“I know who I am.”*

by chuckofish

Yesterday Ray’s Tree Service was at my house all day. It was quite a racket. But two dead white oak trees are gone and our 250-year old mulberry is trimmed. Huzzah. It is always interesting to watch professionals do their work.

Meanwhile, while perusing Instagram, I followed a link to this:

“The English have Shakespeare. The French have Moliere. The Russians have Dostoevsky. What do we own? What do we have? The Western.” I concur.

This in turn led me to this:

Now I am not particularly a fan of Kevin Costner. I consider Dances With Wolves (1990) unwatchable. However, after watching his speech at the National Cowboy & Western Heritage Museum in 2019, I now know that he is my soul brother. What he says is very personal and from the heart. Watch the whole thing. Amazing.

This is a good one by Tim Challies about “middle” age. “Among those blessings is a sense of realism about myself that may have been missing in my younger years. I increasingly know who I am and, of equal importance, who I am not. I have a deeper understanding of what I am capable of and what I am incapable of. I have learned what I can expect of myself and what will only ever be beyond my capacity.”

And here’s one more article about Tim Keller written by Kevin DeYoung, who will one day be called a pillar of the PCA. “He loved Jesus. He loved the Bible. He loved his wife, Kathy, and their children. He kept the main thing the main thing. He wasn’t a jerk. He wasn’t a prima donna. He was enjoyable to be around. He was full of the fruit of the Spirit. He was ready for heaven. That’s a good life; that’s a Christian life.”

Amen, brother.

*Kevin Costner