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William Gouge, edited by Brown, Scott and Beeke, Joel. Building a Godly Home. Vol. 1 Grand Rapids, MI.: Reformation Heritage, 2013. 192 + xiii pp. $18.00

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Of Domesticall Duties, originally written in 1622 by Puritan minister William Gouge, was the seminal volume on the Christian home for generations. His thorough exposition of Ephesians 5:21-6:4 provided wise guidance and biblical counsel for those seeking to pattern their home after the Word of God. But due to its sheer size and antiquated language, the work has largely been lost to history. Seeking to introduce Gouge to a new generation of believers, Scott Brown and Joel R. Beeke have taken the monumental task of editing Gouge’s work and modernizing some of the language, while striving to remain faithful to his instruction.

As already written, the book is itself an exposition of Ephesians 5:21-6:4, and stands as an wonderful example of Puritan teaching. It is biblically-grounded, Christ-exalting, and vast in scope. Unlike many contemporary voices who work diligently to bend the Scriptures to tickle politically-correct ears, Gouge does not hesitate to allow God’s Word to speak clearly on the subjects of submission, headship, and authority. In good, Puritan style, Gouge frequently allows the text and the portrait of marriage to lead him into deeper theological discussion concerning baptism, communion, atonement, the nature of the Trinity, and other such doctrines leading the reader to ponder what length and breadth did Gouge’s original work travel without the work of the editors.

Critique

The editors ask in the Preface, “Have you ever desired a seasoned friend, thoroughly grounded in Scripture, to help you troubleshoot a family problem?” They then encourage the reader by writing, “In these pages, we hear the voice of a wise and loving mentor, calling us to the old paths laid out for the family in the Bible. Reading it is like sitting down to coffee with a gentle grandfather and wise pastor” (vii). This is a fantastic description of Gouge’s words and helps the reader understand the impetus behind the editing and republishing of such a work. But editing for the modern reader comes at a cost.

At several points in the book, the authors footnote that they are omitting certain grammatical arguments in support of Gouge’s interpretation on particular issues. Though this may seem a slight omission to many (if not most) readers, it leaves those well-versed in Greek wanting for a peek into the study of the author. One particular instance (page 67) cites Latin comments by Erasmus and Theodore Beza. Another occasion (page 112) eliminates a discussion of the genitive case and Greek prepositions. Once more, while seemingly insignificant for most audiences, scholars understand the significance of such discussions. Gouge was not an unlearned pastor and author. He handled the text in the original languages and no point was too minor to emphasize. While such edits are necessary for the sake of brevity, some readers will long that the editors include them in the appendices in future volumes.

At another point in the book, in a digression on the subject of baptism, Gouge expounds the meaning and beauty and wonder of the ordinance while defending a paedo-baptistic view. While it must be noted that this was the majority view in Gouge’s day, and remains such in many modern churches, Baptist readers (such as this reviewer) will be left to question how a man so steeped in Holy Writ could fail to see the inadequacy of his view, and the breath-taking imagery and biblical fidelity that demands the full immersion of believers in baptism.

These few critiques aside, Gouge’s work is one that this reviewer will continue reading as the second and third volumes are released. In a world where the definition of marriage is under attack even in churches, perhaps a voice from the past can help a generation find its way back to “the old paths laid out for the family in the Bible.”

William Gouge, Building a Godly Home, Vol. 1 A Holy Vision for Family Life


I received this book free from the publisher through the Reformation Heritage book review bloggers program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own.

The Impact of Fathers

December 20, 2012 — Leave a comment

Fathers (whether they recognize it or not) are behaving in a way that will shape their children’s understanding of what it means to be a father, and that understanding will occupy a central place in their lives. Are you their protector, or the principal thing they need protection from? Are you the provider, or the main impediment to provision? Are you the driving engine of joy in your household? Or the central reason for depression and sorrow?

