Daily Diary – 4/21/18

Why I Write These:

These are written in honor of my grandfather, Leon Milton Buttermore, who has a memory that I am envious of, and I hope that by doing this I am able to be the kind of man who starts to treasure the things given him.

Daily Highlights:

Godly thought of the day:

Judges 19:27-28 says: “When her master got up in the morning and opened the door of the house and stepped out to continue on his way, there lay his concubine, fallen in the doorway of the house, with her hands on the threshold. 28 He said to her, “Get up; let’s go.” But there was no answer. Then the man put her on his donkey and set out for home.

Ugh. I just hate, hate, hate this passage. The vileness and savagery of the Israelite community in raping and abusing this woman is almost surpassed by the casual indifference of this Levite, this priest of God to the plight of the woman.

Get up? Let’s go? Are you kidding me? Pastors, our hearts have to break for the brokeness we see around us. I can’t take it that this passage just has no remorse from the Levite. He is supposed to be a man of God! Where is the care? Where is the weeping at what has been done?

I can’t stand this. The brutality of the sexuality is appalling. The lack of empathy from God’s people stands out as potentially even worse.

Favorite meeting of the day:

Eating lunch with Josh Foster, Ms. Caroline (?), Andrew Adamson, Cole Penick, and random college student I didn’t get the name of. We had pizza after working on some things for a church work day. I was just struck by the fact that this is what Heaven will be like. It’s God’s people working (more accurately would be perhaps tending) the bounty of the land and enjoying it with each other and with our Lord.

I can’t wait for that!

Hardest part of my day:

Well, Dale died. Man, this hits like a gut punch. I didn’t get to say goodbye or be with him in his last moments. He was asleep the last time I saw him and now he’s asleep forever. I’m glad he isn’t in pain anymore, but I was just getting to know him.

Favorite moment of the day:

Got to have dinner with the Watkins family. I was glad to spend time with Sarah and her family. If you don’t know by now, I’d really like that to go well! An evening with them will be a memory to cherish.

Sarah made an amazing meal for everyone. It was dumplings, fried rice, general tso’s chicken, and noodles. It was so good. I don’t know how she does it, but I could really enjoy cooking with her in time, if that’s what the Lord allows to happen. She’s incredible. Really. Truly. Incredible. Then we watched Tangled with her family, and then talked for a bit.

When Dale died, she came over and held my hand and was very comforting. She’s just a complete package. I’m not sure why some college guy wasn’t dating her already, but their ignorance may be my gain. We shall see. But it was a good night! I hope for more evenings at the Watkins household.

What was the weather like today?:

Really great! Started off a bit chilly, but warmed up right nice. Got to go out and get a shirtless workout in at Lewis. It rained in the evening, but I was already indoors with the Watkins at that point. So happy I got to be outside for a large chunk of the day.

Most unfaithful moment of my day:

When I had the opportunity to eat at the BCM with pizza, I lost track of time and other things and forgot that some people were going to the food trucks at Lake Fayetteville. I had told them that we’d think about going there, and a few showed up and I kind of let them down. I don’t think it is a big deal, but I will try to apologize for that tomorrow. I just got caught up in a moment and didn’t give much thought to others away from my immediate presence.

What am I currently reading?:

Daily Bible Reading – 1 Kings 12-14

Dangerous Calling by Paul Tripp – No reading for this today.

Church History by Eusebius – No reading for this today.

Addictions: A Banquet in the Grave by Ed Welch – No reading for this today.

No Place for Truth: Or Whatever Happened to Evangelical Theology? by David F. Wells – Reading some of this tonight.

On the Bondage of the Will by Martin Luther – No reading for this today.

What was for dinner?:

Dumplings, fried rice, general tso’s chicken, noodles, and some cookies and milk for dessert. A good meal at the watkins. Pretty much all of it cooked by Sarah! She did let me help a bit with the dumplings though. That was nice!

Song of the day:

Messiah / Beautiful by Phil Wickham – Where death is just a memory. Oh, Dale! You’re there. I weep for you for now, but one day we’ll enter in as the wedding bells ring. I’ll be looking for you there, brother. I know I’ll see you.     

Quote of the day:

“The best moment of a Christian’s life is his last one, because it is the one that is nearest heaven. And then it is that he begins to strike the keynote of the song which he shall sing to all eternity.” — Charles Spurgeon

Mike Lawrence sent me this when he told me Dale passed away. Dale is home. He’s singing a keynote that begins the song of eternity. He’s where the plowman is overtaken by the reaper. He’s where the presense of our God blazes and pours forth light on all his people. He’s there. Enjoy it, Dale. You moved for the Gospel. You married your 2nd wife for the Gospel after your 1st was taken from you so early. You live for the Gospel. Your reward is merited because of how greatly Christ worked through you to make you one who had merit.

Prayer of the day:

Lord, these mighty oaks. These giants. They’re passing away. I am so young! How can we fill their shoes? They were so well read. They were so hospitable. They were so kind. They were so gentle. They’re fading. Let me not miss the testimony. Let me not miss the stone memorials they are. Let me see them and ask, “What is that?” and let them show me what the Lord has done for them when he led them out of Egypt, through the wilderness, and towards the Promised Land. Lord, give me grace to continue growing. Make me not like Billy Graham. Make me not like Augustine of Hippo. Make me like Dale Wright, a faithful servant with your name always on my lips. That is all I ask.             

Amen.

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