake up every morning joyful. Thanks that I have the honor of being a classroom teacher. Thanks that Becky is in heaven because she believed in Jesus. Thanks that heaven is my true home however good life on this farm seems to be. Thanks that I am never alone but am a member of a great community of people who love Jesus. Thanks that I am the Lord’s and that He is mine. Thanks for the inspiration I draw from my colleagues and friends. Thanks for the gift of brokenness, because brokenness forces me to find a source of love outside of myself. Thanks for kids and grandkids who love me.

I’m a bit tired after ministering on campus for 3 days. That’s okay. Tomorrow I will have my strength back again. It will be time to get back to the gym. It will be time to get caught up on my farm chores. It will be time to welcome a family to Maple Ridge for a retreat. It will be time to gear up for Sunday’s half marathon in Virginia Beach. I can’t wait to see how I do. I imagine it’s like taking a Greek class for the very first time: You’re excited and scared at the same time. And to think: You actually pay to engage in this type of suffering.

My motto these days is “Keep It Simple Stupid.” (Sorry I called you stupid.) Friend, there’s no time like the present to “be all there.” Rise up and do what it takes. I know I will. However, be ready for anything. Life is always full of surprises!

Monday, August 26

6:58 AM So today begins my class called (officially) Advanced Greek Grammar, which is actually a course in Greek linguistics. I know I called my 1988 bookLinguistics for Students of New Testament Greek, but like the rest of the book, the title is questionable. There’s no way to say everything that needs to be said about linguistics in a brief book like that. Moreover, the author wasn’t, isn’t, and never will be a linguist in the technical sense of the term. I know this creates a lot of confusion when someone like me is invited to speak to linguistics majors (like my speech next month at Liberty U.), but let the organizers figure that one out.

The one thing I most certainly am not is a purist. The purists in the academic world would suggest I have nothing to say. To be fair, they are right, in a sense. I haven’t had a single class in linguistics. Ever. The elitist view of linguistics suggests that no one should ever do anything unless they can do it at the highest level. There are elitists in every field. Some elite marathoners think that slow runners like me are ruining their sport. I would simply ask them: What about that person who needed a challenge in their life? Who, like me, never thought they could run a marathon, and then did. That makes it a victory for all of us. Incidentally, the one thing you will never hear your fellow runners say to you after a race is, “What was your time?” That doesn’t matter. At all. You showed up. You tried. You gave it your all. And somehow, you finished.

Greek students, that’s what I’m asking of you this semester. Remember: A twelve-minute mile is just as far as a six-minute mile. So what if your “run” isn’t much faster than a walk with a good tailwind. Run your race this semester. Be the best linguist you can possibly be. God’s word demands it. We all have a lot to learn from professional linguists about how language works. And maybe even from rank amateurs like me.

By the way, the sunrise this morning was out of this world.

Spontaneous worship can break out at any time, any place. Spread before us from horizon to horizon are these little reminders of God’s care over His creation, including us. “If you have never heard the mountains singing, or seen the trees of the fields clapping their hands,” wrote McCandlish Phillips, “do not think because of that they don’t.” This morning I heard the skies singing and wanted to add my own accompaniment.

Yesterday I talked about Grimm’s Law. To apply it, you need to know this little chart. I’m posting it here because I couldn’t find one on Google Images. The key is to go one step counter-clockwise. Try it with the verb pherō.

Blessings,

Dave

Sunday, August 25

10:14 PM Tonight I saw a new release called Overcomer. It’s a touching film that gets to the heart of what it means to be a Christian: forgiveness. I know of no more staggering and humbling truth than that God has forgiven me of my sins through His Son. In turn, a Christian is characterized by a willingness to forgive.

The film powerfully illustrates the foolishness of saying no to our Father in heaven. We are given the choice, day by day, to trust Him, even for those things in our lives that seem so destructive. The acting in this movie is superb. And the Gospel comes through loud and clear. I encourage you all to see this poignant and powerful film.

1:58 PM Is linguistics descriptive or prescriptive? Before you say the former, it’s actually both. With linguists, languages are generally approached descriptively. But the science of linguistics can also be employed prescriptively. Languages, indeed, have their own “rules.” One of the most important of these is called Grimm’s Law. Grimm’s Law will figure very prominently in tomorrow night’s Advanced Greek Grammar class when I ask my students to come up with an English cognate or derivative for every one of the Greek words found in Eph. 1:1-2.

Yes, this is actually possible! So let’s not argue about whether there are “rules” in languages. Of course, attitudes toward “correctness” in language are not shaped solely by grammars. To a large degree, it is language usage that determines rightness or wrongness in language. For example, formal and ordinary language registers may lead to two different languages being formed. The colloquial form of the language is not a “corruption” of the language preferred by the elites. As you know, I grew up in a milieu of diglossia, where about half of us who lived in Hawai’i could speak both Standard English and Hawaiian Creole (Pidgin). The latter is sometimes thought to contain numerous “mistakes” or “infelicities” of English. In Pidgin, for instance, we say “shave ice” instead of “shaved ice.” Actually, this is perfectly understandable as there has long been a tendency in English to drop the -ed suffix in words that belong to noun phrases. To wit:

Whip cream = whipped cream

Cream corn = Creamed corn

Roast beef = roasted beef

Wax paper = waxed paper

Skim milk = skimmed milk

Where I live in Southern Virginia, final “g-dropping” with verbs is the norm even among highly educated speakers of English.

And the list goes on and on. When it comes to the study of Koine Greek, the fact is that many of the “exceptions to the rule” have their own rules. And this is precisely where Greek phonology can help us — hence our little exercise in the opening greeting of Ephesians. I want my students to see that linguistics is a cognitive science that provides a link between the humanities and the social sciences.

What fun!

6:18 AM Today I am definitely not working out. Of course, if I had to get up hay today (which I don’t), I would. Life goes on whether or not you’ve just run a half. But wisdom tells me I need to take a day or two off from exercise. The whole idea is about listening to your body. Besides, I’ve got plenty of other stuff to do. By the way, this week a couple from the seminary will be staying at the farm for a bit of R & R. Years ago Becky and I dedicated Maple Ridge as a place of prayer, rest, and restoration. The goal is for retreatants to strengthen their relationship with Jesus Christ. Plus have lots of fun butting heads with the goats.

Originally build in 1810, Maple Ridge has been completely renovated and is equipped with such modern amenities as air conditioning and a complete kitchen. We designed it to accommodate larger families on retreat or those needing temporary housing. They can stay at Maple Ridge from a few days up to 6 months, free of charge. These families are sometimes in a period of transition or adjustment. Maple Ridge is a safe shelter in which to put body and soul back together and to seek guidance from the Lord for the next step.

So glad to see Becky’s vision still bearing fruit!

5:34 AM This Wednesday in our NT 2 class we’ll begin our discussion of Acts and will hone in on ecclesiology. To begin with, students will read my The Jesus Paradigm as well as Seven Marks of a New Testament Church. On Wednesday, one of our topics will be the concept of “primus inter pares” — first among equals. Here are some slides I’ll be sharing with the class. They are based on Alexander Strauch’s definitive work Biblical Eldership.

The overriding principle I’m trying to bring to the table is: Pastoral ministry is a “fellowship of leadership.” The expression is Michael Green’s. I once heard Green speak about this in chapel, and he also served as a priest in a nearby Anglican church in Raleigh. Green argues that both democracy (which leads to shared incompetence) and monarchy (which leads to suppression of initiative) is bad for a congregation. “What is needed is a leadership team accountable to God and the congregation; a team which will lead and enable each member to achieve his or her full potential and use that in God’s service” (Adventure of Faith, p. 86). Some argue that this leadership team itself needs a leader. “Every healthy organization has someone at the top.” I fully agree. And every local church has such a Senior Pastor (see 1 Pet. 5:4). That’s why I’m suggesting we might want to try avoiding the language of “senior” or “lead” pastor and instead consider using “co-pastor” or even what Peter uses in 1 Pet. 5:1: “fellow elder.” The fact is, all of us need to be serving the Lord Christ. “You need a fellowship of leadership to model that sort of thing and to help it come about” (Green again).

So do I agree with the idea of primus inter pares? Absolutely. In Christ we have a Lead Pastor but sadly our nomenclature too often masks that reality. He is, however, ready to assume that honor if we will but allow Him.

P.S. Here’s an example that just came to mind. You’re the senior or lead pastor of a multi-staffed church and have been invited to speak at a convention. Each of your staff pastors are considered elders (co-equal and non-hierarchical) but your church masthead cites you as the senior or lead pastor. When asked how you would like to be identified in the convention program, list yourself as co-pastor. In the first place, this is true: you are one of several pastor-elders. In the second place, you will be willingly receding into the group — which is precisely what Peter (the most prominent of Jesus’ apostles) seems to be doing in 1 Pet. 5:1 when he refers to himself as a “fellow elder.”

“Co-undershepherd” would also work but that’s a little wordy!

Saturday, August 24

5:28 PM Without a doubt, today’s half in Ashland was one of the best races I’ve ever participated it.

The weather was overcast and cool — perfect for a 13.1 mile run. Packet pickup this morning was a breeze. There were only about 1,000 runners so there were no corrals to line up in. I placed myself about 2/3rds of the way back and was able to start my run at just the right pace without being pushed forward by the crowd. I loved the course, especially when an Amtrak went by!

At almost every turn there were spectators, and they were loud and tons of fun. Once we got out into the country, there were a few rolling hills, but nothing stood out as being exceptionally challenging. I ran the entire race except for the aid stations, which were placed every 2-3 miles. They were well stocked with water and Gatorade. A slight downhill made for a strong push at the end. All the people cheering for you made the last 1/3 mile fly by. The medal was pretty nice.

You also got the standard race shirt. I spent the next half hour basking in the glory of my finish time.

This is about 11 minutes slower than my PR, but I didn’t want to push myself too hard. It’s not easy for me to describe how I felt during the race, but perhaps the best word is joy. Joy in the Lord. Joy in the health He’s so undeservedly given me. Joy in feeling the wind and seeing the corn and bean fields. Joy in knowing that my body could still do this. Here are a few more pictures. I realize I have a billion more I could show you, but these are enough to bore you to tears.

1) Airbnb is so great. I got this room (with a private bath and balcony) for only $59.00. The house reminded me so much of Maple Ridge here on the farm.

2) I snapped this pic at around mile 9.

At this point in the race, nobody is passing anybody else and nobody is being passed. Everybody has settled into a rhythm. Everyone is relaxed. We were all running a 12-minute pace. This happens in just about every race you run. You see the same people for the last half of the race. I’d love to have been able to talk with them, but at this stage of the game you’re too focused on finishing to converse.

3) This was an amazing race for me. I felt incredible cardio-wise and had absolutely no pain anywhere afterwards.

I think I got some confidence back after the health issues I faced between May and July. One of the hardest things to do after you’re injured is to get your mojo back. Nothing is more rewarding than to be able to trust your body again. Sure, there were a couple of times when I was tempted to go faster than I should have in order to try and break my old half marathon PR. But I realized that if I did that I couldn’t face myself in the mirror after the race. How encouraging it is to know that you can run “within yourself” and not have any regrets when the race is over. After the race I had that utterly fabulous feeling (endomorphs?) when you think you can go on forever!

Well, another race in the books. Half #19. If you’re looking for a fast race with lots of scenery, this one’s for you. I met my goal of finishing and having fun. Mile after mile I fell in step with some awesome people of all ages, shapes, and levels of ability. Running gives me community and a way to improve my health. Running a half marathon is a crash course in gratitude, perseverance, patience, and the rewarding feeling of knowing you’ve pushed through but not to the point where you’ve injured your body. I’m not a gifted athlete (the understatement of the year), but I am dogged. And in a long distance race, you can take that quality a very long way. I actually yearn for those moments in life when my mettle is tested or when I am asked to persevere despite overwhelming challenges. These are the times when I can feel Him beside me, and heaven comes down and touches earth.

Thanks so much to the race organizers for putting on a first-class event. And thank You, Jesus, for running every step of the way with me today.

Friday, August 23

12:48 PM Here’s a recap of today’s visit with the neurologist at Duke. The good news is that my motor functions and nervous system seem to be working just fine. He thinks there might be some minor nerve damage in my feet. Not sure. Story of my life. So he’s ordered an MRI of the lumbar spine as well as a Nerve Conduction Test. I’m not sure either test will do any good but the more information you have the better you can deal with the issue, right? Now I just have to wait for the insurance company to approve these procedures. Keeping fingers and (partially numb) feet crossed. Hoping it’s nothing too serious. A least the doc said I can continue running and being active.

How’s that for an update?

The only other news around here is that my old GE refrigerator is on its way to the landfill or the metal resellers or wherever. It served me well for going on 15 years.

Tomorrow is the half in Ashland. No sense in freaking out now. You just have to trust your training to get you through. My primary race goal is to smile and have fun. I realize that at some points during the race that will be well nigh impossible. That’s okay. Finishing is winning.

7:22 AM There’s a touch of fall in the air this morning.

A pleasant day indeed to read Ephesians in The Message.

I like how Peterson renders 4:11-12: “He handed out gifts of apostle, prophet, evangelist, and pastor-teacher to train Christians in skilled servant work.” Nicely done. I might have translated the purpose clause as “to prepare God’s people for works of service.” I’d love to camp out on this for a while but I’ve got to get to my neurology appointment in Durham. More later.

6:20 AM Can anything top reading A. T. Robertson’s Big Grammar at 6:00 am?

I remember reading this book for the first time in seminary. Today, I’m intrigued that it’s still in print. The modern revolution in Greek linguistics has not come about because we have all kinds of novel ideas but because we are building on a foundation laid in the past. There is real value in reading an old book like this one. At least, there would be if teachers required it. Robertson’s greatest strength, of course, is also his greatest weakness. Linguistics is much more than historical-comparative philology. But he was a man of his time, and by all measures his book represented a real breakthrough. That he does not do this in simple, nontechnical language may be a stumbling block to some. Actually, I find Robertson eminently readable. I love his heavy, Teutonic prose. I love his Latin and German and French quotes. There is no sniff of stifling fundamentalism among his chapters. In so many ways, Robertson embodies what a good philologist should be but frequently is not.

You can see that I’m taking thorough notes (in green) of chapters 1-2. These notes will form the basis for a quiz over this material in my Advanced Greek Grammar class. A “fun” quiz, mind you — meaning one that doesn’t count for a grade, though the student with the highest quiz score will receive one of my books for free. Here’s one of the questions:

Robertson held that Greek was “the most perfect organ of human speech.” True or false? 

How would you answer that?

I’ve written a number of books on Greek, but I am a grammarian by mistake. It was by reading Robertson and Moulton and Zerwick and others that I felt led to enter the fray. I discovered that books like Linguistics for Students of New Testament Greek evoked an enormous response. I had not yet cottoned on to the fact that linguistics was then sweeping all over the scholarly guild. Once I realized that, I found myself writing more and more about discourse analysis, morphology, semantics, etc. That said, I’m not a huge fan of my book on linguistics. It really wasn’t all that good, but surprisingly it’s stayed in print for over 30 years. I think the time has come for a replacement, don’t you? Maybe you will be the one to write it.

5:56 AM “… whether I spend my days in India or America, I desire to spend them in the service of God, and be prepared to spend an eternity in his presence.” A. J.

5:45 AM “I am a creature of God, and he has an undoubted right to do with me, as seemeth good in his sight…. He has my heart in his hands, and when I am called to face danger, to pass through scenes of terror and distress, he can inspire with me with fortitude, and enable me to trust in him.” A. J.

5:20 AM “O how different were my views of myself and my God, from what they were, when I first began to inquire what I should do to be saved. I felt myself to be a poor lost sinner…. This view of myself humbled me in the dust, melted me into sorrow and contrition for my sins, induced me to lay my soul at the feet of Christ, and plead his merits alone, as the ground of my acceptance.” Ann Judson.

Thursday, August 22

5:35 PM Seminary and college convocation was today. I belong to a community that seeks to inspire men and women to live and learn the example of Christ. Sometimes that example is best seen in the lives of real-life human beings like Ann Hasseltine Judson, the wife of Adoniram Judson. Danny Akin’s message on this subject was, in short, powerfully humbling and convicting. Had there been an altar call after the message, I’m sure people would have flooded to the front. I know I would have. I still can’t believe that for years I had missed something so central. It was Jesus’ un-normal ideas that made Him so unique. Follow me? Be prepared to give up everything. If you’re Ann Judson, be prepared to die at the age of 37 in Burma. Carrying out the ministry of Christ in this earth is somehow always mingled with the concept of death. Death to self, at the very least. Broken so you can feed someone else. Not what I envisioned when I became a Christian in 1960. But that is what Jesus is teaching me through His cherished servants like Ann and Adoniram Judson.

I assure you, if you listen to today’s chapel message, you will be deeply touched. Our holy Savior said it well: “What you have is not yours. So give it up, give it all up. Because once you come to the end of yourself, once you hit bottom, it is surprisingly peaceful down here.”

Jesus is our only hope and inheritance. His followers glory and boast in Him despite crushing instability and hardship. Ann Judson lived on the margins and paid for it. But by becoming broken and poured out for others, she redefined for the church the nature of greatness. Our only hope, people, is to follow the example of Jesus and get back out into the world from which He rescued us, winning people over with our scandalous love and a lifestyle that makes them sit up and listen.

Here’s thelink to today’s message. Danny’s text was Psalm 142:1-7. I jotted down the following outline:

1) God hears the cries of your heart.

2) God knows what you are going through.

3) God will deliver you as your Refuge.

Below: Welcoming our new students to the seminary and college. Looking forward to getting to know all of you! 

Wednesday, August 21

7:08 PM Only 7 weeks to go before I run in the world famous Chicago Marathon. It’s hard for me to even describe what it’s like to finish a marathon. You’re exhausted but you love it. I have such a supportive family and I don’t take that for granted. The Chicago Marathon is a world class event. The course is said to be fast, well attended by spectators, and fun. I go into this marathon knowing that it will be a while before I run another one. I’m down to one marathon a year, remember? I’m already nervous. Marathons are the hardest things I’ve ever done. But that’s kind of the point, right? I’m not doing Chicago because it’s easy. I know the miles will hurt. I know I’ll have to push myself to finish. I know I’ll have to be mentally tough. Most of all, the marathon will teach me humility. Everybody faces obstacles in life. When we’re faced with seemingly insurmountable odds, we must quit listening to the mockers and naysayers and shout, “With God’s strength, I can!” His help is always but a prayer away. If you’re after mediocrity in life, it can be easily had. But if you’re going after excellence, no matter what the field, you have to work at it with all your might. Nothing is too difficult for God. The very problems we fret most about are the very things we need to trust God with. If you think you’ve got it tough, read 2 Cor. 11:24-33. Paul endured beatings, shipwrecks, imprisonments, beatings, and threats in his own race of life. Yet he endured and persevered through every bout of despair. Like marriage, our relationship with God will be marked by hardships and heartaches. And yet the rewards of faithful love are worth the perseverance it requires to develop them.

I learn from every marathon I run. The marathon tests my character each and every time. But if I do my best, I’ll mature not only as a runner but as a human being and follower of Jesus.

The marathon — what an inspiration! 

4:42 PM What a funny day it’s been today. Not as in “funny ha ha” but as in funny weird.

1) Yesterday my refrigerator went out on me just like that. But “coincidentally,” Lowe’s was running a sale on new refrigerators. They were marking off 30 percent until 9:00 pm tonight. It will be delivered Friday. How kind of you, Lord!

2) My favorite slippers broke this morning. I mean, I had those things for maybe 25 years. I caught one of them on a floor board in the house today and, again, just like that, they were history. Sob. The good news is that I found a new pair at Wal-Mart that fit me perfectly. Snazzy, huh!

3) Yesterday I ordered a book on Amazon Prime and it cametoday. It usually takes two days for Amazon Prime to deliver. Wow. That’s crazy! 

4) Finally, I went to bush hog the pastures today and the donks just wouldn’t leave me alone. Weird! Maybe they think this machine has carrots or something. I had to shoo them away like they were flies. Poor babies.

So you see, it’s been a really weird day. Almost as weird as Hawai’i having Interstate Highways!

5:58 AM Next month I’m giving two rather major talks, one at Liberty University and one at Clearview Church. Like you, I’ve got pet peeves about public speaking. For my whole Christian life I’ve listened to sermons and lectures. All too often the speakers were “pumping sunshine” (as we used to say in California). We the People are obviously not stupid. We can tell if you know your subject. We can see whether or not you’re really passionate about what you’re saying or just reading a lecture someone else wrote for you. When I was at Biola, my CE prof once told me, “Dave, there are no boring teachers. If they’re boring, they’re not teachers.” If you’re familiar with TED Talks, then you’re probably familiar with their Ten Commandments:

Thou Shalt Not Simply Trot Out thy Usual Shtick.

Thou Shalt Dream a Great Dream, or Show Forth a Wondrous New Thing, Or Share Something Thou Hast Never Shared Before.

Thou Shalt Reveal thy Curiosity and Thy Passion.

Thou Shalt Tell a Story.

Thou Shalt Freely Comment on the Utterances of Other Speakers for the Sake of Blessed Connection and Exquisite Controversy.

Thou Shalt Not Flaunt thine Ego.

Be Thou Vulnerable. Speak of thy Failure as well as thy Success.

Thou Shalt Not Sell from the Stage: Neither thy Company, thy Goods, thy Writings, nor thy Desperate need for Funding; Lest Thou be Cast Aside into Outer Darkness.

Thou Shalt Remember all the while: Laughter is Good.

Thou Shalt Not Read thy Speech.

Thou Shalt Not Steal the Time of Them that Follow Thee.

The ninth one (in red) may well be the most important.I’m about 100 percent positive that public speakers would make a 100 percent greater impact on their audiences if they simply got rid of their notes. Pay attention to the people you’re trying to reach. Look them in the eye. “Read” their reactions. And do it authentically. You say, “How is that done?” Watch a TED Talk and you’ll see how. They are the most popular lectures on the web. They’ve been called “spectacles for smart people.” Their motto is “Ideas worth spreading.”

Which means, when a TED-talker is done speaking, you have a strong urge to share what you just heard with others. Speakers are genuinely “speaking” — not lecturing or scolding or shouting. Their content is great. And the information is not coming from the canteen of Saturday night but from a reservoir of knowledge and expertise.

TED Talks take the audience on a journey. I’ve enjoyed a good many excursions myself — which is why I’m pretty much a hopeless TED Head.

5:20 AM Sitting here wide awake since 4:00 am, there’s too much in my heart to keep it there. So I turn to my blog, as I always do, to let it overflow even though it’s just cobwebs and echoes. Since Becky’s death I’ve had to make an investment in a “new self” as it were. I’ve had to struggle with such questions as, “Why am I here?” “What parts of me died with Becky and what parts didn’t?” “What’s the meaning of my new-found bachelorhood?” Thankfully, in the midst of all these questions (and many more like them) there has also been an amazing level of consistency — my work, my family, my farm, my writing and publishing. But at times it felt like I was only going through the motions. I needed to find new passages to a new self. I needed new dreams.

Life offers us many new and rich and varied opportunities if we will only look for them. Since that fateful day in November 2013, I’ve fought a battle against sameness. I needed to find new ways to make a difference in people’s lives. I guess that’s one reason I’ve enjoyed running so much. Or why I like going to the gym. My days are full of firsts again. It’s like learning how to surf all over again, or learning Greek all over again, or riding horses all over again. I’ve also had more time for intimacy with the Lord, exploring new ideas with my publishers, and trying out new foods. I can speak from personal experience when I say that growing older doesn’t mean you have to slow down and stagnate. Even a 67-year old widower can sprout new foliage and choose a new direction. In a sense, in moving forward I’ve turned to the past — witness my trips to Hawaii since Becky died. Waking up morning after morning at Kailua Beach to squint at the endless horizon and the sun rising over the Mokulua Islands works wonders with a sagging spirit. Sitting for hours on a surfboard has given me time to decode the mindboggling changes I’ve experienced in my life. 