Douglas Wilson, Father Hunger: Why God Calls Men to Love and Lead Their Families

Father Hunger

December 14, 2012 — Leave a comment

Wilson, Douglas. Father Hunger: Why God Calls Men to Love and Lead their Families. Nashville, Tenn.: Thomas Nelson, 2012. viii + 252 pp. $15.99

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In Father Hunger, Douglas Wilson addresses the current generation’s lack of comprehension of fatherhood. Many, however, do not recognize the dearth as the problem. In fact, many do not believe it exists. He writes, “As we look around, we know that we are broken, but we somehow assume that our notions of fatherhood are intact… Perhaps our world is as broken as it is because our understanding of fatherhood was shattered first” (2).

Never one to shy away from controversy, Wilson jumps into the shark-infested waters of gender roles almost immediately and declares the problem as he sees it. “Much of what will be argued throughout the course of this book will not seem very enlightened or progressive to today’s average reader, and so we must begin by addressing the problems created by something called egalitarianism” (5). Modern culture’s failure to clearly articulate and understand equality has led to dramatic problems.

Men and women, according to Wilson, are equal in the sense that they are to be given the same treatment in such arenas as a court of law, but the right to the same treatment does not, in fact, mean that they are the same. He explains, “A man might be called up to take care of all his tools, treating them all with the same kind of respect. But treating a hammer with respect and a screwdriver with respect means treating them differently – you don’t twist screws with a hammer and you don’t drive nails with the handle of a screwdriver” (6-7).

After making an initial proclamation of society’s ills, Wilson then traces the lack of true masculinity – genuine fathers – through various arenas and enterprises including religion, education, government, the workplace, and economics revealing society’s longing and need for such a thing. However controversial Wilson may be (and he has ruffled many feathers), one cannot accuse him of a failure to be thorough.

Chapter 13, “Some Father Mechanics,” is worth the price of the book alone.

While I found myself repeatedly nodding my head, making notes to myself, and committing to become a better father throughout this book, chapter 13 provided insight to some of my greatest weaknesses as a father. Naturally, this was terrifying and convicting, and was both my favorite and least-favorite chapter in the entire book. As a father of five children (four boys), I simply cannot afford to get this wrong.

You will undoubtedly find disagreement with portions of this book. The author’s opinions do not lack for conviction. He articulates those opinions clearly and forcefully. But despite whatever points of disagreement one finds, the message is clear. We suffer from father hunger. Our society, our culture, our workplaces and churches need men. They need men who are willing to be men – not in the feminine sense that society has attempted to shape us, nor in the obscene machismo that has risen as a response – but in the manner in which God has created them for and called them to.

Douglas Wilson, Father Hunger


I received this book free from the publisher through the Thomas Nelson book review bloggers program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own.

I've been sitting on this post for some time now, but couldn't think of a better day to post it than my little girl's 9th birthday. Happy birthday, baby girl. I love you so much and am so happy that God blessed your mother and I with such a precious angel.

Remember school dances in junior high? High School dances weren’t that much better either. Most of the time, you could always find the vast majority of the guys sitting in chairs surrounding the dance floor, resisting the pleadings of their girlfriends to actually get up and dance.

They were far too cool to actually get out of their seat and do something that might possibly make them a little uncomfortable.

But then there were the other guys. They seemed to have no shame. Not only would they dance, but they didn’t appear to have any desire to sit down and do what the other guys were doing.

The difficulty (for the guys who refused to get up) was in preventing their girls from dancing with other guys. I can’t count the number of times I would watch one guy’s girlfriend get sick of her lump of a boyfriend, and find somebody else to dance with.

A few months ago I experienced an eerily similar situation. As I looked around the dance-floor, there they were. Seated in chairs, staring into the bright screens of their phones, these men were still refusing to get up and dance. Ignoring the wishes of their girls, they assumed the position, and observed everyone else out on the floor.

Only now, these weren’t junior high students, or even high schoolers.

They were fathers.

My little girl and I were at a Daddy-Daughter Dance put on by the local high school.

