It's Thanksgiving weekend. In between making pumpkin pies, apple crisp, barbecued pork chops in the crockpot, cleaning, and picking up my daughter from school, I started reading Carl Trueman's new book The Creedal Imperative.
During my hour drive there alone, I was wishing I could have had this on CD. It would have been much better than Vinyl 95's less than stellar selection of oldies. I like oldies, but these were some grim ones.
In his chapter about the cultural case against creeds and confessions, he points out that pragmatism is one force against creeds. People want practicalities, not dry creeds. I liked this:
Ask yourself this: if my church put on a conference about how to have a great Christian marriage and a fulfilled sex life, would more or fewer people attend than if we did one on the importance of the incarnation or the Trinity?
So far, this book is really good. He quoted a lyric from the Police's song "Da do do do; Da da da da," and Madonna's "Bedtime Stories. It's a great topic and I think this is going to be a good read.