So as I’m aging, I’m also trying to outwit it. I’m writing a new map of my life, eager to travel the new passages the Lord has designed for me in His sovereignty and love, recognizing that each new change is a passport to renewal. For far too many men, their whole identity is tied up with the status they’ve achieved so far. That’s not what I want. As far as I’m concerned, 67 is the new 47. I’m not ready to accept “old age.” Where’s the adventure in that? No, I’ve got too much tread left in this old carcass of mine to coast through my 60s. 60s did you say? In my mind’s eye I’m still that 19-year old who left Hawaii for Biola or that 26-year old who married a gorgeous lady from Texas or that 31-year old who received his doctorate in Europe. The 20-somethings who leave me in the dust during my races ain’t got nothin’ on me. I’ve got more wisdom and I’m probably tons happier too. I can still manage to pump blood and oxygen around my circulatory system with the best of them. Sure, I’ve got my inner battles (as do you), but today I’m more comfortable with uncertainty and I feel far more diversified on the outside and far more unified on the inside.

The only thing I’m having difficulty understanding is why people like you would even be faintly interested in anything I write here on this blog. Maybe it’s curiosity. Maybe you want to know what a major life-passage looks like. If so, that’s normal and necessary. Glad I can be of service! But listen, folks, there are no rules for aging today. The answer to the manhood puzzle must come from within. If there is a key to successfully negotiating the aging process, it’s to be geared toward goals that are larger than yourself. Go where your spirit (and the Spirit) leads you. Stand apart from the crowd. Like William Wallace, be willing to risk your life for what you believe in. At the same time, discover your nurturing side. You can’t help everybody but you can help someone.

To speak of aging as being “over the hill” is as absurd as it is destructive. God has a purpose for our lives regardless of our age. The greatest joy in life comes from seeking His will and then obeying it to the very best of our God-given ability. “I find my zenith doth depend upon a most auspicious star,” spoke Prospero in Shakespeare’s The Tempest, “whose influence if I now court not, but omit, my fortunes will ever after droop.” Friend, there is still time to redirect your life toward that Star, the Lord Jesus Christ. Health never lasts. But influence can outlast our mortality.

Tuesday, August 20

5:14 PM It happened to me again today. I had a bad run. I felt out of it. I felt lazy. I felt heavy. Am I overtraining? Sleep deprived? Just plain lazy? I can’t seem to pinpoint any cause. I wanted to go 10 miles but ended up cutting my run short and finished only 7. I knew I just had to keep moving and I would finish. This little doe agreed. 

I finished the miles, but it was painfully slow. I’m happy that this happened during training and not during a race. When I got back home I decided to do some yard work to get my mind off of my run. The trees needed trimming, the water troughs needing cleaning out, the weeds needed some Round Up, etc. It was just what the doctor ordered. Worked like a charm. I feel great again, and the house and yard look pretty good as well.

Thankfully, one bad run doesn’t define you. And thank God for all the clichés we runners are fond of, like “You don’t have to run, Dave, you get to run!” There are people who’d give everything they have to be able to run or even walk. Suck it up, Dave. Be thankful for what you do have. Embrace the hard. Remember that tomorrow will be better. And if you need a little encouragement, read the Word. Like this snippet from 3 John.

John uses “love” language 3 times in the letter’s opening verses to describe his friend Gaius. Three times!

… to Gaius my beloved

… whom I love

… beloved

Love is one of those words that’s difficult to define. I saw a cartoon the other day of a guy chomping on a piece of fried chicken and a gal eating a vegan meal. The caption over both was, “I love animals.” You can say you love your spouse and love going to basketball games. But what is love? It’s not just a mark of a Christian but the mark. It’s sort of like God’s DNA in our lives. The elder John was eager to tell Gaius how loved he was. Have you told God you love Him today? He wants to know. But remember: a child’s loving actions speak louder than words. 

Tomorrow I plan to cycle 10 miles while I’m having the oil changed in my van. Cycling perfectly complements running. It offers a non-impact activity that works opposing muscle groups. It also trains your cardiovascular system without adding more stress to your body. I like to cross train, but when I do I miss running. But it’s the very fact that I’m not running that allows my body to rest. I also try to work in swimming.

What do you do for exercise?

Do you cross train?

Ever have a bad day? What do you do to relieve your stress?

7:45 AM In less than a week our Advanced Greek Grammar class will begin. We’ll meet on Monday nights from 6:30-9:20. We’ll be studying the little book of 3 John as well as going through a goodly number of advanced grammars. The first night of class should be interesting. What do I have planned? Plenty of sight reading. Oral recitation. English to Greek composition. Discussion of Robertson and Runge and a host of other authors. Two students will give presentations. Of course, we’ll read through 3 John in one sitting. And students will begin to think about their paper topic. That topic has to be based on 3 John, which, as you know, talks a lot about Christian eldership/leadership. Historically, the church has oscillated between two extremes when it comes to leadership. These two extremes have been called clericalism and anti-clericalism. If you hold to clericalism, you tend to see pastors as monopolizing leadership and ministry. If you hold to anti-clericalism, you tend to see clergy as redundant. 3 John has a lot to say about local church leadership. In fact, if I could, I would require my students to read Alexander Strauch’s magnificent book Biblical Eldership, if for no other reason than it avoids both extreme positions. We have to try and maintain a balance between every member ministry (think of Paul’s body analogy) and Christ’s delegation of leadership to qualified under-shepherds.

As I begin my 43rd year of teaching, I’ve asked myself, “What can I say about 21st century leadership that needs to be said?” The godly leader in 3 John, Gaius, is said to walk in the truth, love the brothers and sisters, and entertain strangers. On the other hand, a leader named Diotrephes is portrayed as loving himself more than others and refusing to welcome the traveling evangelists. In other words, doctrinal heresy does not seem to be in view. Rather, personal ambition had caused the problem. Students in our class can pick from any number of topics for their paper based on 3 John, but I sincerely hope one of them will do a detailed word study of the verb philoprōteuō, which is used in verse 9. For one thing, there’s the question about the best way to translate this word. The versions differ somewhat:

NIV: “who loves to be first”

NLT: “who loves to be the leader”

ESV: “who likes to put himself first”

CSB: “who loves to have first place”

GNT: “who likes to be their leader”

ISV: “who loves to be in charge”

HWP: “like be da boss”

SCH2000: “der Erste sein möchte”

HOF: “die führende Rolle spielen möchte”

RVR1960: “tener el primer lugar”

SG21: “être le premier”

NTLH: “que deseja ser o líder”

VULGATE: “qui amat primatum gerere”

The difference between “liking to be leader” and “loves to be in charge” is considerable. The context seems to indicate that Diotrephes is singled out by name because he had not only sought to undermine the apostle John’s person and position but had also wanted to have the preeminence. He apparently did not share Paul’s desire that in all things Christ should have the supremacy (Col. 1:18). His refusal to welcome and assist the traveling evangelists had simply unmasked a deeper problem, that of self-love.

Many lessons can be drawn here. Perhaps one of them is this: I am convinced that leaders need a safe place where they can share their struggles with people who can guide them ever deeper into the Father’s love. This doesn’t mean that pastors must bring their faults and temptations before the congregation at every turn. It means, rather, that ministers (meaning all of us) are called to minister with their whole being, including their broken selves. The pedestals that we have erected in our churches have become nightmares. What if we freed ourselves and our church leaders to be ordinary men and women? Spiritual pride thrives where pastors are deemed untouchable. This might all sound very unrealistic, but all of us, Christian leaders included, are called to live in the body, not only our own physical bodies but also in the corporate community. The leadership that Jesus speaks of is radically different from the leadership practiced in the world. It is, as Alexander Strauch says, a servant leadership in which leaders are vulnerable servants who need the people as much as they need each other. 

What ever happened to Diotrephes? We don’t know. But his spirit lives on. It lives on in my heart. It dawns on me as I begin another year of teaching that much of what I say in class will likely not be remembered. It’s my example (or failure to set a good example) that will be remembered. I hope that Jesus will become real and present in my classes this semester. I’m a slow learner. Old patterns and habits are not easy to give up. I pray that what we learn in our Advanced Greek class will not only be good grammar and syntax but also something that helps all of us catch a glimpse of what a truly godly leader looks like.

P.S. A pastor friend of mine told me about this book yesterday. I just ordered it.

I think the table of contents is revealing:

Section One: Brokenness

Section Two: Uncommon Communion

Section Three: Servanthood as an Identity

Section Four: Radical Immediate Obedience

Under leaders like this, I believe the church can be the safe family that God intended for it to be. It really can.

P.P.S. As I sit here writing this post I am doing what all runners do, obsessing about the weather for Saturday’s half marathon. Here’s the latest forecast for Richmond and its environs.

Wow. Rainy and hot — until Saturday, when things dry off and cool down considerably. I know things can change between now and then, but for now I’m excited and grateful. I just think running is that much harder when you’re fighting not only your own body but also the elements, such as heat and humidity. I run all year round. This isn’t a bragamony, just a fact. But I’d be lying if I didn’t tell you that it takes tons of mental fortitude to run when the weather is less than optimum. So for now, things are looking good for Saturday, as in real good. Praise the Lord.

Monday, August 19

5:36 PM Top 10 signs you were born and raised in Hawai’i:

1) You can correctly pronounce words like papahānaumokuākea.

2) You say “slippahs,” not flip flops.

3) You call it shave ice and not shaved ice.

4) The very mention of “Li Hing Mui” makes your mouth water.

5) You love lau laus and lomi lomi salmon.

6) You can play the ukulele.

7) Your favorite suit is your swim suit.

8) You love cultural diversity.

9) Your blog is full of sunrise photos.

10) You say “shoyu,” not soy sauce.

There are tons more examples I could give but I think you get the idea. Yesterday I began reading a book that had been sitting on my shelf for a very long time.

Maybe my renewed interest in all things Hawaiian emerges from the sense of raw and joyful hospitality I received from friends and even from strangers during my recent visit to the Islands. It was there, in my mid-teens, that I became vaguely aware that God had a plan for my life. It was there that I began to grasp the truth that sin equals self. It was on O’ahu that I began to lead people to Christ and to experiment with the talents and gifts God had given me for the upbuilding of His church. It was at First Baptist Church Windward that I began to realize just how wonderful God’s family is and that it is the complex pattern of relationships between brothers and sisters in Christ that often governs our development into mature Christians. It’s no exaggeration to say that it was in Kailua that I began to understand what God meant when He asserted that it was not good for man to be alone — a reference that Calvin understood as having a much wider reference than to marriage. I saw that the Greek word koinonia bore witness both to what we share in as Christians (our common inheritance in Christ) and to what share with each other (our mutual responsibility to care for and nurture each other). It is our koinonia in God that unites us and it is our koinonia with one another that causes us to love one another, not bite and devour one another, but rather encourage and build each other up. As Jesus said:

I give you guys one ting you gotta do: Show love an aloha fo each odda. Jus like I get love an aloha fo you guys, dass how you guys gotta get love an aloha fo each odda. If all you guys get love an aloha fo each odda, den everybody goin know you my guys.

It was in Hawai’i that I first saw that true Christian koinonia involves the rich and all-encompassing sharing that I have tried to practice in my life and ministry. I keep asking myself, “Am I serving the Lord, the church, the world? Am I growing in love and care for others?” I was only 8 when I was baptized at Kailua Beach Park. Little did I imagine that 59 years later I would still have the privilege of leading students into the Scriptures and encouraging them to browse there for themselves. For when they read the word of God, they will discover in no uncertain terms that God calls all of us to ministry and on no account are we to allow professionals to do all the work of the church. They will also see that we come to Christ in worship and go for Christ in mission, that the gathering exists for the going, that a living church is a learning church, and that fidelity to the teaching of the apostles is the first mark of an authentic body of believers but not the only one. The church is God’s new society, and we cannot proclaim the Gospel of God’s love if we do not exhibit it in our love for others. Authentic mission is always incarnational mission. It must express itself in a way that is both faithful to Scripture and relevant to the contemporary world.

In Hawai’i, people have time for each other. “Island time” is real. Everyone seems to know everyone. You greet everyone with a hug and a kiss. You can’t tell who are your real aunties and uncles because everyone is “Aunty” and “Uncle.” Hawai’i is truly a melting pot. Diversity means we love and respect one another. You feel like one big family (ohana). You respect your elders (kapuna) and enjoy watching all the kids (keiki) you see. Everyone treats you with aloha, whether it’s your restaurant server or the TSA personnel at the airport. People seem less grouchy and are willing to start a conversation with you in a heartbeat. Even guys wear flowers in their ears on May Day (“Lei Day”).

All I can say is that the pre-history of growing up in Hawai’i has formed my current thinking about the church in ways that I’m probably not even aware of. I ask myself, “You think the church could ever be this way too?” I have a dream of a caring church, marked by genuine love and aloha, whose congregation is drawn from many races, nationalities, and social backgrounds and exhibits the unity and diversity of the family of God. A church where we feel like one big ohana, where we love and respect our kapuna, where the keiki are not marginalized but included, where the nāwaliwali are supported and the mehameha are befriended and the members bear each other’s burdens and obey Christ’s command to turn from self and give their lives tirelessly in the service of others. I believe in the power of the ‘Uhane Hemolele to accomplish this. But there is no passivity in the attainment of Christlikeness. I venture to say that we have to do our part. If we love each other, pray for each other, and bear each other’s burdens, this can be one of the most encouraging and attractive things the world can see.

Mahalo nui loa. Me ke aloha pumehana.

Dave (aka Kawika)

11:54 AM Now that the Daily Dose of Greek isavailable in Spanish, I thought this might be a good time to mention that our beginning grammar isavailable on Amazon for only .99 on Kindle.

11:30 AM The Y is a great place to do strength training. Lifting weights can help make your body a better tool and help you achieve your other goals such as biking, running, and swimming. I usually use free weights and I try to train 3 times a week, with at least 3 days of rest. I used to call this “weight lifting” but I now prefer “strength training” because the goal is not to lift weights but to become a stronger athlete. Next to the actual time I spend running, I’ve found strength training to be the most important method of cross-training for my races.

Here was my routine today:

  • Lat pull downs.

  • EZ bar curls.

  • Lateral raises.

  • EZ bar upright rows.

  • Hammer curls.

  • Dumbbell lateral raises.

  • Dumbbell flies.

  • Seated dumbbell press.

  • Bent over row.

There you have it. I hope I’ve convinced to get to the Y!

7:20 AM We’re always adding new links to ourGreek Portal. One of the best is a link to theBryan College Library: Greek Resources Page. I was reading it this morning and was drawn to a page that features online Greek New Testaments, including the one produced by Tregelles. There is much uncertainty today about the role that Paul may have played in the production of the letter to the Hebrews. There is a constant tendency to neglect the external evidence of authorship. Even the ordering of the New Testament canon is sometimes overlooked. This occurred, in my opinion, in the Tyndale House Greek New Testament, which is said to be based largely on the work of Tregelles. So this morning I turned to Tregelles and here’s what I saw:

Clearly, Tregelles himself placed Hebrews after 2 Thessalonians. This shouldn’t surprise us. Our earliest majuscules have the same order, asthis chart shows:

Yet the THGNT departs from this pattern by situating Hebrews after Philemon. I don’t think it’s an exaggeration to say that Hebrews always circulated among the Pauline Corpus in the early centuries of the church, whereas we speak of Hebrews today as a “General Epistle.” I invite you, then, to read Tregelles for yourself — something our friends at Bryan College are eager to help us to do.

On another note, I’m already beginning to freak out about this weekend’s half marathon. There’s really no set formula for running 13.1 miles. Bottom line? Mind over matter. You simply put your head down, place one foot in front of the other, and pretend that nothing hurts. Repeat until you cross the finish line. You’re usually super excited at the very beginning. Bottle it. Go out too fast and you’ll pay for it later. Keep a modest pace and you’ll thank yourself at mile 10. Weather on race is supposed to be hot and muggy. Maybe that’s why they’re starting the race at 7:00 am. Last time I forget to lube my thighs and paid the price.

The reality is that you can’t fake a half marathon. Even if you start out without any pain you’ll be hurting bad before the race is over. I’m an optimistic guy, but it’s been my experience that my brain and body mess with me before a big race. I just hope I’m taking the right steps to prepare for the event and that I’ll have the right attitude on race day. If I don’t get hauled off on a stretcher I’ll feel pretty good about my efforts.

Friend, what are you doing today? Pick a goal, large or small, and go for it. Never talk yourself out of doing something you want to do.

Off to the gym.

P.S. My Airbnb this weekend. Loverly, eh?

Sunday, August 18

5:58 PM Okay, you can stop sending me emails asking me how my bike ride went today. Well, nobody actually did that, but here’s a brief report anyway. Yes, I’ve gotten back into cycling since I developed a bad case of prostatitis back in June. Thankfully, that’s mostly cleared up, so today was the day to see if all of my internal organs were working again. The ride went well. It was a gorgeous day along the Virginia Capital Trail.

Even the drive there (two and a half hours one way) was delightful.

And if you’re going to drive that far, you might as well get in more than just a few miles. Yes, this was today’s mileage.

I’ve got to admit, I’m a little saddle sore, but biking that distance in under two hours is right up there with tikka masala and malasadas. I know there are many of you who bike regularly and are super UN-impressed with my feat today, as well you ought to be. You all might remember that I rode 67K on my bike to celebrate my 67th birthday back in June. Thus began all my woes. I don’t know why, but I thought today’s ride would go well and, so far, so good. Praise the Lord. If you are looking for a really nice biking trail that’s easy and safe, you can’t do better than the Virginia Capital Trail. And if you want a real professional’s description of the ride, gohere.

Next cycling goal? The Virginia Creeper Trail! 

7:48 AM A few random reflections before heading off to church and a bike ride. Been spending a lot of time in prayer these days. God seems to be calling me to serious intercession. I have a burden to pray, if you will. A burden is different from those times when you hear someone asking for prayer and you say, “I’ll pray for you.” A burden is when you feel like you just got gut-punched upon hearing of someone else’s distress. A burden makes you gasp for air. It’s an unrelenting anguish for the soul of someone that we can meet only with uncompromising dedication. You and I can expect much from God when we pray like this. But it begins with the willingness to carry the burdens of others.

Moving on, yesterday I was reading the Evangelical Textual Criticism website (one of my favorites) and saw that the text of Matt. 1:7-8 (“Asaph” versus “Asa”) was being discussed. The ETC post is a kind of prolegomenon to the forthcoming Textual Commentary on the Tyndale House Greek New Testament (THGNT) by Dirk Jongkind and Elijah Hixson. The latter first lays out what he calls the “textual evidence” for both readings. What I find highly ironic is that in doing so he has to rely on evidence (the versional attestation) derived, not from his own Greek New Testament, but from the United Bible Societies Greek New Testament. As I begin teaching another year of introductory Greek, my students are asked to acquire a Greek New Testament that provides a sufficient amount of textual evidence upon which to base a sound judgment when a textual variant arises. By the way, I am assuming that all Greek students are committed to doing textual criticism. We are not only exegetes of the New Testament; we are students of its text. At least I hope so. For textual criticism lies at the very foundation of what we do as exegetes. Yes, I recognize that the art and science of textual criticism is often considered an unnecessary add-on to exegesis. Nevertheless, interest in this discipline is growing. My own students have to learn textual criticism in their second semester. That’s because there are some 2,000 significant textual variants in the Greek New Testament. And in order to be able to resolve textual problems satisfactorily, you’ve got to have access to all of the evidence — the Greek testimony PLUS the testimony of the ancient versions PLUS the testimony of the church fathers. For this reason, I personally recommend that my students acquire the UBS Greek New Testament despite the fact that think it has a tendency to over-value the early majuscules. At our 2000 Symposium on New Testament Studies, I recall my friend Keith Elliott talking about “the hypnotic effect of Aleph and B.” One might say there’s an almost over-fascination with the date of a manuscript instead of the date of its reading. However, you can have a later manuscript and it might still preserve an early reading. In fact, Westcott and Hort claimed they could recover the “New Testament in theOriginal Greek” based on the readings of two fourth-century Greek manuscripts (the papyri had yet to be discovered). So let’s say you’re deliberating whether or not the last 12 verses of Mark are original. You’ll often hear someone say, “These verses are absent from the earliest and best manuscripts.” This is quite vague, especially when you consider that these verses were apparently known to Justin (c. 160), Tatian (c. 170), and Irenaeus (c. 180), as James Snapp is always careful to point out. Their evidence would appear to push Mark 16:9- back into the second century, would it not? Why, then, isn’t this fact emphasized, along with the fact that both Vaticanus and Sinaiticus have features that suggest their copyists were aware of the missing verses?

It has been very refreshing, while perusing the THGNT, to note how conducive it is to rapid reading and devotional study. But such an approach, admirable as it may look at first sight, has some considerable drawbacks in my opinion, not least being the lack of 2/3rds of the evidence that I believe is necessary to do textual criticism. I’ll have more to say about recent editions of the Greek New Testament in the revision to my book New Testament Textual Criticism: A Concise Guide, which is a project I’ve added to my growing stack of revisions. Incidentally, our Greek Portal has a section devoted to textual criticism, including reviews of the THGNT. Clickhere if you’re interested in reading them.

Finally, I just signed up for the Patrick Henry Half Marathon to be held at Randolph-Macon College in beautiful Ashland, VA. The event is next Saturday. This will be half marathon #19 for me. What is my goal? Completion! If I can finish well under 3 hours, that would be awesome. I like half marathons because they don’t leave me so exhausted after the race (as compared to a marathon). I’m excited to do this one, if only because it’s a new course for me.

Off to the gathering. Have a great Lord’s Day!

What’s your favorite race distance?

Do use you use the Tyndale House Greek New Testament? What do you like most about it?

Paul says that each of us should carry our own burden of responsibility. But when that burden becomes too heavy to bear, God calls others to carry that load (Gal. 6:2, 5). How willing are you to carry the burdens of others in prayer?

Saturday, August 17

5:56 PM Oops. The race directors ofthis 50K race have pie on their face. They didn’t expect a woman to win and one did. That left them one award short. Come on, guys. We can do better than this.

5:34 PM Pictures tell a story way better than words do, so here are 3 photos from today’s race in the great city of Cary, NC. As you can see, the weather was über-perfect for a race.

Not only that, the motivation for running this race could not be better. I like races like this one — “Run for Life” — because you’re not just running but you’re raising money for a very good cause. Charities raise money in many different ways, including crowdfunding, raffles, bake sales, silent auctions, and walkathons. My favorite is the 5K race. Proceeds from today’s event benefited BirthChoice, an organization that has provided free service to pregnant women in Raleigh since 1971 by offering pregnancy testing, ultrasounds, and counseling services. Today’s sponsors were mostly the Roman Catholic churches in the greater Raleigh-Durham area. Social change can take place through several different means, including prayer, evangelism, argument, example, and action. Our willingness to get involved in something as simple as running a 5K because we believe in the cause of the unborn is a test of our authenticity as Christians. Both evangelism and social action are costly activities. Both are unpopular because they challenge our built-in selfishness. So let’s offer ourselves to God as agents of change. Every person at today’s race (with, I imagine, a rare exception or two) was there because they believe that the Gospel has a transformative power, and that Christ has commissioned His church to be effective salt and light in the world.

The race itself was a blast. I had 6 goals going into today’s race:

1) Finish.

2) Finish on the same day as the race. 🙂

3) Finish in under 35 minutes.

4) Finish in first place in my age group.

5) Run (not walk) the entire race.

6) Have fun.

Here we are approaching the finish line.