And these fathers were committing the same sin as so many fathers commit – they were more interested in what was happening everywhere else (anywhere else) than what was happening in their little girl’s life. They were more interested in their own comfort, and were unwilling to get up and do what their little girl was asking them to do – to get up and dance, however awkward and uncomfortable it may feel.

Dads, she’s growing up. It’s happening. The reality is that she will stop asking you to dance with her very soon. And if you don’t get up and start dancing, she’ll give up on her lump of a daddy, and find someone else to dance with.

My goal is that he has to cut in on my daughter and I still dancing. My goal is that I make the most of every song until that day.

My responsibility is such that years from now, when her future husband asks for her hand in marriage, I’m still dancing with my little girl.

The Fab Five Norman Kids

January 27, 2012 — 2 Comments

My heart still aches when I see these images

I remember 10 years ago on September 11th like it was yesterday. I was a new husband, new father, and college student.

When my alarm clock sounded, there was no humorous banter by the radio hosts. There was no goofy song or parody. Instead, the voices that usually enabled us to wake up laughing were eerily serious. They claimed that a plane had flown into one of the two World Trade Towers.

It sounded like a bad joke.

I wish it had been.

When we realized that this “bit” wasn’t going to end, we ran to the living room in our 2 bedroom apartment in married student housing at East Texas Baptist University and turned on the television. The building was on fire.

I remember hearing my wife’s gasp.

And within 10 seconds of turning on the television, the second plane hit the other tower.

Stunned, my wife rushed to the nursery and picked our six-week old son (who’s now in 4th grade) out of his crib and placed him in my arms.

And there I stood, next to my wife in front of our television, holding our six-week old baby, wondering what kind of world he would grow up in.

And that’s the image that comes to mind when I remember September 11th.

What image do you think of when you remember September 11th?

image via flickr: hankplank

Hey guys! Where's my backpack?!

Over the course of this summer, I picked up Tedd Tripp’s Instructing a Child’s Heart. I had read his magnum opus of child-rearing, Shepherding a Child’s Heart, had recommended it to everyone I knew, and was ready to take the next step in my studies as a daddy.

Shepherding and Instructing a Child’s Heart are the most gospel-centric parenting manuals I’ve come across

Tripp calls parents to “formative instruction,” – that is, we have a responsibility not merely to allow culture to form the thoughts and habits of our children or to think, somehow, that we will passively affect their thoughts and behaviors without any intentionality.

God calls us to instruct our children about what to believe, how to think from the Scriptures, and how to live… Our central objective in instruction, discipline and correction is heart change, not behavior change.

After an extended call for formative instruction, Tripp gives a brief explanation of what that instruction entails – including the sowing and reaping principle, authority, the glory of God, wisdom, completion in Christ, and the importance of the church. He closes the book by giving thoughts on the application of this instruction.

Chase the Heart

One of the big takeaways for our family can be summed up in the brief statement, “Chase the heart.” Any time our children misbehave or fight (and they give us plenty of opportunities), we remind one another that correcting the behavior is important, but is not the ultimate goal. We remind one another to “chase the heart,” and help our children discover what sin or underlying motivation caused the action to begin with.

Do they need to cease that behavior? Certainly.

But if we only get them to stop through command, threat of punishment, or offer of reward, we lose the opportunity to help our children recognize sin, teach them to rely on the gospel for forgiveness, and to train them in righteousness.

I can’t recommend Instructing a Child’s Heart more highly.

Instructing a Child’s Heart
Shepherding a Child’s Heart

He walked!

February 23, 2011 — Leave a comment

It seems like just yesterday we brought him home from the hospital, and today, he took his first steps.

Haddon, say mama…

February 23, 2011 — Leave a comment

A few days ago, my wife was recording our 9 month old looking out of the window. Despite her many attempts to get him to say, “Mama,” he refused to acquiesce. Instead he called out the name of his favorite person in the whole world… “dada.”