Today you’ve become toxic. After all, you’re a Scotch-German mutt. If Granny Zornes’ legends are true, your Cherokee blood raises questions of complicity in oppressive colonization. You put marriage before career. You’re a man; and you know it. You married a woman; and you like it. You plan to have enough kids to thwart the most dogmatic climate activist’s CO2 reduction efforts. If all that weren’t enough, you believe that terrifying Pauline doctrine that salvation is by grace alone, through faith in Christ alone.
The Christ-less world screeches for you to be ashamed of all this. God, however, calls you to rejoice in these blessings. You’re now summoned to the duty of dying that this beloved daughter of God Almighty might flourish in sanctified femininity. You’re to have the swagger of a man who fears God alone. You must stand, when everybody flakes. Sprint into danger, when everyone else turns tail. Use your old parkour moxie for raising children who traumatize globalist bureaucrats.
Face this world with dauntless, Gospel aggression, but face your bride with jolly & gentle gravitas. May you & this good thing the Lord has favored you with be blessed with these covenant mercies: “[…] thou shalt keep the commandments of the LORD thy God, and walk in his ways. And all people of the earth shall see that thou art called by the name of the LORD; and they shall be afraid of thee. And the LORD shall make thee plenteous in goods, in the fruit of thy body, and in the fruit of thy cattle, and in the fruit of thy ground, in the land which the LORD sware unto thy fathers to give thee (Deut. 28:9b-11).”