These runners kept me on pace throughout the race. The dude in the white shirt ended up beating me by seconds to win first place in my age division. Got to hand it to him: I tried to net him in but he was just too fast for me today.

Here’s what killed me today: 

This entire race it was so hard to know how to pace yourself because of the hills. Somehow I managed to maintain a (for me) respectable pace of 11:21. And I finished in well under 35 minutes. My key to a happy race is doing the best you can under the circumstances you find yourself in. If you want to move way out of your comfort zone, try the Cary Soccer Park course some time. It’s pretty humbling. But the comradery and depth of friendships you develop make every moment of suffering worth it.

I seriously can’t think of anything else to say about today’s race. Well, maybe one more thing. Running teaches you a lot of things. One of these lessons is that there’s no passivity in the attainment of Christlikeness. You don’t just sit there and do nothing. In fact, when you do nothing in life, something always happens (just don’t change the oil in your car or mow your yard and you’ll see what I mean). The apostle Paul often spoke of the Christian life as a race. Quite simply, we are running for our lives. We don’t let God do it all. We have to run from evil and run toward good. The apostle calls us all to be good runners. A healthy church is an athletic church. What we need to do is humble ourselves before God, seek the fullness and power of the Holy Spirit, and then match our biblical teaching with our compassionate outreach. No task is to be too menial or degrading to undertake for each other and for the world.

Charity races like the one I ran today speak with clarity and power to a confused and demoralized world with a message that is pure gold. God loves everybody, from the preborn to those in hospice care. And we who follow Christ are to be like Him in His incarnation, His service, His love, and His mission.

5:10 AM I still believe today what I’ve always believed: Teaching is one of the greatest vocations God can call us into. Since Becky went to see Jesus, I’ve somehow made it through to a new, better place. Our hearts are more resilient than we think, and the work of healing and transformation can do things you can’t even imagine from where you’re sitting now. Now is your time, my friend. Own it. Believe it. Become it. Walk in the path God has placed you in. Don’t get stuck in the past. And don’t try to second guess the future. Give today everything you’ve got. Never lose the dream.

A few odds and ends before I leave for the race:

1) Beginning Greek is about to start. If students can’t grasp the idea of how the Greek verb works (conjugation — ugh!), then the party’s over. Knowing a little Spanish will help. Mucho.

2) I highly recommend the Joshua Project for anyone wanting to know how to pray for the nations. 

3) In NT 2, we’re studying the Pauline epistles in their chronological order. One reason I treat 1-2 Thessalonians before Galatians is the absence of apostolos in their opening greetings. If you’d like to see what I mean at a glance, here’s a Power Point.

4) This morning I prayed Phil. 1:9-11 for my kids and grandkids. They will need love. They will need knowledge (love is never blind). They will need discernment (NLT: “I want you to understand what really matters”). And they will need a fruitful life (“By their fruit you will know them”). “Prayer is the very sword of the saints” (Francis Thompson). I need to unsheathe it more often.

5) For what it’s worth, I enjoy listening to John Stott’s sermons. His series on Ephesians is outstanding. His sermon titles are always catchy and, hence, memorable. I bet you can complete the following message titles:

  • Amazing ______.

  • When everything begins and _____.

  • History and _________.

  • New life — new ________.

  • Unity and _________.

  • Be what you ___.

  • Spiritual weapons for spiritual ________.

6Daily Dose of Greek continues to amaze me. Greek student, bookmark it today.

7) Why your kids should study Latin, the “other” classical language. (You see: I’m not biased after all.)

Friday, August 16

7:02 PM Ok, all you kids out there. I see that tomorrow’s 5K in Cary has only 7 people over the age of 65 competing. The oldest is an 80-year old female. That’s nothing. Last year Julia “Hurricane” Hawkins set a world record for her age group for the 100-meter dash at the age of 102. I know I’ve told you many times that I plan on running till I drop. Hey, I’m just getting started. My philosophy is to embrace the older years but never give into the “I’m too old for that” mentality. Sure, I might have to work harder than other runners, and I may have to slow down more as I get older, and, sure, recovery time takes longer, and yes, you notice a few more creaks and aches, and you do, of course, become more injury prone, but I’m smarter and wiser than I was in my youth. At least I think I am. (You’d have to ask my kids to be sure.)

I hope I can run for many, many more years. Club 65+ ain’t so bad!

6:15 PM Hey folks! Here’s a saying I’d like you to consider. “Christians are self-feeders.” That thought occurred to me today while meeting with a student. We were talking about the teaching ministry of the church. Many Christians try to live off a once-a-week feeding regiment. No wonder they’re starving. On our farm we’ve raised just about everything — goats, chickens, horses, beef cattle, and even sheep. How do shepherds feed their sheep? They don’t! Shepherds do not feed their sheep (or goats or chickens or horses or cattle) — they lead them to good pasture where the sheep feed themselves. Ever thought about that?

Of course, there are exceptions. Last year, when one of our mama goats died after giving birth, I bottle fed her baby. But that’s the exception that proves the rule. “Christians are to be self-feeders.” In order to mature and to grow, I have to feed myself. In other words, instead of expecting others to do what I’m supposed to do, I can take responsibility for my personal spiritual growth. Christianity is not Gnosticism, where only a few “insiders” can understand the Bible. Indeed, all good preaching on Sunday should lead people to the Scriptures and encourage them to read and study the Bible for themselves. If we are trying to live off the words of others, we are resisting God’s best truth delivery system and His most gifted teacher, the Holy Spirit.

Pastor friend, if we only serve precooked meals, we condemn our churches to perpetual immaturity. I would like to see more local churches equipping their people with the tools they need to do personal Bible study. This is one reason I’m so excited about theapologetics conference coming up next month at Clearview Church in Henderson. Sometimes it’s not easy to read the Bible on our own. But we must struggle to do so. I’m looking forward to learning a lot about Bible study from Drs. Meade and Gurry during the conference. It goes without saying that we must study the Scriptures until we have become really familiar with them. This conference, I hope and pray, will be an aid in helping us to do just that.

So there you have it. A (fairly) brief blog post for a Friday!

Thursday, August 15

7:55 PM Just ordered this book from Amazon. Can’t wait to dig into it. You’ve likely never heard of it. Neither had I. But what a great title.

6:58 PM Takeaways from today’s faculty workshop:

Best quote: “Our greatest mission field is not telling people to go ‘over there’ but to go back to work on Monday.”

Best book mentioned: Henri Nouwen, Reflections on Christian Leadership.

Best neologism: “Sychar Moment” (how Jesus treated the Samaritan woman with love even as He told her the truth.

Best neologism (runner up): “Pracademician” (an academic who practices what he or she preaches).

Best stat: 61 percent of people in church are female.

Best recommendation: Have live preachers at your satellite churches (1) to emphasize the relational aspect of ministry and (2) to train up new pastors.

Looking forward to Day 2.

Wednesday, August 14

6:12 PM Nice day today. Had a 45-minute workout, then ran 4 miles on the track at a pretty good pace for an old man.

The whole time I listened to great sacred music — Gabrielli, Lauridsen, Rutter. All in Latin of course. Learn Latin if for no other reason than to listen to the world’s greatest worship music.

O magnum mysterium, 
et admirabile sacramentum, 
ut animalia viderent Dominum natum, 
jacentem in praesepio! 
Beata Virgo, cujus viscera 
meruerunt portare 
Dominum Christum. 
Alleluia. 

Great mystery indeed! I weep every time I hear this. Unbelievably beautiful. Thank God for music. 

In the meantime, I’ve come up with this schedule of races to top off the running year. (This is a work in progress in case you’re wondering.)

  • Saturday, Aug. 17: Run for Life 5K, Cary, NC.

  • Saturday, Aug. 24: Patrick Henry Half Marathon, Ashland, VA.

  • Saturday, Sept. 28: Virginia 10-Miler, Lynchburg, VA.

  • Sunday, Oct. 13: Chicago Marathon, Chicago, IL. (WHOOP WHOOP ALERT)

  • Saturday, Dec. 7: Race 13.1, Raleigh, NC.

Not sure what else I might add this year. I would love to climb Elbert this year but I don’t think that’s going to happen. Maybe next summer. I mean, there’s something about climbing the highest 14-er in the Rockies. Different strokes for different folks, I guess.

Great rest of the week to you all!

10:22 AM The Clearview Apologetics Conference is only one month away!

It will feature John Meade and Peter Gurry of Phoenix Seminary. Both are excellent speakers and experts in the field of text and canon. To register, gohere. Overall, there’ll be lots of good info.

9:56 AM This week begins year #43 of teaching for me. It kicks off with our annual faculty worship tomorrow and Friday. I’m eager to see my colleagues and friends again after the summer hiatus. This morning I’m reviewing my writing goals for the upcoming academic year. For me, writing is the ultimate act of self-awareness. Whenever I write, I end up knowing more about myself than I did 60 minutes earlier. Writing has become a huge part of my life. It opens my heart and mind to the things of God like little else. Failure to communicate with each other locks us out of genuine relationships. If I’m sitting here with my thoughts and feelings locked up inside me and you’re sitting there doing the same thing, communication has been pushed aside.

Of course, not all of my writing will be of the academic kind this year. For one thing, I will continue to blog. “Is that genuine writing?” someone asks. It is for me. I’ve been blogging for almost 14 years now. I find that the very act of forming words out of my life helps me understand it. My life is richer and more meaningful because there are words in it. Writing is not just something I do. It is me. My blog enables me to see where I’ve been and where I’m going. In a sense, it shapes my destiny. It’s a yardstick of my pilgrim’s progress. It enables me to see how far I’ve come and how far I’ve yet to go. Six years ago, when loss walked in and crumbled my life, I realized more than ever that I needed the outlet of blogging. Without question, blogging strengthens my internal resolve. I become what I write.

Last week I had lunch with a friend in Hawai’i who reads my blog. He was bemoaning the fact that so few bloggers have carried on and seem to have changed over to Facebook or Twitter. I could resonate. I find very few blogs that I read with regularity compared to what I could find 5 or 10 years ago. Even if no one read my words, I think I would continue to blog. I feel like I’m writing not only to myself but to my friends. Blogging forces me to organize my thoughts. As I share with my blogging audience what I’m thinking about and doing, those thoughts and deeds become clearer to me. I don’t care about my traffic or numbers. I never look at my stats. And I don’t really have a strategy for my daily blogging. I fly by the seat of my pants usually. I love the spontaneity of blogging. My only rule for blogging is that I don’t force anything or write a post that I think everybody is “expecting” me to write. I don’t blog if I don’t feel inspired. I’d infinitely rather read a blog that’s honest than a Facebook entry any day. It’s fun to read how people are coping with their lives. Some of us are doing better than others, but we can all learn from one another. Blogging is just sheer fun, and I enjoy sharing my experiences with you all.

If you’re one of the bloggers I read regularly, thank you for doling out perspective. You may not have known that’s what you were doing, but your readers need to hear from you.

What are your favorite blogs?

If you could choose blogging over Facebook, which would you choose?

What would you tell ME if we were sitting down at Starbucks having a cuppa together?

9:05 AM This morning, as I stared at the elephant shapes in the clouds, I remembered that a week ago I was watching a beautiful sunrise in Hawai’i. On both occasions, the majesty of God was all around me, and I was grateful. God’s artistry is not limited to a gorgeous morning in Paradise. It’s evident everywhere if only we would have the eyes to notice it.

Gratefulness is not exactly the same thing as thankfulness. Thankfulness is the response to a favor done. It’s the reply to a gift. It’s the “Thank you!” after a blessing. Gratefulness is more an attitude, a joy and contentment before anything is even given to us. It’s a disposition we carry with us into our day, whether or not life is going our way. It’s the “Praise the Lord!” without any guarantee of blessings. It’s our “Yes” to God before He answers our prayers. In 1 Thess. 5:18, Paul says we are to be thankful in all things. Perhaps we could also translate this as “Be grateful in all things.” God wants us to accept whatever He brings into our lives. We can complain about what we don’t have or be grateful for what we do have. Today I choose the latter. When people look at me today, I want them to see someone who is gushing with gratefulness. No other quality of life will be sufficient for the long haul.

Tuesday, August 13

5:10 PM I need to get these:

5:02 PM Some of the points we’ll be discussing from this book in our NT 2 class this fall:

  • “When “Go” Replaces “Come to Us”

  • The Costly Nature of Grace

  • The Kingdom Transcends All Church Forms

  • Tearing Down the Sacred/Secular Divide

  • Incarnational Engagement with the Wider Culture

  • Evangelism as a Way of Life, Not Just an Event

  • A Family, Not an Institution

  • A People Rather than a Place

  • A Movement on a Mission

  • Moving the Eucharist from an Occasional Observance to a Central Practice

  • Welcoming Those Who Are Different

  • Moving from Perceived Arrogance to Transparent Humility

  • Moving from Speaking about Grace to Grace Speaking through Lives

  • Moving from Having an Agenda to Letting the Holy Spirit Carry the Agenda

  • From Social Programs to a Socially Engaged Way of Life

  • Moving from Merely Proclaiming a Message to Demonstrating Personal Concern

  • Moving from a Dualistic to a Holistic Gospel

  • Moving from Serving in the Church to Serving Christ in Vocations

  • Fostering Full Participation

  • Encouraging Interactivity and Dialogue

  • Including All Ages in Worship Gatherings

  • Bringing Openness and Vulnerability

  • Prioritizing Authenticity over Relevancy

  • From the Vision of the Leader to the Vision of All

  • From Leadership Based on Willingness to Leadership based on Gifting

  • From Exclusive Decision Making to Inclusive Consensus Building

  • Team Leadership

  • From Mediators of God to Facilitators of Ministry

  • From Equipping Members to Equipping Missionaries

  • Embracing Liturgy

  • Restoring the Centrality of the Eucharist

  • Fostering a Worshipful Way of Life

What do you think? Do you agree with any of these? Disagree?

9:08 AM Been translating the book of 1 John. Here’s a sample of the first paragraph of the letter — quite a doozy syntactically!

And get this. “Kailua” is now a brand name.

Can’t believe it. My little home town a marketing slogan. Who woulda thunk it.  

Monday, August 12

5:54 PM So you think I can be content with just one blog post about my trip? Ha. Hawai’i did not disappoint. I got a great deal on airfare. Yesterday, when I was checking in at the airport, I was offered $1,500 if I’d give up my seat to let a dead-heading United pilot use it while I took a flight that connected in Chicago instead of Newark. That was a no-brainer. 1,500 bucks is a lot of moolah when you travel as much as I do.

Competitive airfares aside, the best thing about Hawai’i is that it’s — Hawai’i. A place with no ethnic minorities. A place where all nationalities and races mix. I think the fact that I can get along with everyone and I love all nationalities has something to do with growing up there. Music, language, cuisine — they’re all mixed together in Hawai’i.

And the flowers. Oh my. Plumeria, anthuriums, gardenias, pikake, hibiscus. But these are all mere adornments to the beaches. Growing up in Hawai’i you learn to love the beach — its warm sand, its flowing palm trees, the sound of breaking waves. When you leave, you miss everything about the Islands. Today it’s the food, tomorrow the surf, then your friends, the sunrises, the hospitality, the trade winds, the jagged mountain ranges  … all in one place, next to each other. When Hawai’i takes your heart away, you never fully get it back — unless, of course, you’re in Hawai’i.

Above all, Hawai’i is the place where I first came to know a man named Jesus and to hear His call to be Christlike in His incarnation, His service, His love, His patience, and His mission. Growing up in the Hawaiian Jesus Movement, Jesus never ceased to attract me. It was in Hawai’i that I saw Him for the radical that He was — impatient with the traditions of the elders and the conventions of institutions, a merciless critic of the establishment, a lover of sinners. When I was a teenager I read the Gospels over and over again. For us Jesus Freaks, the church was a family, with God its Father and Jesus its Leader and Lord. I still feel my grasp of the church is undergirded by the years I spent in the Islands. What was so liberating about this time in my life was that theology seemed to engage with real life. We shared a vision of the future that was a renewal of creation, not an escape from it. I started to read a lot of books. I began to see that Christianity was a way of life — orthodox to be sure, but happy to give itself away for others. I got excited about the Bible and went off to Biola. I was especially interested in missions and, in fact, almost did my Ph.D. at Tübingen under the famous missiologist Peter Beyerhaus. My missions professors at Biola were filled with biblical wisdom, candor, honesty, and plans for practical action. I loved to sit and read, to dream and pray. I did a lot of this in Hawai’i this past week in fact!

Even as a teenager, I began to discover that joy is to be found, not in discarding the yoke of Christ, but in submitting to it. I was determined to believe and obey what I understood to be the clear teaching of the Word of God. I’ve had to learn to climb the Hill called Calvary and from that vantage point survey all of the tragedies I’ve faced in life. The Gospel of Jesus Christ doesn’t solve the problem of suffering. Instead, it provides the indispensable perspective from which to view it. Christians bounce back from lousy situations. It’s in our DNA.

How have you dealt with suffering in your life? I know many of you have dealt with all kinds of hardships and disappointments. Throughout my life I’ve believed that one of the reasons we go through hardships is so that we can hold up someone else who may need it. Everyone suffers. But then we get perspective, rise above the situation, yield to God’s view of the matter, and take away what we were supposed to learn. My life as a child and teenager in Hawai’i was not all fun and games. But I tried not to let the bad things consume me. When bad things come our way, we can acknowledge them but we don’t have to let them control us. The one thing that’s helped me to overcome the bad times is my trust in the Lord and His plan for my life. With the 6th anniversary of Becky’s home-going just around the corner, I know I’ll make it through. With love. His love. His aloha.

We are more resilient than we think. Everything can be endured, my friend. Just do the best you can in the strength and wisdom of the Lord.  

12:44 PM Just got back. I can’t thank the Lord enough for His gift of Hawai’i. I must be the luckiest man on the planet. The pure air, the beauty of the seascape, the stillness and seclusion, together make a uniquely satisfying combination of undeserved blessings. It’s hard for me to imagine a greater contrast between Rosewood Farm and the shore of Kailua Beach, yet each has its own fascination and I revel in them both. As soon as you leave this place you want to come back. Maybe next year!

Monday, August 5

3:06 AM One word says it all:

ALOHA!

Sunday, August 4

6:45 PM One of the books I’m taking with me to Hawai’i is Haddon Robinson’s Biblical Preaching.

Man does he connect with his audience. Just check out this message he gave at a DTS graduation service.

I had many opportunities to listen to Prof. Robinson in person when I was visiting my wife’s home church in Dallas. He has been called the modern-day prince of preachers. One of his “Haddonisms” was “A mist in the pulpit is a fog in the pew.” Down to earth yet always biblical. Praise God.

6:15 PM After church today I decided to get in a 10-mile run at the High Bridge Trail in Farmville. I took a lot of water with me because today’s real feel was 98 degrees and there was a threat of thunderstorms. Thankfully the latter never materialized. My goal is to run/bike/swim at least 100 miles every month between now and marathon day. I averaged 100 miles/month when I trained for the St. George (Utah) Marathon and felt that all those miles were partly responsible for the marathon PR I got there. For the race on Oct. 13 in Chicago, I have three goals:

  • My A goal: Get a new PR.

  • My B goal: Finish well under 6 hours.

  • My C goal: Finish before the course closes.

Today I managed a pretty good pace (hovering around 5.5 miles per hour) despite the heat. The key to running in hot weather (and not dying) is:

  • Always take hydration with you, even if you’re only going 3-4 miles.

  • Drink a large glass of water one hour before you run.

  • Stay on the shady side of the path.

  • Take it slow and steady.

  • Run in the morning if you can.

  • It’s okay to walk part of the way.

  • Wear loose, wicking clothing.

  • Don’t forget sun block.

  • Dump water on your head every so often.

  • Wear a white hat.

Heat cannot be bargained with. If you try, it will win every time.

This is the absolute worst time of the year to train in Virginia. You are always too hot. The intensity of the summer sunshine makes you want to curl up into a ball in front of your home air conditioner. That said, if you’re smart and careful, you should manage okay. Speaking of the weather, I see that a tropical storm is passing just to the north of O’ahu, bringing with it waves measuring up to 12 feet at Kailua Beach. Currently there’s a high surf advisory in effect for all east-facing beaches. A surfer’s paradise! 

8:45 AM It’s just a small spot in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. It’s easy to miss on a map. Yet O’ahu packs an amazing amount into a relatively small island — a fascinating history, a rich and diverse culture, and, of course, the world’s best beaches, including the place where I was raised (Kailua Beach, just voted the # 1 beach in the U.S.). I took my first trip to O’ahu on June 9, 1952. I arrived, you might say, rather miraculously at Kapiolani Hospital, leaving my dark home in the wee hours of the morning. That’s when my Hawaiian adventure began to unfold.

“Home is a place you grow up wanting to leave and grow old wanting to get back to” (Unknown).

When I left Hawai’i for college in 1971, I shook off the past. My perspective was shifting from island boy to language student and eventually language teacher. The “Big Big Island” (mainland) held so many attractions for a keiki from Kailua. There’s a moment, however, when everything in your life shifts back to your roots. For many years, Hawai’i was just my birthplace. It was used on legal documents to uniquely identify me as a person (birth certificate, passports, etc.). I “hailed from Hawaii” but it was no longer “home” for me. It’s subtle, but when you leave your birthplace to relocate in another state, you realize you’ve joined a whole new reality. Today, my “world” is much bigger than a 597-square mile island. But can’t the local boy go “local” again for a week or two each year? After all, you’ve fallen in love with O’ahu once more, and even though you will never live there again you catch yourself saying things like, “I was so very blessed to have grown up in Hawai’i.”

“Where we love is home — home that our feet may leave but not our hearts” (Oliver Wendell Holmes).

Hometowns are always special. Just think of all those happy childhood memories — the drive-in where you got plate lunches, the skate board races at your high school, going North Shore fo surf. Home is a place where you don’t need to put any effort into fitting in. The way of life, the local dialect, the regular pace of life (slooooow) put you at ease the moment you arrive at Honolulu Airport. You can’t explain it, but even the food tastes better there. My guess is that my first meal in Kailua will be Crispy Gau-Gee Min with Vegetables at the New Mui Kwai Chop Suey restaurant on Oneawa St. My oh my. Broke da mout ono.

And you know the best thing of all? The people. Silly or crazy, kama’aina or haole, they’re your people. Hawai’i is not just a place for me. It’s 19 years of my life. It’s my aunties and uncles and cousins and friends. It’s my colony. It’s my ‘hood. It had a huge part in making me what I am today. And in that sense, I guess it will always be home sweet home.

Saturday, August 3

7:30 AM This morning I began a study of 1 John. Of course, one of the versions I’m using is Hawaiian Pidgin. A good test case of a translation is 1 John 3:9 — a verse the CSB renders as:

Everyone who has been born of God does not sin, because his seed remains in him; he is not able to sin, because he has been born of God.

Is this John’s point in 1 John 3:9? His message, rather, seems to be twofold:

1) The Christian does not continue to sin.

2) The Christian cannot go on sinning.

Note carefully:

1) John is not denying the possibly of sin in the Christian. To deny sin is to be a liar (1 John 1:5-10).

2) If John is not arguing against the impossibility of sin in the Christian, then what is he arguing against? The incongruity of sin. Our new nature in Christ is a strong internal pressure toward holiness. In the words of John Stott, ” … the sin a Christian ‘does not’ and ‘cannot’ do is habitual and persistent sin.” When a Christian sins, “he is overwhelmed by grief and repentance afterwards.” Hence the GNB translation that true believers “do not continue to sin”:

Those who are children of God do notcontinue to sin, for God’s very nature is in them; and because God is their father, theycannot continue to sin.

This idea is reflected in several other versions. Here’s a sampling:

  • Nueva Versión Internacional: no puede practicar pecado.

  • Nuova Riveduta 2006: e non può persistere nel peccare.

