I’m not sure how it happened, but the modern picture of slightly inebriated jolly old St. Nick, with rosy red checks, ear to ear smile, and a belly like a bowl full of jelly and beer, couldn’t be further from the truth of who St. Nick really was.

A few years ago, a bunch of my friends and I went out to the movies and saw an outstanding film: Gran Torino with Clint Eastwood. 

I’ve never made up a “books I’m going to read this year” list. But this year might be different. I want to be more organized and disciplined in my reading, so I’ve been keeping a mental list of books I’m going to (try to) read in 2015.

Oh my goodness! I’m so stoked. I just got word that registration is now open for the first ever Center for Pastor Theologians annual conference,

I often get asked if I’m “Reformed.” Oftentimes people just assume that I’m “Reformed.” Since I don’t care for labels and resist giving yes or no answers to complex questions, I usually give an answer much longer than the asker cared to receive. Am I “Reformed?” No, but I am “reformed”—lower-case “r.” Here’s why.

I just arrived in San Diego for the Evangelical Theological Society's annual meeting. I'll be presenting a paper this afternoon on sexual orientation along with Denny Burk and Wesley Hill, and I'm participating on a panel discussion on Paul and the Law on Friday afternoon.

I’ve always been torn between academia and the church. On the one hand, I love to study. I love books, theological discussions, books, Greek, reading, books, and teaching in an academic setting.