Baptized for the Dead

With each passing day it seems that there is less and less veracity to the truths we hear passed on to us through our favorite news sources. The term "just the facts" has been watered down to "your facts." Its sad really. What can we trust? Whom can we trust? Its not like there isn't enough information out there. I heard recently that the average person in the year 1800 was only exposed to about as much information as there is in a Sunday newspaper in there entire life! Its an amazing thought. We live in an age where a first grader has probably been exposed to more information than many adults in previous ages (This doesn't mean the first grader is retaining all that information or even understands it). Yet it is unbelievable that we have access to so much. The enlightenment of our world has been the hope and goal of many including the founders of our country: "The most effectual means of preventing [the perversion of power into tyranny are] to illumina

I'm still a young man and yet I can see the ravages of time creeping forward. Like a tiger stalking its prey occasionally I get glimpses of the beast peaking at me from behind the bushes of life. It's not easy growing older. For many of us it's downright painful. As a result of this we've conjured up all sorts of "remedies" for what ails us and we clamor to prevent the smallest signs of aging. With as much time as we spend staving off the the signs of experience perhaps we are neglecting something even more important. God calls us to live in newness of life. If we have accepted Christ's death as our own we are also to accept His life as our own. The rejuvenation that comes from being restored to the image of God is truly life changing. The old thoughts and patterns once surrendered to the Lord begin to lose their grip on our lives. The mortar that once held up the walls of resistance begin to crumble and break as new walls are built on immortal foundations