  • Neue Genfer Übersetzung: Gott ist sein Vater geworden — wie köntte er danoch sündigen!

  • GOD’S WORD Translation: they can’t live sinful lives.

  • The Message: It’s not in the nature of the God-begotten to practice and parade sin.

I don’t think this point is made very clear in the CSB or in other translations such as the Luther Bible:

Wer aus Gott geboren ist, der tut nicht Sünde, denn dein Same bleibt bei ihm; und er kann nicht sündigen.

So, how did the Hawaiian Pidgin Bible render our text? I think it nails it:

Whoeva God’s kids no stay do bad kine stuff, cuz jalike God stay live inside dem now. Dey no stay do bad kine stuff, cuz dey come from God.

You’ll notice that Pidgin does not merely say “Dey no do bad kine stuff.” Instead, it says “Dey no stay do bad kine stuff.” That’s a big difference. In other words, let’s learn to tell God the truth about how we’re doing. If we’ve messed up, let’s say it. If we’ve sinned, let’s say it. The holy practice of confession creates a healthy faith. This is enormously important theology. And no, it’s not based merely on the Greek tenses used here. Friends, I think it’s possible to over-exegete the Greek tenses. I also think it’s possible to under-exegete them. And don’t think for a minute that the debate over verbal aspect is going to go away soon. Here’s a book I got recently.

And here’s what it says about verbal aspect:

“Much confusion.” I’ll say.

Greek may be convoluted but the kingdom is not: Act justly, love mercy, and walk humbly. Faithfulness is not easy but it’s simple. Our supernatural birth (as God’s “seed”) keeps us from habitual sin. “If we would be loyal to his first coming and ready for his second, we must purify ourselves, as he is pure. By so doing we shall give evidence of our birth of God” (John Stott).

Meanwhile, today it’s back to my training program. My goal is to stay healthy and balanced while doing it. (Easier said than done.) Up until the marathon, I plan to alternate hard and easy weeks, mixing in a few races (like tonight’s) in between. I feel strong physically and mentally thank the Lord. There’s only thing better than meeting my goals and that is watching people I love meet theirs. Folks, if we allow ourselves to be ourselves and God to be God, I believe we have a fighting chance!

Friday, August 2

2:24 PM Vacationing in Hawai’i? Here are some more characteristics of Hawaiian Creole (aka Pidgin):

  • Absence of th sounds. Think becomes tink and the becomes da.

  • Non-rhotic. (We no can say “r.”) Letter is letta and poor is poa.

  • The letter -l at the end of a word often becomes -o. Mental is mento, people ispeopo.

  • Verbs of being are often omitted or replaced by stay. Da house big. Da cup stay on top da table.

  • Wen is used to express past tense. Jesus wept is Jesus wen cry.

  • The future tense is expressed by goin’. I goin’ town bumbai for I will go to town (Honolulu) later.

Pidgin is as common as Spam is in the Islands. Lord willing, I’ll be there on Monday. I know I’ll feel at home again when someone says to me, “Try wait” or “Pass me da kine.”

 

1:10 PM Just signed up for tomorrow’s 5K in Durham. It’s called theBull Moon Ride and Run. The race starts at 7:45 pm. All proceeds go to Habitat for Humanity Durham. I’ve done this race twice. The post-race block party is fabulous.

12:58 PM New from Southern Utah University:5 Benefits of Getting Outside. Great idea. Think I’ll try it now.

Thursday, August 1

5:38 PM Today I had the joy and honor of being interviewed by Abidan Shah of Clearview Church for his podcast Carpe Mañana. His entire staff joined us for the interview.

We talked mostly about my books Running My Race and They Will Run and Not Grow Weary. Abidan wanted to know why I began running 5 years ago. I told the story of how 10 years ago Becky was diagnosed with stage 4 endometrial cancer, which had already spread to her lymph nodes. About how we fought this dreaded disease for 4 years. About how her treatments were as awful as her illness. About how it made me both angry and sad that cancer could attack my wife so viciously and there was nothing I could do to stop it. About how Becky sought comfort in her Bible and with her Lord. About how her last prayer request was that she would be able to finish her autobiography before God called her Home. About how on the morning of Nov 2, 2013, I heard an unearthly gasp as my 60-year old wife took her last breath. About how running provided mental relief and emotional release for me as I focused on something other than my grief. About how my loss pushed me to the edges of sorrow as well as hope and inspiration. Running was just what I needed at the time. It allowed me to get outdoors, clear my head, think about something else for a long time, empty out the accumulated emotions, and grieve the loss. Running became for me a way both to deal with and avoid the emotional pain of Becky’s death.

Why am I telling you all this? I remember being up against the fear, the insecurity, the challenges of grief. Some days I still am. Maybe you are up against some of these same things today. That’s why I was excited when Abidan ask me if I would be willing to talk about these books. I hope I’ve been a good role model for others, especially for my kids and grandkids. I have learned that life never gets easier, it just shifts. Through suffering I’ve returned to the absolute sovereignty of God. Am I so in love with my plans for my life that I am unwilling to bow to His? Or do I plot the course and expect Him to follow it? God takes no orders from us. He is Lord. Yet the One who is Lord invites us to His rest, and His Holy Spirit is still our Comforter. I can’t imagine the widower who has no balm of heaven with which to meet the fiery darts of the Evil One. I don’t need a religion that denies the existence of evil and sin and death. Our Lord refused to meet the ills of life with a Pollyanna philosophy. He met them with Himself. “In the world you will have trouble. But be of good cheer. I have overcome the world.” Trouble is a reality, but we can cheer up for He has overcome all the world can throw at us.

I have to tell you. I had prided myself on staying strong as long Becky was alive. Then to be suddenly filled with self-doubt was a tough pill to swallow. It took me years before I could finally surrender it all to Jesus. In all of these uncertainties, He was my crutch. Today He’s my Rock, and I’m lost without Him. And He gave me the gift of running alongside every other blessing. I can’t thank Him enough.

Well, there you go. That’s my update/vent. The healing effect that getting outdoors and spending time alone with God is phenomenal. It’s such a gift.  

P.S. These arrived today. The Hendricksen commentaries are simply the best. Scholarly yet practical and pastoral. I can’t recommend them enough.

8:36 AM Here’s why I run:

1) Praise. Running reminds me how shockingly gracious God is, and how free we are to love Him back with all our mind, soul, strength, and bodies. Yes, with our body, that physical thing wrapped around me that tells me I’m in my mid-60s when I’m really only 45. It’s His, all His, but it matters what we do with it.

2) Appreciation. For the men and women and boys and girls I see out on the course every time I lace up. Who would have known how great the running community has turned out? I’ve met some really amazing people from all over the nation and even the world at racing events. Now if only fewer of them over 65 would run, I might have a shot at a medal.

3) Fitness. Live long enough and it becomes clear that health is a pure gift of the Lord. One of the best parts of being human is taking care of the “tent” He’s given us. No, we don’t live and breathe for health. We live for the love of Jesus and for the love of our families and for the love of a lost world. Honestly, that’s why taking care of our bodies matters.

4) Challenge. Every day, every week, every month there are new goals to accomplish. What a chance to really test our limits. I deeply believe that God wants this for us, that He delights in seeing us challenge ourselves with bigger and greater goals. So few of us live up to our God-given potential. What a loss. What a tragedy. We can never get those years back again.

5) Happiness. Running is like a drug. I am a happier person because of activity. It helps me cope with all the “stuff” in my life.

Thank you, running!

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Wednesday, July 31

8:58 AM As you know, I once took a semester off from Biola and went back to Hawai’i because I was burned out. The urgent had regularly crowded out the important, and I just needed to put body and soul back together again. Well, ever since Becky passed away I’ve been going back to Hawaii for much the same reason. Because the culture there is so laid back, and the weather so perfect, it’s an opportunity to allow God to draw me up into His heart and to refocus on the important and (if need be) adjust my priorities accordingly. Pastor friend, be gentle with yourself. I don’t mean to sound condescending, but bench yourself if necessary. Ministry is slow and often maddening. You move from one crisis to another. Don’t imagine that you can serve and serve and serve and leave rest out of the equation. I’m starting my 43rd year of teaching. Honestly, the last thing I need right now is burnout. Discipleship is more than Bible study. It’s spending time with Jesus.

Sometimes it’s through subtraction and not addition that transformation takes place. We rest well to work better. It’s a paradox. But those who’ve experienced it can testify to it.

8:34 AM C. S. Lewis (Narrative Poems):

My love’s laughter is light falling/Through broad branches in brown woodland,/On a cold fountain, in a cave darkling,/A mild sparkling in mossy gloom.

Yes, I still miss her.

7:48 AM Was just watching a video of Dr. James Rosscup of the Masters Seminary (my former teacher at Talbot) lecturing on hermeneutics. He said something to this effect:

The Holy Spirit is to be resident in our lives. And that’s exactly what happened when we received Christ. The Holy Spirit also wants to be president in our lives. He wants to guide our daily steps.

Of the nine fruits of the Spirit mentioned by Paul in Galatians, you will notice that love tops the list. Love is always a mark of a Christian. When we see discord and backbiting maybe it’s because we aren’t keeping in step with the Spirit. Christ said, “If you love only those who love you, what reward is there for that?” Love is always patient and kind and forbearing and eager to turn a blind eye toward others’ faults. It keeps no record of wrong doing. “All mankind loves a lover,” said Ralph Waldo Emerson. And Christians (little Christs) should be the world’s best.

6:45 AM Well, it’s the last day of July so we might as well talk about the month of August.

August 1 (as in tomorrow): Dentist in South Boston for teeth cleaning. I go through this torture every 6 months. My hygienist hates my crooked teeth. Is threatening to use a chain saw to remove all the plaque she finds. Would help if I flossed more but I’m too lazy. Then I have an interview at 1:00 in Henderson, NC, about my new book They Will Run and Not Grow Weary. There’s no reason I wrote this book other than the fact that I always wanted to write a book about running. Problem is, they won’t let you write a book for runners unless you are one, and most of my life I wasn’t.

August 2: Back to campus to put the final touches on the editing of our book on Greek linguistics for Baker. My daughter, who is visiting with her family from Alabama, has also been reading it and catching typos I never found. Sharp-eyed girl, she.

August 5: Fly home to Hawai’i. It’s incredible that today I work as a Greek teacher and have even published a few books since I used to be the most undisciplined, laid back kanaka in the Islands. It still haunts me what I could have become in life had I actually studied in high school.

August 11: I’m registered for the Rex Wellness Sprint Triathlon in Garner. Only problem is, when I registered for the race I forget that I was going to be in Hawai’i on that day. Oh well. Hope my fees are going to a good cause because I won’t be there.

August 15-16: Faculty workshop.

August 17: Run for Life 5K at the Wake Med Soccer Park in Cary. Tough course, great cause.

August 22: Convocation and first day of classes. This fall I’m teaching Advanced Greek Grammar, Greek 1, and NT 2. Imagine that. I, the classic dropout from beginning Greek, am teaching Greek. God sure does have a sense of humor. From the depths of ineptitude, I want my students to find inspiration. If you’re a new Greek student this semester my advice for you — and I know you will be shocked — is to stop buying into all your excuses and begin believing you can actually do this. The moment you listen to your brain telling you why you can’t learn Greek, you might actually start believing it.

I’m also reminded that there are only 10 weeks to go before I leave for Chicago. No, I’m not happy with my current training schedule. Preparation is everything in life. If all I had to do was train everyday, that would be one thing. So I’m not going to freak out just because I didn’t prepare for the race as well as I should have or wanted to. I’m just grateful my body allows me to do the things I demand of it, within reason of course. Today it’s back to the weights and then I’ll get in a 45-miniute swim. Yes, I do want to train well for the marathon. But mostly I just want to stay fit and healthy.

Be honest: Are you pushing yourself too hard in life? Too easy? Or just right?

Tuesday, July 30

8:22 PM Next year I’m thinking about climbing the Mount Nimbus Via Ferrata in Canada. Highlights include being 3,000 feet up while crossing a 200 foot long sky bridge.

Via Ferrata is Italian for “Iron Way.” The course consists of iron ladders, rungs, and bridges. I had such an amazing time a couple of years climbing the NRocks Via Ferrata in West Virginia.

My guide and I were the only climbers that day so we had the whole mountain to ourselves.

Via Ferrata are extremely popular in Europe; I climbed the one in Zermatt 3 years ago.

Today, however, was a day for the pool. Here are 9 — count ’em, nine — of my grandkids, aka, fish.

Grandfathering seems to be my badge of honor these days. I’m going to bed early, because being in the pool for 3 hours with your grandchildren is just not something calculated to make you feel well-rested.

7:34 AM Been enjoying some great nourishment these days. Mexican food with fam can’t be beat.

Then this morning I enjoyed a bite out of a New Testament epistle.

I love how the NEB renders James 1:17:

All good giving, and every perfect gift, comes from above, from the Father of the lights of heaven.

How paltry the NIV!

Every good and perfect gift is from above ….

It’s as if the Greek didn’t have two different words for “gift”! The ISV puts it like this:

Every generous act of giving and every perfect gift is from above ….

God is never fooled. He sees through our counterfeit lives. He knows when we’re just pretending to care. He wants to be a Giver in and through us. He wants giving — both the generous feeling and the things we give — to flow from a deep relationship with Him.

Think about that. Not a single thing we have ever given to someone is something we can take credit for. God gave us both the desire and the ability to give. Our works are always His works. There is nothing we can do, no matter how good or great, that God has not already worked in us. That said, the values we live by today are the values others will remember us by later. Do people see in Dave Black a generous man? As James puts it, faith is dead if it’s not accompanied by action.

Put your faith to the test today, my friend. Don’t just pray for others. Love them practically and actively. Help them when you can. Faith like that speaks louder than words.

Monday, July 29

7:46 AM As the book of Habakkuk was being read aloud in the assembly yesterday, I noticed something odd in 3:1. The reader said something like, “This is a prayer of Habakkuk the prophet according to Shigonioth.” My English version lacked the words “according to Shigonioth” and had a footnote that read, “Hebrew has an additional phrase, the meaning of which is unclear.” In fact, I noticed the words, “Hebrew unclear,” several times in the notes to Habakkuk. I thought to myself, “This could never happen in the New Testament. Translators would never leave a word untranslated because they had no earthly idea what it meant!”

Then I remembered….

Years ago I was studying the Gospel According to Mark. When I got to 7:3, I was flabbergasted. Here the RSV reads:

For the Pharisees, and all the Jews, do not eat unless they wash their hands.

There it was, in black and white — a Greek word left completely untranslated in the RSV. The note at the bottom of the page said:

One Greek word is of uncertain meaning and is not translated.

How could this be? I’d never seen anything like it before or since. The word is pugmē. I would literally translate it as “with a fist.” Here’s what other versions do with it:

NIV = “ceremonial washing”

NLT = “over their cupped hands”

ESV = “wash their hands completely”

NASB = “carefully wash their hands”

NET = “a ritual washing”

ASV = “wash their hands diligently”

I immediately began to look into this but eventually lost interest. (My half-written journal article lies buried in a computer somewhere.) The approach I was taking was to see if the word pugmē could be understood as a gesture — i.e., with a closed fist instead of an open hand. Maybe I’ll revisit the issue one day.

When I was working on the ISV New Testament, I found the whole thing quite intimidating. The challenge was great. The odds of failure were huge. The walls between me and the biblical text often seemed impenetrable. And yet. Through the art and science of lexicography, New Testament readers are in a good position to reach a fair level of certainty as to the possible meanings of the Greek words they encounter. Frankly, I have no idea what Mark meant by the expression “with a fist.” I notice that at the time I jotted down the words “a particularly vigorous scrubbing” in my Greek New Testament, but that was only a guess. I suppose the Greek could also mean “up to the wrist.”

The NRSV, incidentally, has reversed the decision of its predecessors. It reads “unless they thoroughly wash their hands.” A note, of course, is added:

Meaning of GK uncertain.

Such is life for a Bible translator! 

Sunday, July 28

8:45 PM I’m getting the guest house ready for my daughter and her family who are visiting from Alabama tomorrow. Meanwhile …

The message this morning covered the entire book of Habakkuk. I mean, all 3 chapters. It was fabulous. I had never before seen how important Hab. 2:4 is to the central argument of the book. No wonder this verse is so frequently quoted in the New Testament.

You know me. I’m always looking for takeaways from the Sunday messages I hear. There were so many of them today. Where do I begin? My son-in-law emphasized, among other things, how necessary it is for us to be in the word more than on Sunday mornings and Wednesday evenings. I kept nodding my head in agreement. The New Testament has a lot to say about the “daily.” We take up our cross daily, we exhort one another daily, Jesus promises to be with us daily, etc. And this is our constant prayer: “Give us today our daily bread.” The danger of the heights we reach on Sundays is that we may become complacent the rest of the week. Nowhere do we need God’s word more than in the “daily.”

I think we make a mistake when we limit this daily dose of God’s word to what are normally called “devotions.” Too many saints are content to read a chapter of the Bible and then let it go at that. The leftovers of time, of money, of devotion — this is no fit gift for the Giver of all good things. What would Habakkuk say to Christians who go to God’s word only when they can find nothing else to do? Recently I’ve been rereading this book.

I think it’s possibly the best introduction to biblical preaching ever written. Stott has a chapter called “The Call to Study.” Pastor-teachers, he insists, must give themselves to constant preparation. “There is no doubt that the best teachers in any field of knowledge are those who remain students all their lives” (p. 136). Stott then adds these quotes:

“None will ever be a good minister of the Word unless he is first of all a scholar” (Calvin).

“He who has ceased to learn has ceased to teach. He who no longer sows in the study will no more reap in the pulpit” (Spurgeon). 

“If I had only three years to serve the Lord, I would spend two of them studying and preparing” (Donald Grey Barnhouse).

I’ll add one more by Stott himself:

“If this book is the Word of God, then away with slovenly, slipshod exegesis!” (p. 138).

In the ISV, we translated the adjective didaktikon in 1 Tim. 3:2 as “teachable” instead of “able to teach.” We felt that this rendering better fit the context. The best pastor-teachers are lifelong learners. They are constantly expanding their minds and digging deeper and deeper into the things of God. A pastor/elder I highly esteem tweeted recently, “A pastor without a Bible is a pastor without authority.” There is an abundance of cheap Christianity today, with just enough prayer and Bible reading and service to get by. Few of us give our very best to the Master. I know I don’t. Often my work for the kingdom is routine and perfunctory. I keep having to ask myself, “When my task is finished, will it be merely ‘done,’ or will it be ‘well done’?”

This morning, while fellowshipping with God’s people in Roxboro, I was reminded that the kingdom is no place for persons with their face pointed one way and their feet the other. We are never more foolish than when we try to substitute human thinking for God’s thoughts. Habakkuk knew that a lot of sound orthodoxy may coexist with outright disobedience to God. What we know intellectually must be obeyed volitionally.

“Those who are righteous will live because of their faithfulness to God” (Hab. 2:4). Righteousness. Life. Faithfulness. Get the combination right and the result is assured. Doctrine translated into duty brings delight.

Thank you, son, for the reminder!

7:48 AM Newer is not necessarily better. This is true of all areas of life, I think, but no truer than in biblical studies. This truth was brought home to me again this morning while reading this volume.

Though printed by Bloomsbury in 2015, it was first published by Sheffield Press way back when the ark landed on Ararat (1995). Most of my students weren’t even alive then. Of course, I read this book many years ago. But I have a big reading problem. I can never read a good book only once. This disorder started back when I was in seminary reading books by F. F. Bruce and Bruce Manning Metzger. At any rate, I’ve long been a fan of books about linguistics, so when I ordered this one I knew I was in for some pleasant surprises. If I could give you one example. The irrepressible Moisés Silva, in his chapter on “Discourse Analysis and Philippians,” writes the following. (Keep in mind that Silva is discussing the growing confusion on his part about the character of Greek discourse analysis).

Every researcher seems to be following his or her own agenda — usually quite an expansive agenda. Certain that the problem was not the early onset of senility, I picked up the recent and fine collection of papers edited by David Black, with the hopes of clarifying matters once and for all. My anxiety, however, was only aggravated to realize in a fresh way that discourse analysis is about … everything! It is grammar and syntax, pragmatics and lexicology, exegesis and literary criticism. In short, fertile ground for undisciplined minds.

Silva’s was a tough chapter to get through because it is so blatantly honest and on target. As he puts it, “… the more I read the more lost I feel.”

The offending tome.

There’s no need to fool ourselves into thinking that our discipline (New Testament Greek) has gotten any less confusing since Silva wrote that chapter 24 years ago. Conferences on linguistics like the one we recently had on our campus are not the solution either. Here’s what I think it’s going to take. It’s going to take someone (a multi-authored volume will not work) writing an understandable and simple (though not simplistic) introduction to New Testament Greek linguistics that puts the goods on the bottom shelf while not compromising scholarly integrity. It will probably have to be written by a non-specialist but rather by a dabbler and someone who has proven him- or herself to be an effective classroom teacher. I will not try to say who I think would do us a very great service by writing this book, though I have in fact spoken to that individual and let them know my thoughts. The goal would be, in the words of Silva, ” … to encourage these obviously competent scholars to work a little harder at helping us see the significance of their contribution.” I used to try to write such books, but the time has come to pass that torch on to the next generation.

Meanwhile, I’m gearing up to hear one son-in-law teach this morning in one church while another son-in-law teaches in another church. (Wish I was ubiquitous.) They are both excellent Bible teachers. Both of them, too, love Greek, and I’m sure both would benefit tremendously by the book I described above. Now if only that person I talked to would write it!

Saturday, July 27

9:35 PM Only 9 days to rubbah slippahs and:

  • You stay hungry?

  • Get choke grindz dea.

  • Cute da baby.

  • You like talk da kine?

  • No ack lidat.

  • Watchu stay doing?

  • Mo’ bettah.

  • Bumbai.

  • Kapakahi.

  • I tink dat buggah crack block a’ready.

  • Like beef? (Tinking back to my high school dayz. Ugh. I no like catch cracks.)

  • I need go da babba shop.

  • Who wen cockroach da icebox?

  • Whateva.

  • To da max.

  • Bo da dem.

  • Kaukau.

  • Ono.

  • Not my kuleana.

  • Pilikia.

  • Boddah you?

  • K den.

  • Kawika (my name).

  • You pau?

  • Plate Lunch (da bestest!).

Yep. I grew up bi-lingual. Hawaiian Pidgin is not an accent, dialect, slang, or jargon. It’s a language. Half the state’s population of 1.4 million speaks it. Pidgin not only one language. Ees da way all kine peopo in Hawai’i tink. Even get one Bible in Pidgin called da Jesus Book. You know, da language been officially reckonoticed. Fo realz! Da U.S. Census Bureausay so. So garans I go talk da kine wen I stay Kailua. Caz in Hawai’i, we get time fo talk story an no need fo do erryting wikiwiki all da time.

Mahalo nui loa! 

5:02 PM These were waiting for me in my mailbox when I got home today. Woohoo!

Books and bananas have about the same value in my home.

4:32 PM Today I did a 5K in Morrisville/Raleigh. My goal was to run at a 10 minute/mile pace or faster. But the course threw me for a loop. It turned out to be a lot hillier than I expected. On a Hill Scale of 1 to 10, I’d rate this at about a 52.

Dude, is this Raleigh or the Himalayas?

Not sure what I was thinking when I signed up to do this race. The gun goes off and you think, “I need a Sherpa.” (Actually, no gun went off. Someone shouted “Go.”) As always, there is a plethora of really fit people around me who gradually disappear into the horizon. Finally, the finish. Even though I didn’t have a 10 minute pace, I did manage to maintain an even 11 minute/mile pace.

At least my eyelashes didn’t hurt.

