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Good Morning, Recently a friend of mine compiled a list of churches, presbytery-by-presbytery, in the Presbyterian Church in America who offer a second service (whether that be in the afternoon or in the evening) on the Lord’s Day. The PCA currently has 1,930 worshipping congregations. 238 of them have morning and evening services on the Sabbath, or roughly 11% of the denomination. Not to be left behind I went about and did my own sleuthing to see what the situation looks like in our beloved Associate Reformed Presbyterian Church. Similar work done for the Orthodox Presbyterian Church (the OPC) and the Reformed Presbyterian Church of North America (the RPCNA) showed in those respective communions a near/above 60% rate for evening worship. Our Dutch Reformed brothers (CanRC, URC, etc...) are closer to 90%. I figured we would not be anywhere near those numbers, and I was correct. As with all investigative reporting I am sure my findings are not 100% on the nose accurate, however, I thi...

  My kids make fun of me a good bit for my musical tastes, partly because that’s their job to poke at the old man for being out of touch and all that, but when it comes to one particular song the mocking turns to foot tapping and smiles. They get all surprised I like a song they like. It makes them question their own approval of it. While I am generally of the opinion that Nashville committed murder on music row in the late 90’s, if not earlier, there is one song, that I am sure y’all know, and it’s a tune which James William McManus will mock me mercifully about once I mention it here in a second. Yet there is a lyric in it that speaks to me, which all good music should do at some level. There is something special, likely designed by the Lord about the nature of composition which provokes certain emotions and ideas through the witness of men and women getting together strumming guitars and pounding on drums and manipulating fiddle strings that does something to the human spirit. W...