What I see when I get a moment to pause and make a little sense of the world
We move among surfaces. If we are lucky enough, if we are courageous enough, every once in a while we dive into the depths with another. It is not easy, because even through our best self-awareness, we remain largely unfathomable to ourselves.
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The Rise and Triumph of the Modern Self: Cultural Amnesia, Expressive Individualism, and the Road to the Sexual Revolution, by Carl R. Trueman (Wheaton, IL: Crossway, 2020), 425 pages
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Brian Blount’s Then the Whisper Put on Flesh was a watershed read for me. The book overtly reads the ethic of the Gospels for what it can do for African Americans. It exploits the text while it affirms it and at times claims it falls short of the fullness of liberation.
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Watercolour and ink portrait of Ruth by Sarah Beth Baca. Used with permission of the artist. All rights reserved. Prints of this portrait can be purchased here.
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This is a battle in the culture war that was never fully joined.
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Researchers proposed a fix to the biased algorithm, but one internal document predicted pushback from “conservative partners.”
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Front Porch Reflections 