I was the oldest runner out there today. I finished 24th out of 38 runners. A 23 year-old female beat me by 3 seconds. A 24 year-old male beat me by 5 seconds. A 19 year-old male beat me by 6 seconds. Braggarts. Here’s the thing about a 5K race. It almost always plants a seed that later blossoms into a desire to run a 10K, a half marathon, and then a marathon. Being a middle-of-the-packer can be incredibly demoralizing and discouraging if you let it. To top it off, in a small race there are no cheering crowds. But eventually, if you let it, a light bulb goes off in your brain that you are really doing something amazing. A race strips you of your defenses and lets you see a part of yourself you’ve never known before. The heart and soul of running is about beating back discouragement and obstacles and being determined to drive your body through the pain barrier. Someone has said that the degree of discomfort experienced when running a marathon is the worst that most men (and most women outside of childbirth) ever experience. Who cares? Eventually you fall head over heels for running. You begin to love the entire environment of a race. Even when you’re suffering like crazy, one thought keeps going through your mind: “I get to do this.”

While driving to Raleigh this morning, I kept thinking about a phrase in Romans 12. “The mercies of God.” I prayed, “Lord, thank you so so so much for the ability to get out of bed this morning and do this race today. Thank you, Lord Jesus, for healing my prostatitis. Thank you, dear God, for causing my piriformis muscle to feel so much better. Thank you for allowing me to live life to the fullest each and every day.” Runners can have an absolutely miserable race and still feel themselves to be the most blessed people on earth. Look at the runners today. Despite the adversity and exhaustion, everybody stayed amazingly positive. And why not? We get to do this. People generally try to avoid suffering. But in running, suffering is the norm. And it teaches you a valuable lesson: It’s possible to suffer and not give up. Just showing up for a race proves that you “dared greatly.”

To wrap things up, allow me to wax a little philosophical here and say that I realize that most of the people in my life don’t really care that I’m a runner or even care that I ran today’s race. I’m totally at peace with that. Sure, I love the challenge of racing, but it’s not my life. It’s totally an optional activity and I’m blessed to be able to do it, plain and simple. Realizing this helps keep racing fun.

So there you have it. Thank you for reading. You rock! (Unless you beat me in today’s race.)

Friday, July 26

8:44 AM This morning I was reading the blog of someone trying to raise support for the new ministry to which God had called him. No one had prepared him, he said, for how difficult support raising would be. But the good news, he went on to say, is that the God who owns the cattle on a thousand hills will always supply the needs of those who follow Him. However, that’s not the point of Psalm 50:10(asthis essay shows). The Psalmist mentions the cattle not to remind us that God is able and willing to supply our needs, but to remind us that He is not dependent on us for “food.”

Thinking about the future can be frightening. Thankfully, God knows our uncertainties. We can relax in the knowledge that He has a definite plan for our lives. And He will provide for all of our needs, even when we fall into the trap of quoting verses out of their context. I guess that’s the main point of this blog post. “He owns the cattle on a thousand hills” is a chorus I grew up singing. I didn’t realize at the time that we can’t necessarily allow our hymnody to be our theology. In the end, however, the truth remains: God has a plan for our lives, a plan more fulfilling and exciting than anything we could ever ask or imagine. Even when we don’t know what it is, He does. All we have to do is allow God enough elbow room in our lives to do what He’s best at doing. 

Which verses have you quoted out of context? (Come on, we’ve all done it.)

What’s the impossible or unbelievable situation you’re currently facing? Why not turn it over to Him (again)?

Angus on the farm. What wonderful creatures. God owns ’em!

7:24 AM When I was in seminary I took a course in Christian apologetics. The idea was to learn certain types of argumentation that might convince the interested non-believer in the truthfulness of the Christian faith. A verse that we used to justify this approach was 1 Pet. 3:15, which says we are to offer a defense (Greek apologia) to everyone who asks us for the hope among us. In that day, apologetics involved (at least) a defense against charges that Christianity was subversive to the empire. Peter is therefore keen to show that Christians, under ordinary circumstances, are willing to submit themselves to “every human institution” (2:13). Today, apologetics often centers on questions about the truthfulness and trustworthiness of the Bible. That will, in fact, be the focus of theapologetics conference on Saturday, Sept. 14, at Clearview Church in Henderson, NC. We live in a world where people often challenge the reliability of Scripture. Those challenges must be addressed. But we also live in a world where people are turned off by Christianity because of the way Christians behave. That’s why Peter immediately adds that our defense of the Gospel must be matched by a Christ-like attitude. We are to do apologetics with gentleness and respect. That’s how Christ responded to His enemies. Everywhere He went He was gentle with those who were hostile toward Him.

Francis Schaeffer, whom I had the joy of hearing personally when I lived in Switzerland, once wrote a book called The Church at the End of the 20th Century.

Many have never heard of it, but I dare say it may well be the most important book on apologetics Schaffer ever wrote. It in he argues that the greatest apologetic for Christianity is nothing other than love (John 13:34-35). I recall as a teenager in Hawai’i being turned off by Christianity, not so much because I believed it was illogical or indefensible, but because of the disconnect I saw between the apologist and his or her lifestyle. How can people respect us when we are not living consistently with what we believe? God is not only asking us to tell our unsaved neighbors what a friend they have in Jesus, but also to show them what a friend they have in us. Love them, Jesus says. Love them until they ask you why.

Evangelism is godliness lived out. God’s plan for evangelism is for every believer to become a redemptive person by loving their neighbor sacrificially and even scandalously if necessary. We fit into God’s purpose by loving Him and then by loving others until they ask us why. Can you loan out your lawn mower? Can you bake a key lime pie? Can you drive a friend to the doctor’s office? Somebody’s neighbor found Christ through just such a kind gesture. Paul says we are to be “living epistles, read by all” (2 Cor. 3:2-3). The imagery presupposes regular, close contact with not-yet-believers. Our goal is not to beat people into submission with our arguments. Yes, words are necessary. But we must also “play the music.” It may take years for your friend to come to Christ. Don’t give up! Pray for boldness and for open doors. Ask God to use the witness of your serving lifestyle. Let people see the heart of the One who died for their sins. Most of all, be a genuine friend who loves people in very specific and tangible ways.

May God help all of us to defend the faith — not only with our lips but also with our lifestyle.

Thursday, July 25

4:56 PM If you’re not sick of me yet talking about races, clickhere to visit the 25th Annual Run for Life 5K and 1 Mile Run website. I literally just found out about it not 20 minutes ago via email. I actually ran this race last year. If there’s one thing the running community is, it’s a community of mutual support. Most of us run for various causes, and what better cause can one possibly run for than to benefit Birth Choice of Raleigh, which has provided free service to pregnant women since 1971. You hear it all the time — we need to do something about the problem of abortion in America. We’ll, here’s something you can do to make a difference. You get to donate to a worthy cause while doing something you love. “Well, I don’t love to run,” you say. Then do the 1 mile fun run/walk. You’ll be glad you did. I’m so glad to see that my calendar is free that day. In my opinion, running for a reason other than your own health and well being is one of the most satisfying things a person can do. So I hope you will come out and support the cause. It’s certainly a worthy one. Whether we’re talking about abortion or euthanasia, people think they can control life and death by taking the matter into their own hands. This is pure hubris. How we humans think we can trespass into God’s territory in this matter is beyond me.

Life is a gift of God. So is the ability to run. And when the two are wedded together, so much the better!

4:05 PM I’m sitting here having just eaten my supper. (Yes, supper. I’m up at 5:00, so 4:00 pm is supper time in this household.)

I actually cooked this. And yes, I like ground black pepper.

What are you doing? Here’s more:

1) What I’m reading. Anne Groton’s fabulous textbook on Classical Greek called From Alpha to Omega. (I see I’m not the only one who calls the three aspects: imperfective, perfective, and aoristic. Go Anne!)

2) What I’m working on. Mowing the yards. The weather has been purr-fect.

3) What I’m watching. The Volcom Pro Tournament from the Banzai Pipeline on YouTube. Sadly, the North Shore will be completely flat when I’m there in August. Boohoo.

4) What I’m planning. Things to do in Hawai’i.

5) What I’m drinking. Weird, but since I cut out all sodas I’ve been consuming lots of water.

6) What I’m dreading. The long flight from Denver to Honolulu.

7) What I’m trying. This intense dumbbell routine. It’s a killer. You should try it too! 

By the way, today one of my grandsons turns two. Here’s the birthday boy (left) with his brother Bradford. Happy Born Day, Chesley! Papa B loves you!

6:10 AM When I crossed the finish line of my first marathon in Cincinnati 4 years ago, I didn’t know what was in store for me. These past 4 years of running have been a wild ride. If I’m able to run in Chicago in October, it will be my 16th marathon. Would I have been the same person had I never started running? I can’t answer that question. What I can say is this: I am as excited today about the Chicago Marathon as I was when I ran Cincy 4 years ago. Like everything linked to the body, the desire to run and finish a race is linked with the urge God gives all of us to push through grueling and challenging times in our lives. What I’ve learned is that, unless we are truly motivated to keep on going, the temptation is very strong to stop running. Thankfully, I still find enjoyment in the sport, otherwise I’m not sure I could continue to run. I’ve learned to appreciate the little things along the way — the importance of good shoes, the need for rest, the value of training. Ask any marathoner (and I only qualify for that title by the most generous of terms): all of us run for the same reason. What could be better than challenging your body to go 26.2 miles in every conceivable kind of weather conditions?

Of course, the most exciting thing is not the race but the comradery. If you don’t know what I mean, just stand at the end of a marathon and watch people crossing the finish line. Not just the elite athletes, but those who finish 5, 6, 7, or even 8 hours after the race begins. I keep saying that nothing is impossible is you’re willing to pay the price for your dream. That’s true whether you’re looking to start a doctoral program or are wanting to raise a family. Sometimes people look at you like you’re crazy. But I’d rather be a crazy, happy man than someone who has stopped dreaming.

Racing is never easy. It shouldn’t be. It just takes time and perseverance. Like life.

Happy Thursday!

Wednesday, July 24

8:15 PM Becky and I met in the cafeteria line at Biola. She had just experienced a rough spell dating Bible majors. She told me she found them, well, somewhat immature. But we began dating, even though I was a Bible major. We usually went to the local coffee shop and just talked. One semester I took a hiatus from Biola and spent 8 months in Hawai’i surfing all day and working in a Waikiki restaurant in the evenings. Becky and I would correspond through letters. She’d tell me about her life in California, and I’d relay glimpses to her about my life in Hawai’i. Before long, I began to miss Becky achingly. I recall that for a long time I would sign my letters, “Best, Dave.” Then one day I wrote, “Love, Dave.” Thus began a love story that would last for 40 years.

Like you, I love the Scriptures. I love studying them and I love teaching them. But my relationship with the Lord can’t be all intellectual. My goal, on a daily basis, is to fall increasingly in love with God, to bring honor to Jesus Christ, and to become more like Him in both my attitudes and my actions. W. H. Griffith-Thomas, co-founder of Dallas Theological Seminary, once wrote:

It is, of course, essential to remember that theology is not merely a matter of intellect, but also of experience. Theology is concerned with spiritual realities, and must include personal experience as well as ideas …. The feeling equally with reason must share in the consideration of theology, because theology is of the heart, and the deepest truths are inextricably bound up with personal needs and experiences.

This isn’t a particularly cosmic thought, I know. But today I experienced again what it feels like to be in fellowship with the Triune God. Of course, true love is more than an emotional rush. Love must be nurtured in an environment of mutual trust and respect. Without trust, love dies. Love means contributing my best to the relationship. After all, that’s how God first loved us.

Truth and love. Intellect and emotion. It’s a difficult balancing act. Jonathan Edwards once described his relationship with God as being full of Christ, loving Him with a holy and pure love, trusting in Him, serving and following Him, being totally wrapped up in the fullness of Christ. What a beautiful picture of how mind and heart can work together to produce a deep experience with God. I long for these times with the Father, just as I believe He longs for these times with me. That is the heart of a Father to His children, expressed to us through His Son, and mediated by His Spirit.

I Long to Worship Thee!

 

7:12 PM Our NT 2 class covers Acts through Revelation, so you can imagine my joy when these arrived today.

Craig Keener (New Testament prof at Asbury) has penned some of the best commentaries on the New Testament. His commentary on Acts (4 volumes!) runs to roughly 6,000 pages. Keener is also the author of the highly acclaimed 1,200-page study called Miracles: The Credibility of the New Testament Accounts. Not shown here is his book on the Holy Spirit called Gift and Giver: The Holy Spirit for Today. Most of you probably know that I spend no time on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, or Pinterest. I simply don’t have the time or energy to devote to this blog, my farm, my teaching and writing, and my family plus all of that social media stuff. Instead, I spend my free time in reading. Some books you want to read. Others you have to read. Keener’s books fall into both categories. I want to be a person who’s interested in many things and who’s learning new things. I think reading books helps me to do just that.

What have you been reading lately?

What’s the best book you’ve read this year?

7:46 AM I’ve signed up for a race this Saturday in Morrisville, NC. I love the name:Sole to Soul 5K: For Hope. All proceeds will benefit an NGO called Projects for Hope, which works mostly in Kenya. This will be a smallish race. Thus far only about 35 people have signed up. Have I told you how much I enjoy small races? They are very cool. No age group awards. No fancy eats afterwards. No fanfare. You are pretty much just a group of runners who are out to raise money for charity. Here’s the thing about racing, though. Runners love to run. And runners love to run with other people. It doesn’t matter whether that number is large or microscopic. Big events like the Chicago Marathon (October 13 — Yay!) attract about 40,000 runners each year. The course is lined with spectators from start to finish. There’s lots of hype and excitement. And why not? It’s CHICAGO! At the other end of the spectrum are races like this Saturday’s 5K in Morrisville. Small races are boss. For one thing, there will be no elbowing other runners as you make your way to the starting line. Don’t get me wrong. I still love bigger events. I love the adrenaline kick you get, plus I love all the spectators. But small races are much more personal. In the end, there’s no reason to do any of it unless it brings joy into your life. Runners are people who find satisfaction in moving their bodies. Even people like me, whose lack of genetic ability is obvious, can find joy in the activity itself rather in their level of proficiency. My best is good enough. And so is yours, my friend.

Movement proves that we’re still alive. If you are a slow runner like me, it’s okay. Don’t try to keep up with the other runners. Don’t worry about looking dumb. A race is a good place to find the best in yourself, the best in others, and the best in running. 

6:10 AM The other day I listened to a wonderful sermon by pastor Bryan of Summit Denver onA Different Kind of Leadership. His text was Acts 6 and how a need arose in the early church and how that need was met. The apostles ended up delegating the care of widows to 7 men “full of the Spirit and wisdom.” I was reminded that, in the body of Christ, all ministries are needed. There is no hint whatsoever that the apostles considered the ministry of distributing food as in any way inferior to the ministry of teaching and prayer. Each follower of Jesus has a God-given task, and we must not allow ourselves to be distracted through concentrating on anything but own own calling. This truth should not only humble but inspire us and especially motivate us to work together as one team in all that we do as the body of Christ. We follow One who came not to be served but to serve, and it would be unthinkable that we would go through life spending our lives in any other way than serving others. I remember very clearly the time when the Lord seemed to grab a hold of Becky and me with His tender but firm hands, impelling us to get our eyes off ourselves and onto His mission. Since then, God has enriched my life with hundreds of likeminded people, ordinary believers doing the work of the kingdom and extending God’s mercy further than they ever thought possible. I can’t articulate my thrill and gratitude to be able to be teaching NT 2 again this fall. I can promise my students no expert’s example, only the words of a man who has never been more aware of his own ignorance and arrogance. Together, I pray we will learn how to follow the downward path of Jesus into a life of obedience and sacrificial love. May He come in power and unleash the hands of His servants.

Tuesday, July 23

4:30 PM This morning I enjoyed breakfast with my assistant and his wife and their 6 children. It was a bittersweet time.

At the end of the month, Noah will be transitioning out of his role as my personal assistant as he begins to focus on the writing of his dissertation under my supervision. I am extremely grateful to Noah for the immense amount of time and energy he invested in my teaching and writing ministry. I cannot speak too highly of his conscientious work these past 4 years. He will be sorely missed.

Tonight one of my former Ph.D. students is traveling through the area and is visiting the farm for dinner. Gotta give him a lot of credit, risking, as he is, his digestion on my home cooking. We’ll see if he survives.

Monday, July 22

7:05 PM Today I got in a 45 minute workout and then swam for about an hour. Who says you slow down with age? I like to break up my swim between the crawl stroke and the breast stroke. I am pathetic because I’m too uncoordinated to do the butterfly. I definitely need to take swimming lessons. Afterwards I got home and found these waiting for me.

Everyone knows I have a reading problem. I read everything I can get my non-nicotine-stained hands on. These tomes will keep me busy this week. As you can see, the classicists have been publishing some pretty hefty grammars of late. As for George Will. Well, George Will is George Will. You kinda know what you’re going to get. (As if I’m not predictable.) One of my resolutions this summer was to read more — hence all these books I’ve been showing you pictures of. I don’t do historical fiction much, but if you think there’s something in that genre I need to read, let me know.

I close with these words of Helen Keller:

Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.

7:48 AM There are a couple of things on my bucket list that I’d still like to accomplish in 2019 if the Lord wills. One of them is climbing the tallest 14,000-er in the Rockies. I want so badly to see if I’m up to the challenge of Mt. Elbert. Climbing has meant so much to me post-Becky. I can’t even begin to tell you. It seems unreal that it was 3 years ago this summer that I left for Switzerland to climb the Alps. I came to Zermatt in search of a summit or two. Like Terry Fox, the Canadian who ran thousands of miles on one leg to raise money for cancer research, I also wanted to give a nod to the Becky Black Memorial Fund, which I had started just before I left. (To date, 650 million Canadian dollars have been raised in Terry’s name. By God’s grace, I was able to raise $25,000 for UNC Cancer Hospital.) I displayed a banner with Becky’s name on it every time I summited one of Zermatt’s peaks. You ask, “Weren’t you even a little bit afraid?” Oh yeah. For the first hundred yards or so I always had butterflies in my stomach. But as Helen Keller once said, “It’s okay to have butterflies in your stomach. Just get them to fly in formation.”

In climbing I’ve discovered something I love — a thing that really turns me on and excites me. Passion is what enabled Aimee Mullins to set records for running even though she’s missing two legs. I care passionately about what I do in life. I really want to do them. I don’t know where these passions come from (other than from the Lord), but I’ve got them. I love teaching. I can’t imagine doing anything else. I think being irrationally passionate about what you do is enormously healthy. I’m what psychologists refer to as a “striver.” Strivers are people who know what they want and run straight toward it. There’s something in me that pushes me to challenge myself as a climber, and I just have to go with it. Exploring your passions doesn’t mean you have to go all the way. I have no interest in climbing anything over 15,000 feet. And yes, it’s hard work, but that’s part of the fun.

Here’s my message for you today, my friend. In the strength of the Lord, be willing to do whatever it takes to accomplish your God-given goals. I believe that climbing not only brings me satisfaction but also a sense of confidence. We become confident when we meet a challenge head-on and overcome it. I’ll never forget the day my guide Walter took me to Zermatt’s famous Klettersteig — a vertical rock wall on very exposed terrain. It took me 4 hours to climb 1,800 vertical feet. Focus was absolutely critical. Many people work hard but they’re not focused. They’re Dabblers and not Doers. I realized as soon as I began climbing the Klettersteig that I had to focus. The focus paid off and I completed the course.

When Bill Gates started Microsoft he focused on one thing and only one thing. “Microsoft is designed to write great software,” he said. “We are not designed to be good at other things.” Being able to focus will help you regardless of what you’re doing. The truth is that we all find it easy to focus on what we love doing. When people are lazy, they’re usually lazy about things that don’t interest them. To climb you’ve got to love the sport — and then you’re got to push, push, push yourself, mentally and physically. Mostly I’ve had to push through self-doubt. In climbing there are plenty of opportunities for second-guessing yourself: Will my body adjust to the elevation, will my legs be strong enough to carry me, will I tire out before the climb is over? On my trip to the Alps there were many moments when I said, “Oh man, I can’t believe I got this far!” The trick is to keep pushing yourself, even when you think you can’t go on.

I find that being pushed for a climb (or a marathon) actually helps my teaching and writing. Pushing is absolutely necessary in a creative environment. As a youth I wasn’t very self-disciplined, but now I’m very self-disciplined and I think it keeps me in top shape. Thankfully, I had my guide Walter to push me along.

I need people in my life who keep telling me, “You can do this, Dave.” I really need that support system. Not that I will ever be in the same league as Walter, who has summited the Matterhorn 17 times. But watching him excel at his job helps me dig down deep and push myself harder than I ever thought possible. I love pushing myself to the limit. And it’s a lot easier when you have a guy like Walter as your mentor (tor-mentor?).

In my day I’ve seen a lot of good teachers grow old and then sort of get to a certain point in their career where they just take it easy. And that’s where they stay for the rest of their careers. My philosophy is simple: If I can say, on December 31, that I’m a better athlete or teacher or dad than I was on January 1 of the same year, then I’ve been successful. Not for the sake of being better than someone else, but just because it’s so satisfying to be improving at something. I’m really never satisfied where I am in life. I’m always trying to push myself to the next level. But I’m not a person who’s unhappy if he isn’t perfect. I just want to keep improving.

Friend, whatever you are doing with your life, do it to the very best of your God-given ability. Forget about your weaknesses. Find something you’re good at and go for it with gusto. From the moment I summited my first Alp I knew I could accomplish a big goal. So I’d say, do what you love to do and everything else will fall into place. And no matter what you do, the secret to accomplishing your goals is plain old tenacity. It takes a long time to become really good at something. I’ve learned that if I can put just put one foot in front of the other, things generally work out well. Sure, setbacks will come. The problem is when we give up on ourselves. Adopt a “Don’t look back” attitude.

Climbing is the hardest thing I’ve ever done besides burying Becky. But in climbing I’ve discovered something I really love. What is it that gets you excited? Nothing is more important in life than being passionate about what God has created you to do, whatever that is. Someone has said: “If a man is called to be a street sweeper, he should sweep streets as Michelangelo painted or Beethoven composed music, or Shakespeare poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth will pause to say, ‘Here lived a great street sweeper who did his job well.'”

As for age, who cares? Age is merely a state of mind. It’s a label people use to pigeonhole others and place limits on what they can be. I choose not to be governed by labels. And doing what I love to do is one of the ways I stay young at heart. For years now I’ve left age at the door when I’ve walked into the different rooms of my life, being far more concerned about doing solid work, supporting my colleagues, and showing leadership without having some lofty title on my office door. Be an original, friend. There’s only one of you in the whole world. And no one else can be as good a you as you.

Sunday, July 21

9:45 PM Lord willing, in 2 weeks I leave for the island of O’ahu in Hawai’i. I’m no Rick Steves, but I do have a few suggestions for you in case you ever end up in the Paradise of the Pacific.

1. Use Airbnb. This can be a much less expensive alternative to staying in a fancy hotel. And in some parts of O’ahu there’s not even a single hotel room (like, for example, in my home town of Kailua on the Windward side). But plan to book early, as in at least 8 months before your trip, because Airbnbs go fast.

I snapped this picture of Kailua Beach during my trip there last year.

2. Growing up in Hawaii we used to joke that the state has four seasons: summer, summer, summer, and summer. Basically that’s true. But we do have our rainy season, which is January through March, and these months can get pretty wet. Avoid them if you want to enjoy the constant sun you can expect pretty much the rest of the year.

3. If you’re into hiking, you have to climb at least Diamond Head, the Makapu’u Lighthouse Trail, and Mount Olomana. The latter is in Kailua and boasts breathtaking views of Windward O’ahu. But be forewarned: The hike can be a bit on the dangerous side. If you have acrophobia and are easily frightened by knife-edged ridges, you might want to pass. Here’s a YouTube I made of one of my recent Olomana hikes. (This is obviously not a professional video!)

