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We built a new house last year on a one-acre lot - pretty flat, no trees (it used to be a pasture) - perfect for a Bermudagrass turf project. I’ve been planning this out ever since we moved in, and now it’s upon me: the soil is up above 75 degrees, so it’s perfect for planting Bermuda seed.

Last week I rented a Bobcat with a tiller and landscape rake. I was going to take the soil from the high places and move it to the low places, smooth it out, and get the seedbed all perfect for sowing.

• Unfortunately, I got home to meet the delivery last week and they never showed.
• Fortunately, the rental guy said he’d do it this week for 25% off.
• Unfortunately, they lost track of the fact I rented a tiller and now they don’t have one.
• Fortunately, they rented me a soil conditioner at no charge.
• Unfortunately, the soil conditioner sprang a hydraulic leak and now the whole Bobcat doesn’t work.
• Unfortunately, the rental place is closed for the weekend.
• Fortunately, the guy who dropped off part of the equipment is a landscaper who just happened to leave me his card, so I called him.
• Fortunately, he told me I can just go buy some hydraulic fluid and I’ll be back in business.
• Unfortunately, I still can’t use the soil conditioner, since it still leaks.

With lots of time to think about just how nuts I am to be doing this, it occurs to me: this project is too big for me. But it’s not too big for the God I serve. Every time something goes wrong to discourage me, there’s a new faint glimmer of how to adapt and proceed.

Am I just being silly and “reading God into” these goings-on? Perhaps. But if it succeeds, it will be for His glory, and if it fails, it will be to my shame.

That’s just the way I like it.

Anyway, I’m off to make my first-ever purchase of Bobcat hydrostatic fluid.

More to come…

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Charles Krauthammer writes about the postmodern distaste for truth:

The campaign against certainty is merely the philosophical veneer for an attempt to politically marginalize and intellectually disenfranchise believers. Instead of arguing the merits of any issue, secularists are trying to win the argument by default on the grounds that the other side displays unhealthy certainty or, even worse, unseemly religiosity.

Read the article and note the irrational phobia that Krauthammer identifies in those who fear a reasoned exercise of transcendent belief.

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A conversation today brought to mind something I heard Howard Hendricks say when I was in college. It went something like this:

Whenever you see Jesus praising men, it is for their faith. Whenever you see him criticizing men, it is for their lack of faith.

What do you think? Does this hold water? Can we conclude anything from this?