Who has a harder time appreciating the glory of God? Is it the person sitting on a porch in Texas with a cup of coffee in his hand or the elderly peasant sitting on a bench in front of his house made of pounded earth? Which one really understands what it means to trust God?
I asked this question from my front porch in Texas. I am overwhelmed with thanksgiving. I am surrounded by blessings. I am aware that those blessings and the physical world’s are wonderful, but I am even more aware of the blessings of the incarnation, of the word becoming flesh and John 3:16.
I’m convinced that if all of the doom-sayers are correct, and our country descends into a totalitarian state where churches are closed, Bibles are confiscated, and true believers are locked up, I will still be able to praise the glory of God. To be honest, I don’t want to find out, but I hope that my focus is accurate enough that it would be true.
Pray for the people in Nigeria. Pray for believers in the Muslim world. Pray for believers in the desert of Europe. And don’t forget to pray for those of us who are living in plenty. Our temptation is just as real.
homo unius libri
Saturday, January 10, 2026
Opus 2026-020: Which Is Harder?
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