 

4. Other must-see touristy destinations include:

  • The Dole Pineapple Plantation

  • The Arizona Memorial

  • Snorkeling at Hanauma Bay

  • Renting a kayak at Kailua Beach

  • Enjoying a sunset cruise at Waikiki Beach

  • Visiting the Polynesian Cultural Center

  • Seeing the view of Honolulu from atop Punchbowl Crater

  • Stopping by the Banzai Pipeline on the North Shore

  • Running the Honolulu Marathon (if you’re there in December)

5. Avoid the rush hour traffic by staying off the freeway from 5:30 – 9:00 am and 3:00 to 7:00 pm. Honolulu has the absolute worst traffic in the nation so don’t get stuck in it if you can avoid it.

6. As for cuisine, you must try these 5 foods: poke, plate lunch, shave ice, manapua, and (my favorite) malasadas.

7. Attend church on Sunday. There are a number of sound evangelical churches on O’ahu, from Southern Baptist to New Hope.

Pastor Kevin Akana of Windward Baptist Church. A dear bruddah.

8. Always be friendly toward the locals. Remember: How you treat people greatly influences how they behave toward you. Be yourself but your best self. Hawai’i is one of the most friendly places you will ever visit as long as you exercise basic respect. 

Well, I hope you enjoy your visit to O’ahu should you be able to go there some day. Sure, there are other islands you could also travel to, but O’ahu is probably the best island to visit if you’re going to Hawai’i for the first time. It’s not only easier to find accommodations and packages there due to increased competition, but O’ahu is the cultural heart of the Hawaiian Islands. Of course, the best thing about it is that I was born and raised there 🙂

My view each morning. Every day is beautiful in Hawai’i.  

5:42 PM Ever heard of Neil Armstrong? Check. Buzz Aldrin? Check. Michael Collins? Who????

Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin, of course, were the astronauts who set foot on the moon 50 years ago yesterday. Michael Collins was the man who flew their spacecraft to the moon, kept it in the right place while Armstrong and Aldrin did their thing, and then brought them back home safely.

Collins had perhaps the most important job of all yet was barely recognized in the press. In fact, there were thousands of people who collaborated to make the Apollo 11 mission a success. They were all part of a single team formed to carry out one of mankind’s greatest feats. These men and women were all heroes.

As for the church, let’s remember:

1. God calls all of His people to ministry.

2. God calls different people to different ministries.

3. God expects us to fulfill our ministries, not someone else’s.

In Acts 6, the work of the Twelve and the work of the Seven are both called a diakonia (“ministry”). The Twelve were called to the diakonia of the word, whereas the Seven were called to the diakonia of tables. Neither ministry is superior to the other, and neither ministry is inferior to the other. We do a great disservice when we refer to the pastorate as “the” ministry. In the New Testament, there is a wide diversity of callings, gifts, and ministries, and each and every one of them is vital to the cause of Christ.

Thank you, Michael Collins, for your service to our country. You’re a reminder that there’s no such thing as bit players. Everybody is important. The same thing is true in the church. Jesus said the kingdom of heaven belongs to the poor, the meek, the nobodies, the people relegated to the background. In the end, all of them received star treatment from Christ.

11:15 AM This morning’s message, brought by one of my former personal assistants, was fabulous. It was on the topic of hell from Matthew 13. I hadn’t heard a message on hell in I don’t know how many years. The exposition was both solid and practical. We’re here on this planet as God’s children to be salt and light. We’ve been given a serious and sacred task — to help shine the light of the Gospel so that people will be delivered out of a living (and future) hell. C. S. Lewis once spoke of heaven and hell and then added: “All day long we are, in some degree, helping each other to one or the other of these destinations.” Every person you know will one day arrive at either heaven or hell. Thankfully, by the light of Christ they can be guided toward heaven.

Of course, as always I’m looking at the textual variants in the passage, and today was no exception. In Matt 13:43 should we read “Let him who has ears to hear hear” or “Let him who has ears hear”? I’ll go with the longer reading.

It’s pretty obvious that we’re dealing here with a case of parablepsis (an oversight of the eye). The scribe passed from one –akou– to the next –akou– and thus left out the infinitive akouein, “to hear.” (“Ears to hear hear” became simply “ears hear.”)

The external evidence corroborates this conclusion, at least to my way of thinking.

The reading akouein is as early as is its omission (the Old Latin alone pushes it into the second century) but akouein is more geographically widespread (in the omission we have basically an Alexandrian reading that is up against a Byzantine and Western reading). As for the text of Sinaiticus and Vaticanus, I recall Keith Elliott once referring to the “hypnotic effect of Aleph and B.” Could that be in play here?

It’s too hot to be outdoors today (even by the pool) so I’m going to get caught up on my reading. Heat stroke is nothing to play around with. It’s super important to pay attention to the weather. The line between feeling “Wow, I’m really hot” and losing your mental faculties can be crossed quickly. 

Be careful today, friends.

6:10 AM My assistant Noah Kelley has just updated our Greek Portal. Check it out at ourWhat’s New? page.

I like geeky Greek things, don’t you? And I say that as someone who dropped out of his beginning Greek class at Biola after only 3 weeks. Yes, I had one of those classes. You think you’re prepared and all of a sudden the unexpected happens. Your heart drops, your spirit droops. I came all the way to California for this? That said, there are two choices. You have two and only two possible attitudes.

I’m outta here. Greek is too much. If I was meant to learn Greek I would have. It’s just not worth it. I won’t try that again.

Or …

Well, that wasn’t exactly what I was expecting. But if at first you don’t succeed, get back on your feet and try again. This failure will not define me. I’ll master Greek yet. I’ll create a new memory.

There’s that word “new” again. You pick yourself up. You dust yourself off. And you get back on track.

I’m sorry if things aren’t going your way right now. Believe me, I know it hurts. Don’t let that disappointment define you. You’ll get another shot, and you’ll rock it that much harder after that experience. I know. Been there, done that. I signed up for another Greek course at a different school and the rest, as they say, is history. And I plan to be teaching Greek when I’m 100.

Glory to God.

Saturday, July 20

9:02 PM So, what are you watching tonight to celebrate the moon landing 50 years ago? I’m going to watch First Man for the tenth time. I think I’ve seen every documentary about Neil Armstrong out there and I’ve appreciated each one for telling the story of a very humble American who did what he was asked to. First Man, while about the landing on the moon, is about something more, however. It was the characters’ personal lives that really spoke to me, especially the reunion of Armstrong and his wife at the end of the film. The distance to the moon was matched only by the distance between husband and wife. Their marriage was far from perfect, but they seemed to accept that fact, as least in the movie. The one thing First Man will do is get you thinking about your own relationships and what’s holding you back from making them work. Anyway, I need to take the dog out for one last walk tonight before cranking up the movie. I’m resisting the urge to talk to you about the Chicago Marathon even though it’s been on my mind all day. Comedian Jimmy Kimmel once said, “Did you know it’s illegal to run a marathon unless you tell eighty people about it all day every day for three months?” Let’s face it, who really cares (other than my fellow runners) how much you suffer and persevere in a foot race? I don’t expect you to love running the way I do. Thankfully, we don’t all have to share the same interests to be supportive of each other. I try to strike a balance on this blog between personal stuff and biblical/theological stuff. Truth be told, if someone is passionate enough about something, you’re gonna to hear about it — a lot. I try not to blog too much about my races, but they keep me excited and, in the end, people understand. Right????

Now, let’s see …. What’s that you said about your dog learning how to roll over?

8:48 AM Good morning! Been up since 4:30 reviewing my lectures on Acts for my NT 2 class. One session will be devoted to a discussion of eldership in the New Testament. Here’s one question we’ll discuss: Is the concept of “first among equals” (primus inter pares) biblical? Can you have a plurality of co-equal elders in a local congregation and still have a “senior” or “lead” pastor, someone who is usually known among the public as the pastor of that church? The issue is debated. I personally don’t use the expression “first among equals” because the New Testament doesn’t use it. But even if you do employ it, would this justify a senior pastor model in which one of the elders is seen as somehow being “the pastor” or the “head/leader” of that local church?

Here I’d like to defer to Alexander Strauch and his magnificent book Biblical Eldership. Mind you, Strauch does believe in the concept of “first among equals.” He uses the expression positively several times in his chapter on “Shared Leadership.” But let’s not overlook the fact that he is also very intentional about nuancing his notion of “first among equals.” Here are two passages from that chapter that everyone should carefully consider. First, after showing how Peter was the chief speaker among the apostles and their natural leader, he observes:

In spite of his outstanding leadership and speaking ability, Peter possessed no legal or official rank or title above the other eleven. They were not his subordinates. They were not his staff or team of assistants. He wasn’t the apostles’ “senior pastor” (italics in the original).

For Strauch, nomenclature matters. The point seems to be that, while Peter may have been the most prominent among Jesus’ apostles, he wasn’t the “senior” apostle and the others “associate apostles.” They were all equally apostles. In the second place, after discussing elders who work hard at teaching and preaching (1 Tim. 5:17-18), Strauch notes:

This doesn’t mean, however, that elders who are first among their equals do all the thinking and decision-making for the group, or that they are the pastors while the others are merely elders. To call one elder “pastor” and the rest “elders” or one elder “the clergyman” and the rest “lay elders” is to act without biblical precedence. To do so will not result in biblical eldership. It will, at least in practice, create a separate, superior office over the eldership, just as was done in the early second century when the division between “the overseer” and “elders” occurred (italics in the original).

Again, Strauch seems to be questioning, not the concept of first among equals, but the nomenclature a church uses. There simply seems to be no biblical grounds for separating off a “senior” or “lead” pastor from the rest of the elders. Here I’d also like to mention something Strauch writes later in his book in a section called “The Church Is Under Christ’s Headship.” After noting Christ’s promise to be with His disciples “where two or three have gathered together in My name” (Matt. 18:20), Strauch writes:

Because the apostles knew that Jesus Christ, by the Holy Spirit, was uniquely present with them as Ruler, Head, Lord, Pastor, Master, Overseer, High Priest, and King, they chose a form of government that reflected this distinctive, fundamental, Christian truth…. The first Christians were truly Christ-centered, Christ-dependent churches…. Christ’s person and work was so infinitely great, final, and complete, that nothing — even in appearance — was to diminish the centrality of His presence among and sufficiency for His people.

This is followed by what I think is a really profound conclusion. Please read it carefully and thoughtfully.

So in the first century, no Christian would dare take the position or title of sole ruler, overseer, or pastor of the church…. There is only one flock and one Pastor (John 10:16), one body and one Head (Col. 1:18), one holy priesthood and one great High Priest (Heb. 4:14ff.), one brotherhood and one Elder Brother (Rom. 8:29), one building and one Cornerstone (1 Pet. 2:5ff.), one Mediator, one Lord. Jesus Christ is “Senior Pastor,” and all others are His undershepherds (1 Peter 5:4).

As an aside, I think it’s striking that one rarely hears today of the title “lead” or “senior” deacon in our churches. Deacons are deacons (though, of course, the deacon board might have a rotating chairmanship). When it comes to elders/pastors, however, there seems to be a tendency to move toward a “lead” pastor model. It is sometimes argued that “Every organization needs someone at the top, a head.” If I understand Strauch (and the New Testament) correctly, however, every local church already has such a Head in Jesus Christ.

What then? Tentatively I would like to suggest that we would do well to avoid the use of titles like “senior pastor” or “lead pastor” in our churches, especially in churches that practice plural eldership (a “fellowship of leadership,” to use Michael Green’s unforgettable expression). This doesn’t mean that a local church will not have one or two elders that are more well-known among the public or even do most of the formal teaching Sunday after Sunday. Interestingly, when we look into the pages of the New Testament, we look in vain for the name of the “senior/lead pastor” of any local church. Who was the lead pastor of the church at Thessalonica? We can’t determine that. The church in Philippi? No one knows. The church at Corinth? Impossible to say. There is only one local church in the New Testament where we actually know the name of the leader who sought to “be first” — the church described in 3 John — and here Diotrephes is hardly being set forth as a positive example. To my knowledge there is not one instance in the New Testament where a lead pastor of a local church is singled out for mention. Instead, Paul appoints “elders” (no mention of a lead pastor) in every church. Paul meets with the Ephesian “elders” in Miletus (no mention of a lead pastor). When we are sick we are to call the “elders” (no mention of a lead pastor) to pray over us. In Philippians, Paul greets the church’s “overseers” (no mention of a lead overseer) and deacons. Of course, titles are not the Gospel. I personally know a good many lead/senior pastors. Not one of them could be described as hubristic or authoritarian. Each is a godly, humble man. But again, nomenclature matters. Paul is very clear in Colossians: Jesus Christ alone is the Head of the body, which is the church — so that in all things He might have the preeminence. To repeat what Alexander Strauch said above: “nothing — even in appearance — was to diminish the centrality of [Christ’s] presence among and sufficiency for His people.” 

Not being an expert in ecclesiology, I hesitate to suggest an alternative title for the elder/pastor who does in fact serve as “first among equals” in our churches (if, indeed, you accept primus inter pares as a biblical concept). I find it very interesting and perhaps instructive that the apostle Peter, whose name always appears first in the lists of apostles in the New Testament, describes himself in 1 Pet. 5:1, not as senior apostle or as lead pastor, but simply as “fellow-” or “co-” elder. It is Christ Himself, he asserts without any hesitation, who is literally the church’s “Head/Chief/Lead Pastor” (1 Pet. 5:4). It seems to me that Peter might be intentionally trying to recede into the group by using the word sumpresbuteros (“co-elder”) to describe himself. If we take that as a hint for church leadership today, I’m wondering whether we couldn’t benefit from using a term like “Co-Pastor” or “Co-Elder” for the primus inter pares. Such an expression would make it crystal clear that we are not trying to abrogate to ourselves a title belonging primarily if not exclusively to Christ. Perhaps it would also help to emphasize the importance we attach to shared leadership in our congregations — we are all pastors, we are all overseers, we are all elders, and equally so. Here is an example of achurch in Denver that seems to intentionally stress that their six pastor-elders are co-equal; as far as I can tell, none of them holds the title “lead pastor.” Instead, their different ministries/areas of pastoral oversight are described. Here’s another example from Wilkesboro, NC. Of course, in cases where only one man is qualified biblically to serve as elder, then that church will have only one pastor, even as it seeks to raise up additional qualified leaders from their own number.

Much more could be said, of course, but this post is already too long. Much of this I’ll be incorporating into my book Godworld: Enter at Your Own Risk. In class, I’ll also be referring a good deal to my esteemed colleagues Ben Merkle and John Hammett, whose books on biblical eldership and church polity are most helpful and instructive. In particular, Hammett’s discussion of how to transition a church toward a smoothly functioning plural leadership without causing a church split is indispensable (Biblical Foundations for Baptist Churches, pp. 213-219).

Earlier I referred to Michael Green. A quote from his book Adventure of Faith might be a fitting conclusion to what we have said here (p. 86):

Monarchy is a bad principle for Christian leadership: it leads to the suppression of initiative. So is democracy: it leads to shared incompetence and ineffectiveness. What is needed is a leadership team accountable to God and to the congregation; a team which will give a lead and enable each member of the church to achieve his or her full potential and use that in God’s service. You need a fellowship of leadership to model that sort of thing and to help it come about.

Friday, July 19

4:40 PM Odds and ends ….

1) Some are you might be thinking about studying Latin. The question you have to ask (and answer) right off the bat: Should I study Classical or Ecclesiastical Latin? The answer is yes. What I mean is that there aren’t all that many differences between CL and EL in terms of grammar. But note: Pronunciation systems are quite different, as well as the vocabulary you’ll be acquiring. My two cents: Learn to read Ecclesiastical Latin. Here are my two favorite books in this genre:

 

2) CNN is reporting that Mitch Petrus (former Super Bowl champion) has died at the age of 32 from heatstroke. Not enough electrolytes apparently while working outdoors. Again, if you’re going to be outside today, be careful. If you’re running, the earlier in the day you do so, the better. Our bodies are incredible pieces of machinery but they’re not invincible. Stay focused on nutrition and hydration. And for the love of all things Greek, slow down. During my run this morning I plugged away at approximately the speed you move when standing in line at the DMV. It’s frustrating to be going so slowly, but it’s the only sensible thing to do.

3) I’ve just reviewed the sections on verbal aspect in Porter et al., Decker, Köstenberger et al., Mounce 4, and Voelz. I’m not content with any of them. I’m working on a comparison that maybe I’ll publish here or in a journal sometime.

4) Hurray (again) for FedEx!

5) ReadWhat I Learned During My First Semester in Seminary.

12:58 PM All morning long I told myself to get my act together long enough to be able to go out and get a run in before it got too sweltering hot. The weather today is perfect — for lounging around at the pool or running through sprinklers. Alas, all I had was the local high school track. Basically, I ended up a sweaty mess before I finally cranked out a respectable 4 miles at a 15 minute pace, which was all the heat allowed.

I was taking in 16 ounces of water for every 15 minutes of running. If you’ve had to go outdoors for any reason today, I feel your pain. Thank the Lord for air-conditioned cars and houses. Did you know that it’s possible to over-hydrate? In fact, it’s not uncommon to hear of runners getting sick or even dying from a condition called hyponatremia (low blood sodium). If you drink only water, you deplete the sodium and calcium stores in your body. By drinking only water when you run (and not adding in some sodium-containing sports drinks) you dilute the sodium in your blood to the point of needing hospitalization. That’s why on any given marathon course you’ll find both water and a sports drink that contains sodium at every aid station.

Well, tomorrow I think I’ll run at 3:00 am….

This is off-topic, but take a look at the following photos from some of our current introductory Greek grammars. The pages all have to do with vocabulary. Which do you like the best esthetically (i.e., is the easiest on the eye)? Which has information the others don’t but should? Which has too much data? Feel free to send me an email at dblack@sebts.edu with your thoughts. The reason I’m asking is because I’m praying about revising my beginning textbook in the next year or two, and any input you’d like to offer (about vocabulary or anything else) would be most welcome.

7:44 AM Read this morning on Twitter that the Greek word behind “forgive” means to “send forth.” This is just as wrong as saying that “forgive” means to “give for.” This list could go on and on. These myths are useful in part because they preach so well. Lexicographical eisegesis is never helpful, however. Most words have a range of meaning (Liddell-Scott list the following glosses for aphesis/aphiēmi: letting go, dismissal, leave of absence, remission of a debt, forgiveness, relaxation, exhaustion, divorce, conduit, sluice, etc.) Context, as always, is king.

7:12 AM “All I care for is to know Christ, to experience the power of his resurrection, and to share his sufferings, in growing conformity with his death” (Phil. 3:10 NEB). The goal of every Christian is to know Christ. The Bible is our guidebook, showing us how to do this. Every morning I must offer to Him again my body as a living sacrifice, asking Him to accept it as an act of worship and to press on with His work of transforming my mind from within so that I may grow in conformity to Christ.

Thursday, July 18

6:14 PM I will tell you what makes me very happy. It’s working out at the Y for 45 minutes and then swimming for 45 minutes and then — and here’s the icing on the cake — having a hot dog “all the way.” I’m usually way more self-disciplined about eating than I was today, but rules are there to be broken, right? Today’s workout really knocked me dead. I needed a quick pick-me-up, and what better way to get energized than to eat a fatty unhealthy kuntry kookin’ DAWG. Notice, by the way, I said “all the way.” This ain’t just any old dog. It’s the way God made hot dogs. Plus, you know you must be doing something right when you can order a hot dog for a mere buck fifty.

Fun fact: Here in the great state of Virginia, a hot dog served all the way comes with mustard, onions, and chili. Not so 3 miles south of me. In Granville County, North Carolina, where I imagine the “all-the-way-dog” originated (eat your heart out,West Virginia), a hot dog comes automatically with slaw. You must be aware of this when you cross the state line. You may not notice it, but you are going from one major U.S. subculture to another major U.S. subculture. You are moving from Harris Teeter to Food Lion, from BMWs to pick up trucks, from highways with yellow lines down the middle to gravel roads. Hey, I didn’t move to rural Virginia for nothin!

More information (in case you’re ever in my neck of the woods and are trying to order a REAL hot dog):

  • Don’t even try asking for ketchup. You will be laughed to scorn and chased out of town on a rail.

  • Only nuclear red hot dogs will do.

  • At Dairy Dell (my local haunt) don’t expect chairs, tables, or fuss. Grab your paper bag and leave. This here is sacred ground for buying and selling, not for chowin’ down.

  • You will get three or four napkins along with your order. You will need them.

  • Cash only, by the way. This ain’t Raleigh, remember?

So there you have it, folks. Like almost everyone else, I love me some southern hot dogs. It’s really my downfall. I would love to eat two of these every day.

Disclaimer: This is not a food blog. Be sure to check with your doctor before doing anything recommended here. The less I’m sued, the more money I’ll have to spend at Dairy Dell.

8:30 AM FYI: I just placed an order for the New English Bible. I used to have a copy but somehow it just upped and disappeared.

I love this version! Here’s an example from Heb 1:1:

When in former times God spoke to our forefathers, he spoke in fragmentary and varied fashion through the prophets.

Did you notice the alliteration with the fricative sound “f”? Former, forefathers,fragmentary, fashion, prophets. This is absolutely brilliant. In Greek, of course, the alliterated letter is the “p” sound, but there can never be a one-to-one correspondence between Greek and English.

The “f” sound is good enough for me!

 

6:40 AM As usual, Sheba and I sat on the front porch this morning watching the sun come up. The dawn, they say, is clearer than any other time of the day.

So it is spiritually, I think. I’m never on the porch without my Bible at hand. This morning I was led to read one of my favorite Old Testament books. It contains the thoughts of “The Philosopher,” a man who reflected deeply on how short and mysterious life is, filled with injustices and contradictions. He concluded that “life is useless.” Yet he also advised people to make the best of their brief existence on earth and to enjoy each of God’s gifts as long as they could.

This morning I was in Ecclesiastes 11. And here I read what seemed to me to be two contradictory statements. In verse 5 we read that “God made everything.” But in verse 6 we read, “Do your planting in the morning and in the evening, too. You never know whether it will all grow well or whether one planting will do better than the other.”

God makes everything grow. Remember that.

You must do the planting and harvesting. Remember that, too.

We see here the clear fact of God’s sovereign will operating through people to whom He has granted freedom of will. Nehemiah might have put it this way (Neh. 5:16; 6:16):

I put all my energy into the work on this wall.

This work has been accomplished by the help of our God.

God could do everything Himself if He wanted to. But He so designed the world that we must plant and harvest if we are going to eat. There is perhaps no more staggering truth than the fact that a sovereign God has ordained our participation. Note: He doesn’t force our participation. God’s will is always gladly and willingly done. Greek student, it’s of the utmost importance that you understand that God has ordained things in such a way that His own action is coupled with our action. When our will acts in accordance with God’s, this is the Christian life. This is a beautiful thing to behold. I’ve noticed that the happiest people on campus are those who truly want to be there. They delight in their studies. Some are actually having fun. They are free to study, not forced to study. When I was a student in Basel, I took 20 hours of lectures my first semester and 15 my second. None of these hours was required. Students at the University of Basel didn’t need extrinsic motivation to attend lectures. That’s why there were no quizzes or exams, no term papers or even attendance rolls. I believe that’s what’s wrong with our American educational system. We never think. Not really. We simply lack the mental discipline to do so. We want someone else to do the thinking for us. We want God to make the plants grow, and He will, of course. But we forget that it is we who must plant and it is we who must harvest. “Do your planting in the morning and in the evening,” wrote the Philosopher. “You never know whether it will all grow well or whether one planting will do better than the other.”

