Musings on trying to understand discordant perspectives within Christian faith … and other musings as well.
Show’n-off our new grandson
Please allow me to post a picture of our new grandson Jedidiah John Martin – born 2.1.09. All the usual suspects (mother, father, & child) are doing just fine. The new grandma (my wife) can’t wait until we travel to Nashville to meet the little tyke. The new grandpa (me) is dealing with issues of denial – I can’t believe that I’m now a grandfather! And more than that, I can’t believe that I’m married to a grandmother!!!
Grandpa, is there any difference between Calvinism & Arminianism?
Martin’s Mercurial Musings began when I started asking deeper questions related to my Christian faith. Matters of faith became confusing and I was baffled at the disparity of doctrines beliefs given that Christian work from the same “source material” (aka the Bible). How can there be so much variance as to what Christians believe? Or more importantly, where is the truth? That which I thought I knew and believed – well, I’m not so sure anymore.
Although born in OH, I grew up in Tucson AZ. After college, a job offer lured me to Eagan MN where I worked in process development at a semiconductor chip manufacturing facility over the next 40yrs. I’m now in the “Buick stage” of life (retired) and currently reside in FL. In no specific order, things which make life more enjoyable include coffee in the morning, making sawdust in the garage, roughhousing with the grandkids, playing various fretted instruments, participating in online chess tournaments, growing fresh tomatoes, and an occasional IPA.
In addition to my musings on Christian faith and Calvinistic doctrines, I also like to write about my experiences in the Coast Guard along with various news, political and social items of interest.
I’m truly delighted you’re here. Feel free to poke around and comment as you wish. I value the insight of others with a different perspective and welcome cordial discussions regarding any disagreements.
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