How did you spend these last few weeks?
2018 closed out for me with way too much of my family’s favorite cuisine—pizza, burgers, and candy. I’m afraid I’m fated to fall into the clichéd new year’s dieting club, but I can’t help it. I’ve reached an age when food just tastes too good.
Also my year concluded with a fishing trip. I, my brother, his sons, and son-in-law were among the few nuts on Indian Creek at the very end of December, but we still managed to catch a couple of clueless bass that hadn’t gotten the news fish don’t bite during cold fronts.
Then there was a reunion with cousins, midnight Uno games, loud laughing, and a nice deep drink of my Louisiana hometown.
Underlying all of it was the preparation for five upcoming months in the book of Revelation.
That’s right. After not teaching through the Apocalypse for 15 years, I’ve decided to start it again this next week. My basic views haven’t changed, but my method of presentation has, and I hold much more loosely to certain speculative internal features that I was ready to fight over back when I thought I knew everything. I suppose seminary, further personal study, and spiritual maturity (I hope), has made the difference.
I believe the clumsy way this book has been handled has maligned it in the minds of modern readers. But fearful speculation shouldn’t be the outcome of Revelation. This book of the Bible has comforted believers for thousands of years now. Encouragement ought to be its final word, not a spate of religious horror movie adaptations.
I’ll be posting Revelation content until May. Join me starting next week, and let’s have a happy apocalypse.