As you look at your list of things to do today, my friend, don’t underestimate the tremendous freedom of the will God has given you. Do not rebel at what He is telling you to do. You and I will be better off by obeying Him than by disobeying Him. Delight to do His will, and you might actually enjoy life despite its injustices and contradictions.

Wednesday, July 17

7:12 PM I’m a huge fan of documentaries. Last night I watched Spirit of the Marathon for the umpteenth time. It reminded me that I still had to make my plane reservations to run the Chicago Marathon on October 13. Just writing those words gives me the goosebumps. Are you kidding me? Me running Chicago? I’m nervous as all get out. But it’s good to be a little scared and humbled by the distance. My goal? Finish under the 6 and a half hour time limit. We’ll see.

Racing has become a classroom for me. I’m learning my limitations — and maybe even my potential. I am literally running for my life. If my kids bury me early, it won’t because I was out of shape. I think there’s something noble about people knocking themselves out for the sake of a cheap finisher’s medallion. The rules of racing are simple: Get to the starting line and do your dead-level best to finish. Now that running is an integral part of my life, I draw more and more insights from the sport into my essential self. These insights are perhaps less dramatic than those I find in the Bible, but they are no less profound.

One example: Running has taught me that good health is a gift from God, pure and simple. Sure, we think we can engineer a carefully sculptured body. I declare this to be sheer nonsense. If we are in good shape, super. But all the praise goes to the Lord. One day I’ll go off the rails health-wise. We all will. Through sickness. Cancer maybe. Who knows? If you and I are doing our best to maintain the temple, that’s good enough. We don’t live in a reality TV show; we’re living real lives. For me, getting in shape was like completing a doctoral program. I absolutely understand why people find other things to do with their time. Yet I think that sometimes we very much underestimate the power of God. I bet we are tougher than we think. Like all human beings, we grow through struggle, failure, and perseverance. And if it turns out that we never really do lose all that unwanted weight or get in perfect shape? We can still love God and follow Him. Because when our physical health tanks (and it will), He will hold us fast.

For me, a marathon is the ultimate metaphor for any major undertaking in life. Does it hurt? Yes. Does it require time, effort, and commitment? Yes. But the payoff is out of this world. It doesn’t matter what your goal is. You’ve got to push out of your self-imposed boundaries and never look back.

I love these quotes from Spirit of the Marathon:

  • Sometimes the moments that challenge us the most define us the most.

  • When you cross that finish line, no matter how slow or how fast, it will change your life forever.

  • It’s a scary distance.

  • That’s what the marathon teaches you. It teaches you to keep going.

  • People run the marathon to prove that there’s still triumph, that there’s still possibility, in their life.

  • The marathon is every man’s Everest.

Of all the things I’m thankful for at this stage in my life, it’s the connection I have with friends, family, and colleagues who are right there for me anytime I need them. And nothing has connected us and reconnected us more than honesty, than taking responsibility, than seeing our very souls as intertwined and seeing our lives as gifts we can give each other. I am determined by God’s grace to transform myself into the kind of man who would put the interests of others over my own. Running taps into all the fears I have about myself. But it also holds the potential to tap into something vastly more important and beautiful. The amount of grace that life requires is unfathomable. Let’s all allow the Lord to fill our containers to the brim this week — pushing through exhaustion like a marathoner and wrapping our arms around each other’s necks when we have to.

5:50 PM FedEx has been busy at Rosewood Farm.

I’m embarrassed to say it, but I still haven’t read my colleague John Hammett’s Biblical Foundations for Baptist Churches!

6:58 AM With only 5 weeks to go to the fall semester, I’m in full preparation mode. For sure, I’ve got the butterflies. There are all those imponderables: How will my students do? How will I do? Will the classroom computer screens work? Will everyone get their textbooks in time? Will Jesus come back before I have to teach the book of Revelation? (You can always hope, right?)

Here’s what I do know: I’ve put in the time. I’ve prepared. I am strong and fit. I cannot control everything. I can, however, expect the best of myself and of my students. And I can remember the point of it all: I love what I do. I just hope I do it in the Lord’s strength (and not my own) and for His glory alone.

Off to campus. Stop by the office if you need to see me (or just want to bring me some chocolate cookies).

5:10 AM Isn’t the word of God rich? “Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with all your might” (Eccl. 9:10). This verse jumped out at me in my Bible time this morning. I’ve held many jobs in my lifetime. I imagine you have too. When I turned 16, I began working at the local Marine base in Kaneohe as a plumber’s assistant. At that time I also began to play the trumpet semi-professionally. We played in officers clubs on O’ahu almost every weekend. At Biola I worked in the school cafeteria as a dishwasher. In California I was also a lifeguard and swimming instructor. A year after I had begun my M.Div. at Talbot, I was asked to teach 11 units of Greek at Biola. That was in 1976. This fall, amazingly enough, marks my 43rd year of teaching. Of course, when Becky and I lived in Basel in the early 1980s, neither of us were allowed to work. So before we left for Switzerland, both of us worked several jobs in order to be financially independent when we arrived in that pleasant city along the Rhine. The Lord gave me 3 jobs: teaching Greek, delivering tax returns to downtown Los Angeles, and two 12-hour shifts every weekend at the local Amway vitamin factory. All the while I was scurrying to finish my master’s thesis.

Every one of us has a duty designed for us by God. Some forms of work are labeled “fulltime Christian service.” But our work for God in the office or in the kitchen is no less Christian work. I didn’t necessarily enjoy working for Amway, but it was necessary to pay our bills while we lived in Europe. This is the very point we need to get hold of. Fulfillment is not to be found in any job in the world. We are sorely mistaken to look for such there. We must be willing to do whatever the Lord requires of us at that moment. Even the pleasantest job in the world (which for me is classroom teaching) is not fulfilling per se. It is a living but it is not living. Life is Christ, pure and simple. I am not happier today as a teacher than I was in the 1960s when I was unplugging stopped up toilets on the Marine base. I serve the same Master, and therefore all my work is Christian work, or can be.

“Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with all your might” must be our motto. Each of our abilities is a gift from God. A Christian is therefore characterized by a simple willingness to do whatever God requires of him or her. Even if the work seems at times like drudgery (and, believe me, even teaching and writing can become like that), it is still His work.

“Be the labor great or small, do it well or not at all.”

Tuesday, July 16

8:04 PM Two things to share tonight before I get back to my cookies and éclairs and have a sugar overdose and can’t type anymore.

I love this quote from Elizabeth Elliot. Don’t you? 

Next thing. Here’s a translation I bet many of you have never heard of. It’s called the New English Bible (NEB). It’s a bit clunky but sometimes it nails it. I was reading Matthew 11 in my Bible time this morning and ran across this rendering.

“Bend your necks to my yoke.” Brilliant. It’s as simple as that. Faith is neither a mood or a feeling. It’s obedience. We put the will of God squarely on our shoulders. To be a Christian in NT times was to be a disciple. There could be no two ways about it. Jesus Christ is Savior because He is Lord. Which means He’s the commanding officer in my life. He invites us to come to Him (not to any human because only He can grant a person true rest). We are not on our own to “do our own thing.” We must leave self behind, take up our cross, and go with Him. It is always thus. True life comes from being co-yoked with Jesus — the most meek person who ever lived. Meekness is nothing but the wholehearted yes to the will of the Father. When I put myself gladly at His disposal, and do whatever He is calling me to, then I can know that I am a true disciple.

Do you see a common theme? It’s all about Jesus and staying centered IN HIM.

5:18 PM Today I took a 2-hour nap. Happens to the best of us, I know. It was nice. Must have needed it. Did you know that mental fatigue can actually lead to perceived physical fatigue?It’s a fact. I must be doing too much blogging 🙂

Seeing as it is Amazon Prime Day, I ordered this online today at a very nice discount:

This little contraption is perfect for piriformis syndrome, or so I am told. Piriformis syndrome is caused by a microtrauma to the buttocks that leads to soft tissue inflammation and nerve compression. The PT tells me that it’s usually the result of (1) overuse of the piriformis muscle, (2) long-distance running, or (3) direct compression of the muscle (like when you’re riding your bike for 5 or 6 hours straight). I think I’ve been guilty of all three. Actually, I know I’ve been guilty of all three. I miss my long runs, but I do love to swim, and the weather has been perfect for looking at a little black line on the bottom of a pool while you do lap after lap after lap. There’s always a lesson to be learned when you get injured. I suppose for me the lesson I’ve learned is that my hips and glutes are pathetically weak and need to be strengthened and stretched. I haven’t yet given up hope of running pain-free again. But alas, a Type A runner tends to be a little impatient at times. I love being out in nature and can’t wait to hear the soft sounds of the crushed gravel under my feet (or bike tires). When I do get back to regular running and biking again, I’ll try not to go 10-15 miles at a time. Meantime, I’m self-medicating on chocolate cookies and éclairs. I wish. It’s bananas and nuts for me. I’m also trying to stay off WebMD!

P.S. These arrived just now. I hear the new Mounce is excellent. Kudos to all my fellow textbook writers!

9:36 AM This morning, as I was washing my breakfast dishes (I need a motto above my kitchen sink: “Divine services performed here three times daily”), I witnessed a squirrel merrily eating berries off of one of my blueberry bushes in the back yard. I see this everywhere in God’s creation: the animal world — peaceful, worry-free, finding their food provided by the Lord.

All of them look to You expectantly to give them their food at the proper time. What You give them they gather up. When You take away their breath, they fail. But when You breathe into them, they recover.

This saith the Lord about the animal world. And then He says this about you and about me:

Cast all your cares upon Him, for it matters to Him about you.

I believe God sent that little squirrel into my back yard this morning so that He could feed it. I believe He guides the animal world, just as He guides us. But in a deeper sense, only humans can be aware that they are cared for by a Divine Being. And if I trust Him, He will lead me through the fog of life to the island of His peace.

Becky’s death, a long and agonizing process, made me eternally grateful to God for plain, ordinary provisions, like having a vegetable garden or being able to bush-hog the pastures. I would find myself grateful for a pile of dishes to wash or a floor to sweep. These were tiny reminders that life goes on even in the midst of heartache and death. So today, when I do little things like wash the breakfast dishes, I’m reminded that there are many people on earth who have no dishes to wash because they didn’t have breakfast this morning or any other meal for that matter. What do dishes mean to them? Daily chores are a blessing that we often take for granted. We forget the tremendous blessing that we have the hands and strength to do these humble tasks.

What makes a work for God great?  When we do it willingly and with a heart set on one thing: pleasing God. Without this motivation, nothing is acceptable to Him. With it, everything is.

8:28 AM This is a fascinating lecture from Basel on language acquisition. It’s called “How Do We Learn to Speak?”

 

Apart from its evolutionary presuppositions, it makes several good points:

  • Language distinguishes humankind from other forms of life.

  • Switzerland has 4 official languages. One of them, German, has numerous dialects depending on where you live.

  • We are always inventing new words. “Menschen sind unglaublich gut darin, Sprache zu schaffen!”

  • Everyone can learn several languages. She asks her listeners, “How many languages do you know?”

This is just my opinion, but if you really want to learn how to read, understand, and translate your Greek New Testament, one of the best things you can do is to acquire a speaking knowledge of a modern foreign language. German would be a good place to start if only because it is so widely used in the theological world. You can also use it should you want to get your doctorate in a German-speaking university. Its grammar, especially its noun system, is very similar to that of Greek. And you already know some basic German vocabulary: Auto, Mutter, Buch, Vater, Angst, Kaput, Festschrift, Zeitgeist, etc. But any language will do. You want to get a feel for how translation works. At least it’s helped me!

6:30 AM Every field has its own jargon — its own specialized vocabulary. Running is no exception. A “streaker” is not what you think it is. Streaking simply means you’re on a running “streak.” “Chicked” is used when you’re a male and are passed by a female runner. To “bonk” means you’ve run out of energy in the middle of a race. A “DNF” means you didn’t finished a race you started. My favorite is LSD, maybe because it’s something I’m famous for (Long Slow Distance).

I’ve not only been chicked during a race but strollered and dogged.

What about biblical studies? Do we use any jargon? Oh my word! Here’s a sampling of our in-house lingo:

Weltanschauung. After all, why say “world view” when you can impress people with your German? 

Sitz im Leben. You Gospel students know what this one means. The life of Christ has 3 of these “settings in life”: the setting of life of Jesus, the setting in life of the early church, and the setting in life of the author of the Gospel you’re reading. (I personally prefer Das Sitz im Leben Jesu, das Sitz im Leben der Urgemeinde, and das Sitz im Leben des Verfassers. But that’s only because I’m a pedant.) 

Heilsgeschichte. This literally means “holy history” and refers to the fact that our Gospels are theological biographies. Of course, ask any person on the street in Berlin what this word means, and they’ll look at you like you have 10 heads. That’s because, unfortunately, they’re not an insider like you are.

LTT. Got you on this one, didn’t I? For several years now there’s been an attempt to replace “Pastoral Epistles” with the acronym LTT — Letters to Timothy and Titus. After all, neither Timothy nor Titus were pastors. The attempt has met with abject failure. We scholars love our traditions too much to give up on this one.

First Testament. This one hasn’t caught on either, but it’s an attempt to replace “Old Testament” or “Hebrew Bible.”

B.C.E. I grew up using B.C. (“Before Christ”). Shame on me. The po-mo term is “Before Common Era.”

Antilegomena. In Greek this means “spoken against.” Some of our early church fathers used the term to describe certain NT books whose canonicity was not universally accepted at first (Hebrews, James, Revelation, etc.).

Iconoclasm. Use this term (1) if you believe that images, paintings, and statues in your church lead to idol worship and should be destroyed or (2) if you just want to impress your friends.

Jeremiad. I’m pretty much an expert at this. It means to grip a lot about life’s hardships. The connection with the OT prophet Jeremiah should be obvious.

Pentateuch. The first 5 books of the Bible. But you probably knew that already.

Blessed. God-ordained luck. Best pronounced as two syllables: Bless-ed.

Septuagint. This is a word no one knows how to pronounce. I kid you not. It refers to the Greek translation of the Hebrew OT.

Bauer. The standard NT Greek lexicon. Also affectionately known as BDAG.

Eucharist. Why call it the “Lord’s Supper” when you can use this fancy term?

Hypostatic Union. Don’t ask.

Just. Required in every sentence during prayer, sometimes more than once in a sentence.

Tzitzit. This is my favorite. Some scholars think that Jesus wore the tzitzit — fringed garments.

Blah blah blah. What you say when you run out of examples in your list of Christian jargon.

So there you have it: Christian-eze 101!

What jargon did I miss?

What’s your favorite example?

Monday, July 15

5:20 PM Today could not have been any more perfect — for anything but running. After an hour workout at the YMCA, I decided to hit my favorite running trail, determined to get in 5 miles. I stopped after 3. I smiled big. Good boy, Dave. You’re finally learning how to listen to your body. I was mentally and physically cooked, so much so that I lazed in the cool water of the county pool for the next 2 hours. It helped. My periformis muscle still hurts. Oh well. There are worse things in life than aches and pains. Like not exercising at all. Friend, continue to live life fully — however you define that. For me, that means stop playing the blame game, especially with God. Accept the good and the bad, the valleys as well as the peaks. Keep taking risks. Most of all, stop seeking joy other than in Jesus. Nothing external can give you the joy that only He can give. Jesus became what God hates most (sin) so that we could become what God loves most (His children). He’s the Great Provider of all that we need. I’m celebrating that fact tonight.

8:42 AM Call me crazy, but I don’t think Greek is all that hard. That said, it does take lots of work to master the language. If you’re just starting to learn Greek this semester, here are some tips:

1) Understand (I mean, really understand) that discipline is the key. It’s like running a marathon. (Interestingly, a marathon has 26 miles and my textbook has 26 chapters. Strange coincidence!) You run one mile at a time. “Run the mile you’re in” is a mantra many of us use when we’re trying to complete a marathon. Really, it’s the only way to succeed.

2) Stay away from Google. Sure, there are zillions of bells and whistles you can use/consult/become addicted to as you study Greek. My advice, however, is to stick with your basic grammar book.

3) Reach out. This isn’t a race you can necessarily win alone. I offer tutoring to any student who requests it. Sometimes we just need a little boost to get us over the next speed bump. Let the people you trust the most lend you a helping hand. An elder at your church, for example, will (or should!) know Greek or at least enough of the language to guide you through the deep waters.

4) Keep your eye on the prize. Say to yourself, “In 9 months I’ll be reading 1 John in Greek,” and believe it. Goal setting is a very powerful thing.

5) Don’t obsess. There’s more to life than Greek. Much more. Don’t spend all your time studying your textbook. Get out and distract yourself. And please, don’t be so doomsday about everything. If you do poorly on one quiz, promise yourself you’ll do better the next time. (In my classes we drop the two lowest quizzes each semester. Everyone is going to blow it at least once.)

6) Finally, persist. Be glad you’re able to take Greek. One day you’ll thank me!

8:25 AM Want to win a copy of They Will Run and Not Grow Weary? Just send me an email telling me briefly what running has meant in your life. If I get several emails, I’ll pick the winner tomorrow randomly. Be sure to include your snail mail address.

 

7:55 AM In one month our new semester will begin. I’ve got 3 classes this fall: NT 2, Greek 1, and Advanced Greek Grammar. I could say a lot about all three. I recall how God used my classes in seminary to form me. The Bible became milk and then strong meat. It became a lamp to guide me through dark places and honey to my lips. I could say much more about the Bible and the benefits of reading it. But it is by serving the Lord that we develop our Christian muscles. The important thing is to show our love for the Lord not only with our lips but in our lives by giving ourselves to others in acts of service in His name.

A sort of odd thing that I do in my NT 2 class is to require what I call “Towel and Basin Ministries.” The syllabus states it this way:

In a “me first” culture, what will our non-Christian friends conclude when they see us serving and uplifting them, simply because we love them? While I recognize that your love for others cannot be measured, I ask that you abide by the following instructions to complete this component of the class:

(1) Choose a ministry or ministries to participate in. Ministries chosen for class must be approved by the professor, and you must choose a ministry that is new to you (one that you have not participated in before) and is regular and sacrificial.

(2) Turn in a report of your ministry at the beginning of class on December 4th, in person. Please specify such things as how many times you participated in this ministry, with whom you participated in this ministry, what benefits accrued to others through this ministry, and any reflections you have regarding how God was working in your heart through this ministry.

(3) Give a 5-minute report to the class on December 4th about how the Lord used you and your ministries this semester.

All Christians are called by God to serve others in this way. Without service there is no possibility of being conformed into the image of His Son. Service is one of the great means by which Jesus invites us to honor Him. It is also the means by which He pours Himself into our lives. Of course, we’ll also study a billion other things about the New Testament. We’ll review the authorship and date, the structure and contents, of each New Testament epistle. But the important thing is to show our gratitude to the Lord by serving Him. In due course everything I’ve taught my students in NT 2 will pass away. But the principle of service will not. Close friendships often develop as the Scriptures are studied and applied in this way. I’m always fascinated to see what kinds of ministries my students come up with. They become, in short, “the church in the world.” Such living out of the Gospel can be a great learning tool, and I trust and pray that such will be the case in the upcoming semester. 

Sunday, July 14

5:50 PM I’m back from up north. First off, I want to thank the National Park Service. I left Antietam and Gettysburg impressed again with the work they do to preserve and make accessible the many battlefields I’ve visited in the course of my life. The cloudless July sky promised me days of relentless sun, but better clear and hot than rainy and cold. Fields of soy beans and corn greeted me wherever I went. Harley-Davidsons mingled with Japanese tourists by the hundreds. But nothing can detract from just “being there.” I can almost imagine what it must have looked like in 1862 and 1863 when these battles took place. For obvious reasons, the Lutheran Seminary in Gettysburg caught my attention like no other venue.

Today it is a battlefield museum, dedicated to telling the story of what medicine was like in the 1860s. Second on my list would be the movie shown in the Gettysburg Visitors’ Center, narrated by Morgan Freeman. It’s a reminder that there are so many reasons to explore these battlefields, and so many ways to do it, including on horseback. On my drive home I went to church in Gordonsville, VA — another historic town. History buffs like me are very good at providing people with Too Much Information (TMI), so I’ll forego posting any more of the dozens or so photos I took. Except this one, of course, for obvious reasons (see my post from Thursday).

Well, that will have to do for now. I am in love with history, always have been, always will be. One of my favorite sayings is, “Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts” (Mark Twain).

Where’s the best place you’ve ever traveled to?

Where would you go if you could?

Friday, July 12    

6:20 AM Well, Wanderlust has gotten the better of me again, but before heading out let’s have some fun. The Car Talk website has areally cool list of texting abbreviations used by seasoned citizens. A sampling:

  • FWIW: Forgot Where I Was

  • BTW: Bring The Wheel-Chair

  • LOL: Living On Lipitor

  • IMHO: Is My Hearing-Aid On?

  • BYOT: Bring Your Own Teeth

  • FYI: For Your Indigestion

Which got me to thinking. Maybe we Greek teachers need our own terms. Here are just a few I came up with this morning:

  • LR: Linguists Rock

  • TOD: Throw Out Deponency!

  • PSOC: Perfect: Stative Or Combinative?

  • AAA: Aspect Ain’t Aktionsart

  • AAP: Aorists Ain’t Punctiliar

  • AHSK: Anyone Here Speak Koine?

  • TABITW: The Amplified Bible Is Too Wordy [Circumlocutory, Repetitious, Verbose] (it has too many words)

  • TGINCG: Thank God It’s Not Classical Greek

  • WWATHD: What Would A.T. Have Done?

Okay, enough, right? So it’s back on the road for me. To me, living means (among other things) expanding your mind and perspective by traveling. On any trip there are a million things that grab your attention. I’ve been to Sharpsburg and Gettysburg a gazillion times but there are still a gazillion things I haven’t seen or done. I try to travel with an openness to people and experiences. That’s one reason I like to stay at Airbnbs. It’s amazing how we human beings are alike even though we live in different states or have different backgrounds. As you leave home, you leave the usual and enter the world of the new. It’s subtle, but you know when you’ve left your normal life behind. Suffice it to say, we all need to get away from time to time. I’ve never visited Thailand but I’d like to. I’ve never eaten a fried bug but I’d find that interesting. I still want to climb to the top of Mount Elbert (the highest 14er in the Rockies). Etc., etc., etc. This weekend is all about the 1860s. My goal is to not overdo things, meet nice people, soak up all the history, and return home refreshed. I plan on spending a lot of time with the Lord. In the moments when I think I am most alone I don’t feel lonely. I’m a fervent believer in the promise of the Great Commission: Jesus is with me daily, helping me to be and do everything God created me to be and do. “A student who is fully trained will become just like their teacher” (Luke 6:40). As we immerse ourselves in the life of Rabbi Jesus, we are taking an intentional step toward being transformed. Amen.

Thanks for following along with me on this journey. Next month: Hawaii, if the good Lord wills!!!

Thursday, July 11    

5:10 PM I’ve booked my Airbnb rooms for the trip, one in Keedysville on the outskirts of Sharpsburg, MD and the other in a small town called Zora, PA about 20 minutes south of the Gettysburg battlefield — Zora having a single restaurant but one that boasts “fall off the bone ribs.” Hooker moved his I Corps through the little town of Keedysville on the morning of Sept. 15, 1862 and thence to the banks of Antietam Creek. Fighting would soon take place on a farm owned by John Miller. Today we know it as the Cornfield, a site that (tragically) earned the right of capitalization. I haven’t done a great deal with my family tree, but I have been able to trace my ancestry on my father’s side to a “J. Miller family who settled along the banks of the Antietam in western Maryland.” The Miller family had emigrated from Germany and, no doubt, were German Pacifists. They may have even attended the nearby Dunker Church. Becky and I celebrated our 20th wedding anniversary at the Piper Farm in Sharpsburg near the famous Sunken Road. My room in Zora is near Taneytown, MD, and from there I hope to be able to locate Meade’s HQ on the night before the battle of Gettysburg. I’m told it’s located just north of the town on Route 94. It was here that Meade received the report of John Reynolds’ death and decided to push the army north to Gettysburg rather than fight it out on the Pipe Creek line. If all goes according to plan, I hope to do most of my sightseeing on bike.

