Bruce Ware, professor of Christian theology here at Southern Seminary, has written a very unusual systematic theology book. It’s for kids. Actually, it’s for parents and their children to read through together, as they learn the doctrines of the Christian… Read More
In response to a radio program I did on the blessings of having children, I received a letter from a listener, who said he believed it is “a very inopportune time to have children.” Lamenting the difficulties families have competing against… Read More
I’m afraid I’m not the most popular pastor with the ten to fourteen-year-old demographic in my church right now. I took on an issue, parenthetically, yesterday that caused frenzied looks and agape mouths. I dared to question the theology of… Read More
Some commenters on the last post have raised the issue of “time out” as a tool for discipline, especially in light of my statement that extended periods of “time out” don’t communicate well the discipline of God over his children…. Read More
In a truly stomach-turning report, CNN notes that a bag containing the skeletal remains of at least six babies was found on the grounds of a Christian missionary hospital in India. CNN notes that the bones could be from stillborn babies who were not buried properly, or they could be the remains of sex-selection feticides or infanticides.
This is hardly an Indian-specific problem. Would that we could blame such things on a “backward” civilization bereft of “progress” and “Enlightenment.” India is a rapidly industrializing country, a nuclear power with a cultural heritage and a Hollywood commerce that is surpassed only by our own. In the United States of America, the only reason we so rarely find such bones is not because of our moral “progress.” It is instead because our abortuaries have the technical “progress” to grind the babies to more unrecognizable bits. There should be a sadness here. We don’t know the sexes of these babies, and we certainly don’t know their names. There are no birth certificates or death certificates, no identifiable next of kin, no gravestone.
They were never named, and were disposed of with a cruel efficiency.