11:55 AM Just took my Sheltie for a walk on the farm. Nobody enjoyed it (*sarcasm*). After all, the sky is blue, the grass is green, the temp is perfect, and there’s a cool breeze blowing. Sorry, folks, but somebody has to enjoy farm life, and it might just as well be me.

11:28 AM Packing for a trip to the Antietam and Gettysburg Battlefield Parks. This time I hope to bike them. I am a huuuuge history buff. So I’m taking these along for the ride.

George Meade was the Rodney Dangerfield of the Union Army and deserves far more credit for the Federal victory at G-Burg than he’s been given. Antietam was the war’s single bloodiest battle. And Guelzo’s book on Gettysburg has never been surpassed.

Looks like nice weather. I plan to use country roads there and back. So much history to enjoy and learn from!

7:30 AM Greek 1 is about to start again — which means it’s time to leap over those grammatical hurdles again! One of the tallest is called grammatical gender. Who needs it??!! Well, you do if you’re going to read Greek. But you have to distinguish between natural gender and grammatical gender. Natural gender is, well, simply the gender of a person or object. Grammatical gender doesn’t necessarily match with the natural gender of the person or object being described. English, I’m told, was once a gendered language, but all that disappeared in Middle English. Trying to learn a gendered language like Koine Greek can be tricky. The key is to memorize the article the with the noun. Of course, some endings are normally one gender or the other (in Spanish, nouns ending in -a are usually feminine in gender). But it’s best not to guess. Most of the time you’ll find gender not very intuitive, unfortunately. Classic example: The word for “manliness” is actually feminine in German, Latin, and Spanish. Some linguists believe that scrapping gendered articles is the wave of the future. When I was studying in German-speaking Basel, we students were usually addressed by the masculine Sehr geehrte Studenten. Then I noticed some profs using Sehr geehrte Studenten (masculine) und Studentinnin (feminine). Today I’m told the trend is to use the more-neutral sounding Studierende (“those who study”). I sometimes “cheated” when speaking German by using de instead of der, die, das. Few cared. After all, de is widely used in Low German.

If you’ve ever struggled with grammatical gender in German, you might find this video helpful. But don’t be too hard on yourself. Even Germans get gender wrong occasionally!

 

6:36 AM I think I’ll order this for my car.

Studies show that people who walk from their sofa to their refrigerator are 80 percent more likely to begin exercising than those who don’t. (I just made that up. But it sounds good.)

Wednesday, July 10    

8:04 PM I promise you: I will never take good health for granted again. I actually just had a long talk with a good “friend” of mine (me).

  • Enough with the excuses already.

  • You had a GREAT half marathon just over a week ago.

  • So take self-pity off your to-do list.

  • Remember, there are many people who can’t run.

  • Goodness, there are people who can’t even walk (babies).

  • It is BLAZINGLY obvious that you are in good health other than some minor aches and pains.

  • So get out there and DO IT.

  • You always feel better after you run, even at your sloth-like pace.

  • Listen, you whiner. You GET to do this.

  • Be grateful there’s nothing über-wrong with you.

  • Matter of fact, half the people you know have minor aches and pains.

  • So lace up and go!

Well, I guess I sure told HIM!

You know I like to take risks. I was, however, thrown off a bit by my recent bout with prostatitis, as well as that silly old periformis muscle that’s pressing down on my sciatic nerve in my right glute. The PT told me to get my glutes stronger, and I’m working on that. I realize I’m the type of person to take myself way too seriously at times. But I want you to know that I’m absolutely and fully committed to being a healthy and long-lasting runner. If this means less marathons per year (say 1 or 2 instead of 5), so be it. If this means I need to cut way back on my racing goals, I’m good. I just have to be willing to back off when I feel I need to. Most of my current problems are caused simply by having too many birthdays. But the best thing you can do as you age is keep moving. For me, I think the key is going to change my running form. The important thing is to become smarter the older I get. Right now I’m making it a goal to plan how many workouts of each type I want to get in during the week and then I do whatever feels good that day. Or something like that. 

Okay. I’ll stop. Even I’m falling asleep.

7:04 PM Travel note: Lord willing, I’ll be speaking at Liberty University on Friday, Sept. 20. I’ll be in Ben Laird’s Greek class at noon and then Jill Ross’s Greek class at 3:15. Finally, I’m slated to give a lecture in Science Hall from 6:30-8:00 pm, sponsored by the university’s linguistics club. My topic is, “Why Bible Students Should Be the Best Linguists Out There.” All fools and philosophers are welcome!

6:45 PM “After you’ve gone where I’ve sent you, do everything you can to participate in the work of training the people from every nation to follow me in obedience and love, immersing them in the name of the Triune God — Father, Son, and Holy Spirit — and teaching them to obey all that I have commanded you. And don’t ever forget that I am with you each and every day, until the very end of the age.” The people of God have a unique and beautiful ministry in this world. “To participate in mission is to participate in the movement of God’s love toward people, since God is a fountain of sending love” (David Bosch). Then send us, Lord. Send every son and daughter of Yours. Cause us to join You in this great and glorious mission. As You sent the Son, we are now the Sent.

It’s a lovely thing to watch men and women working together for something bigger than themselves, regardless of their location or their vocation.

Tuesday, July 9    

9:22 AM Guess what you can get on sale at B & H Academic!

Chuck Quarles is one of the finest exegetes you will ever read.

8:42 AM Church websites seem to always have a button you can press for “Giving.” When I clicked on this one this morning I had a delightful surprise. Rather than talking about financial offerings, it emphasized that every member of the church has a spiritual “gift” to give to the body. Friends, there is a specific way God chooses to use every believer. He knows just what He wants to accomplish through the gift He’s given you. Quite frankly, that should scare a lot of us. Paul explains it like this: “Now to each one the manifestation of the Spirit is given for the common good” (1 Cor 12:7). Do I know what that ministry is? Am I doing it?

There’s been a lot of online discussion lately about whether or not you should get a Ph.D. in Biblical Studies. So few jobs. So few opportunities. Such a major commitment of time and money. Are you sure you want to do this?

Big shock: If God calls you do to something, He will take care of the place of service. I wouldn’t accept doctoral students unless I believed that. If you’re not sure, ask yourself: What does it seem that God has predisposed me toward? Do I love to teach? Do I really and truly enjoy research and writing? As in: Nerd Alert. Then, as God begins to move you in a certain direction, obey. Go with it. It’s God’s responsibility to gift you. It’s yours to show yourself obedient. God has spoken clearly on this matter (1 Cor. 12:4-6). Since the Spirit has gifted you, the Lord will appoint you to a place where you can exercise that gift, and the Father will determine the results of your service. Certainly you’re taking a big risk. But all of life is like that. Christianity is an adventure. If it wasn’t, we wouldn’t need faith.

Believer, God has equipped you to love, to serve, to minister to others. Spend time with the Spirit today. Ask Him to point you in the right direction. If you’re already using His gift to serve others, thank Him for it. There is hardly anything more rewarding in this world.

Monday, July 8    

8:34 PM In the latest issue of Christianity Today, Andrew Wilsonoffers an analogy to help us think biblically about what is involved in the “filling of the Spirit” (Eph. 5:18). He suggests it’s misguided for us to think of being “filled” in terms of a liquid like water filling a glass. Such an analogy raises all kinds of questions: “Can the Spirit be spilled?” “Are Christians capable of leaking?” Instead, he says we are to think of being filled with air or wind — like a bagpipe or a trumpet. A good analogy is that of a sailboat, he writes. A sailboat “requires a power beyond itself (the wind) to go anywhere.”

A glass of water only needs filling once; a sailboat won’t be useful without constant filling.

Sailors know that they must rely completely on an external force to get them anywhere. And so it is in the Christian life. The Holy Spirit is needed if God is to move us from where we are to where we ought to be. The same metaphor is found in Heb. 6:1. What is normally rendered as “Let us press on to maturity” is rendered “Let us continue to be carried along to maturity” in the ISV because the latter is what the Greek seems to be saying. The language is one of metaphor. We might paraphrase the verse as follows: “Let us raise our sails as it were and be moved along to maturity in the Christian life by the Holy Spirit of God.” The same Greek verb (phero) is also found in the passive voice in 2 Pet. 1:21: “holy men of God spoke as they were being carried along by the Holy Spirit.” (See my discussionhere.)

I needed this reminder today. There are moments in my life when I feel I am being led and guided by the Holy Spirit, but there are also a lot of times when I try to move the boat along in my own strength. There are moments of grace and beauty, but there are also moments of self-reliance and do-it-yourself living. I’ve sailed enough to know that a sailboat can’t go anywhere without someone raising the sails. I like the idea of the Holy Spirit moving me along to maturity. I wish my life was like that all the time. Needless to say, it can be. Thank God for His Spirit. Thank God we aren’t reliant on our own strength to make progress in holiness. The analogy of Eph. 5:18 stuns me, and reminds me once again that just when I think I’m making headway under my own power, I’m not. If I’m making any progress in this thing we call the Christian life, it’s because I’m living the miraculous, bright, beautiful stuff of the Spirit/Wind/Breath of God.

8:15 AM “For we are His masterpiece, created in Christ Jesus so that we can do the good things He planned for us long ago.”

Is this really talking about me? About damaged goods?

Being a kid in Hawaii, I just knew I wanted to be a musician when I grew up. I was certain that the only talent I had was playing the trumpet. I began to study music assiduously at the University of Hawaii after graduating from high school. Then I ended up at Biola. I had lost all vision of becoming a trumpet player. All I wanted to do was study the Bible. And Biola was the closest Christian university to my home in Kailua. I dragged my feet when it came to taking the two years of required Greek. Eventually I passed those courses and was hired to teach Classical and Koine Greek at Biola. I wondered out loud, Was I to become a professor? If so, I needed to find a good doctoral program. When I began working on my D. Theol. in Basel I could finally begin to see my future unfolding. I assumed I would be teaching at Biola for my entire career. But in 1998 God had other plans. Still today, it shocks me to recall the goodness of God in allowing us to move to North Carolina. My day to day work fits me just about perfectly. There seems to be the perfect balance between classroom teaching, academic writing, and personal mentoring. Steve Jobs once said, “You can’t connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect the dots looking backwards.” Today I’m able to look back and see how God was working every detail in my life into something good. What I once considered devastating detours I now see as necessary steps God was taking to get me to where I need to be. What I had to learn is that what I saw as tragedies God sees as future triumphs. Even when cancer and death came knocking on our door, Becky and I opened it and said, “You, Jesus, are the resurrection and the life. Even though we die, we will live” (John 11:25).

I imagine that some of you reading my blog this morning are going through some gut-wrenching circumstance, wondering if you’re tough enough to go on. I never, ever want to go through a journey as tough as our cancer journey again, but as we travelled through that dark valley, as we pressed into Jesus, our priorities began to change and our passion and love for people intensified. Now that Becky is gone, I have more time than ever to learn to pray and be with God. And the more time I spend with Papa, the more He renovates my life. It was in the pit that God prepared Joseph to take his place as a leader. Believer, you might right now be in that pit. Remember that God is using your messy circumstances to transform you into a masterpiece of His grace. If we’re honest and tender with ourselves, our lives are a testimony to God’s ability to turn our defeats into victories.

I went for a long walk recently. I needed to pour out before God my daddy hurts, the father wounds I’ve experienced all my life. By an act of faith, I started rehearsing in my mind the Gospel — that Jesus loves me just the way I am, cares for me, was wounded for me, experienced the cross on my behalf, and now lives in my heart to live His life through me. I realized that wallowing in self-pity only makes things worse by magnifying the pain instead of magnifying what Jesus has accomplished on our behalf. Listen to what Paul writes in Eph. 1:5-6: “God decided in advance to adopt us into His own family by bringing us to Himself through Jesus Christ. This is exactly what He wanted to do, and it gave Him great pleasure. And so we praise God for the glorious grace He has poured out on us who belong to His dear Son.” God the Papa has adopted me, which means that everything Jesus has I now have because I belong to Jesus, the Father’s Beloved Son.

Every once in a while, the bottom drops out in our lives. That’s just the way life is. No one is exempt. Let me encourage you. No one else may see the behind-the-scenes work Jesus is doing through you, but your Father sees. He’s cheering you on. The past doesn’t have to define you. Papa is inviting you into a life of continual transformation. Because you are His child, you are nothing less than His masterpiece.

Final reminder: Take time today to be with people who make your heart smile. We never know what’s around the corner, so live in the present. Soak it up. Enjoy every good gift Papa is giving you today.

Sunday, July 7    

1:54 PM In 1978, Becky and I spent 3 months in West Germany with Greater Europe Mission. We were based at the Bibelschule Bergstrasse in Seeheim. I’ll never forget arriving at the gates of the Bible school and seeing the institution’s motto. In German, just above the iron gates, were these words from Col. 2:3:

In ihm sind alle Schätze der Weisheit und der Erkenntnis verborgen.

(In Him are hidden all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge.)

I was reminded of that today while listening to an excellent message on Colossians.

Look at the verse again, believer. I hope you understand just how many opportunities Jesus has given you to hear from Him directly in His word. We never lack God’s authentic voice. While He does use other modes of communication (such as blogs and books and sermons), nothing can ever replace the written word of God. In it God has made it nearly impossible not to see and hear Jesus. This side of heaven, nothing is sweeter than sipping from the Living Water that Jesus promises to anyone who is thirsty. He alone is the treasury of wisdom and knowledge. Yes, listen to your teachers and counselors. But ask the Spirit Himself to show you fresh truth directly out of God’s word. God met me this morning in a church building through His spokesman. Amen for that. But the other 6 days of the week the word itself is His megaphone. (Even on Sunday that’s true.)

Incidentally, one of the songs we sang today was “In Christ Alone.”

I can’t tell you how many times Becky and I stood, side by side, arm in arm, singing the words “Till He returns, or calls me home, here in the power of Christ I’ll stand,” knowing full well that Becky’s days on earth were numbered. Believer, sometimes the blessings of life can only come through loss. Of course, you never choose the loss, but you wouldn’t miss the comfort of God that only comes when we’re in the dark. The breaking, the sorrow, is painful, but without it we’d never stand up straight and strong. Simply put, the Spirit ministers peace when we most need it, not a moment sooner. I think God knew how hard it would be for me to live without Becky, but He also knew the sweet communion we’d experience as a result of that loss.

Yesterday and today I’ve been on a personal retreat, studying what the Bible has to say about taming the tongue, focusing mostly on the book of James. Recently someone very close to me rebuked me for something I had said. Matthew Henry once noted, “See what a mercy it is to be under the restraints of an awakened conscience. Faithful are the wounds, and kind are the bonds, of that friend, for by them the soul is kept from perishing eternally.” Believers, imagine life without friends like that. Humility is looking to God in heaven through tears and thanking Him for the liberty that’s coming. I’d rather hear the Spirit’s convicting voice than not to hear His voice at all. He speaks, and you know what to do. I’m such a talker. Literally. But I need to do more listening. The misuse of the tongue is a sin we can’t ignore. Do you and I worship God with our lips? Ask Him to reveal any ways you might have distorted the truth. Pray for His incense to burn in your heart and on your tongue. With His help, I’ll do the same.

8:45 AM I watched a wonderful movie last night on Amazon Prime. It wasn’t a Christian film. In fact, it was secular, as secular as can be. Yet it oozed excellence. It’s tempting sometimes to read the Bible as though it is against the arts. I doubt that this is the case. I am an artist. I am a musician. So are many of you. A work of art can be a doxology in itself. God is interested in beauty, is He not? Come with me to the beaches of Hawaii, or to the Alps above Zermatt, or to Lake Tana in Ethiopia, or to my farm. God made creation to be beautiful. What makes art “Christian” is not necessarily the fact that it deals with Christian truth. The works of art in the Louvre should be to the praise of Christ. Art is something to be enjoyed per se, like the movie I enjoyed last night. Its cinematography, its musical score, its acting — all portrayed the kind of excellence that can only reflect the hand of a Creator God. Anything creative has value because God is the Creator. When I drew these pictures I didn’t do so in order to make a theological point.

I just happen to enjoy drawing faces.

If an artist’s technical excellence is high, he or she is to be acknowledged for this even though they might not even have a Christian worldview.

Even better is when we bring our art under the judgment of Christ. Have I done this to glorify God? Is it the best work I am capable of? And yes, is there a message, no matter how subtle, that my art is conveying? If so, am I conveying that truth accurately? My point is that Christian art is not always art that deals openly with Christian truth. I enjoy the sound of the wind rustling in the trees not because wind is a religious object but because of its intrinsic sonorous beauty. Yet doesn’t the wind, and the sky, and the entire earth raise our eyes toward heaven, toward the One who created all this?

The Christian life is to be a thing of truth but also a thing of beauty. My goal, in the years I have left on this earth, is to allow God to use my broken life to be a thing of beauty, a work of art that He can use for His purposes.

Saturday, July 6    

10:08 PM The most superb of Dupré’s works. I am dissolving into tears as I listen to this lovely melody.

I was born in the wrong era and in the wrong place. Organ music definitely brings me to my knees. Thank you, Lord, from the bottom of my heart.

9:24 PM Francis Schaeffer: “If I have a conversation with a theological liberal, I hope he’ll take from it two equally strong impressions. One, I really disagree with him. Two, I really care about him.”

That is really good.

12:44 PM From my daughter’s garden. Thank you!

 

8:48 AM Look forthis!

8:42 AM Here’s mom sharing her daughter’s book with our Ethiopian server in Dallas. Lovely.

8:40 AM Why you should consider having communionevery week.

8:34 AM Every good gift is from above! When the aspirin works, the Lord is the one who made it work. When the surgery is successful, the Lord is the one who saw to it. All healing is ultimately spiritual healing. When I approached my doctor last week with my symptoms, she put me on an antibiotic, but I did not approach her without also approaching God. I should never cease to give thanks to the one who gives me all things!

Friday, July 5    

6:10 PM Had a wonderful time in Dallas with mom and dad. Also happy to tell you that my 10K yesterday went extremely well. It was worth all the sweat. Do not be deceived. Dallas is HOT in July.

I leave you with four words from my Bible study this morning from James 5.

Suffering? Pray!

Cheerful? Praise!

SHA-ZAH-YUM! Man, I needed those words. Why is it that when I suffer I seem to do anything but pray? And why is it when I’m enjoying ease I seem to do anything but give God the glory? Prayer and praise are always appropriate. To pray is to acknowledge God’s sovereignty over my suffering. To praise is to acknowledge that He is the ultimate source of my gladness. Either way, my whole life is to be lived in His presence, whether sorrowful or joyful. Jesus is teaching me not to fixate on tomorrow’s fears or today’s joys but on His grace and presence. He’s the only one worthy of my entire life’s surrender. Believe that today, my friend. The same door flung wide open for your petitions is flung wide open for your praises — petitions in times of difficulty, praises in times of well-being. Practice it!

Tuesday, July 2    

6:10 AM Happy Fourth of July week, everybody. Thank you to all who have faithfully and lovingly run alongside me in this journey and encouraged me to keep lifting my hands in praise to God. Thank you for helping me to see and know Jesus through your words, hearts, and hope-filled lives. You fuel me to keep writing. May God remain the fire in your soul and the wind in your sails!

Monday, July 1    

5:48 PM My discussion with Abidan Shah on the importance of textual criticismhas now been posted. For more Carpe Mañana podcasts, gohere.

4:54 PM I leave tomorrow to spend several days with mom and dad in Texas. How do I define a relationship?

Relationship = Time + Words

If we’re not spending time with our loved ones, and if we’re not regularly communicating with them, we may call it a relationship but it’s anything but a relationship. Take the time to seek and pray about your relationships. Ask God to deepen them if they’ve become distant and stale. What I’ve learned over the years is that when it comes to practically anything in life, quality counts as much as quantity does. You don’t need tons of relationships but you do need a few quality ones. And remember: with each other, we can be ourselves — the good, the silly, the ugly, everything.

8:28 AM Here are two recent reviews of Dirk Jongkind’s new intro to the Tyndale House Greek New Testament. I think you might need to read both of them to get a balanced perspective. One is byWilliam Varner. The other is byJames Snapp.

Varner’s review is largely complimentary. Snapp’s is somewhat the opposite. Varner’s is brief. Snapp’s is a bit more detailed (and nuanced). Having written not a few book reviews in my lifetime, I can say that trying to evaluate the work of a fellow scholar is a thankless task. So I want to start by saying thanks to both Will and James for their essays. I am no specialist in New Testament textual criticism, and I have no expertise whatsoever in the method behind the THGNT. Textual criticism is a field into which I have trespassed, though I am not the only one to have done so, of course. The topic has attracted an extensive literature, and I’ve only been able to read some of it. In some circles, the topic is even explosive. Yet I have persevered in publishing in the field, mainly because I’m interested in producing (I hope) a perhaps more balanced approach between Alexandrian Priorists on the one hand and Byzantine Priorists on the other. I’ve even offered to the reading public a brief primer on the topic — a rather rough-hewn work of an ordinary New Testament teacher who is struggling to think Christianly and logically about the text of the New Testament. Like perhaps some of you, I feel myself caught in the painful tension between the two camps.

What, then, is my opinion of Dirk’s book? Well, I wrote a positive endorsement of it, so that should tell you something. The THGNT fairly cried out for an explanation of its existence, and Dirk’s book meets this need nicely. The book is a combination of practical suggestions and thoughtful meditations on issues such as evaluating variants and reading an apparatus. However, at the end of the day, I’m with Snapp: the THGNT leaves far too many questions to be very helpful as a basic guide to textual criticism. And, unlike Varner, I do not recommend that my students purchase it since they don’t have the luxury of buying more than one edition of the Greek New Testament. (The textual apparatus in the THGNT is completely inadequate, in my opinion, for anyone intent on doing serious work in the text, as Snapp has noted. I much prefer UBS or NA.) The one good thing I hope ensues from the debate over the THGNT is a renewed distinction between textual criticism as a science and one’s own reflections on the topic. Whereas the latter may have changed, the former has not. Thankfully, there are now many authoritative books and essays on this subject, many of them by evangelicals. One even hears more and more appreciative words spoken about this or that Byzantine reading. However, those who perceive a shift in the scholarly guild’s stance on the Byzantine text would be wrong. With very few exceptions, we still live a world dominated by Alexandrian Priority.

Again, I would like to thank both essayists for their reviews. Each took time from I’m sure a very busy schedule to put their thoughts down in writing. I am also extremely grateful to Dirk Jongkind for the immense time and energy he invested in making his book available to the public. I do hope that it will stimulate a new generation of Christian students to think seriously about some of the big exegetical issues of our day. 

6:56 AM My Bible reading this morning was in Galatians 6. Paul talks about his “scars.” A scar is a reminder of the body’s ability to heal itself. Scars are a testament to survival. Your scars each tell a story. Wear them with pride. It’s hard to think of scars as a blessing. Paul says we are clay pots. We are called to display the glory of Another. We each hold a priceless treasure. Who is watching you today? Do they see Jesus in all the chips and cracks? Do they see the inside of the box? The more holes we have, the more the light can shine through. Believe that today. In this scar-filled world, you are loved by an amazing God. He will take of all those who call upon His name. Today, as I continue to struggle with my scars, I know that God hears my cries for help and will sustain me. He gives me grace to endure and hope to persevere. In the meantime, I will serve Him as best as I can and always give Him the glory. I know I’m preaching to the choir here, but there is nothing better than starting your day by focusing on what you have and not on what you lack. 

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