Exactly six months ago I started working for Crossway. It has been one more remarkable gift of grace to me. I shake my head at how kind God has been.
At least four times just this week Stacey and I have wondered aloud at the goodness of God in bringing me here. It's not the new earth, we're all screw-ups, and when I walk in the door the Crossway sin-ometer rises. But I don't deserve to work with these people. Thought I admired them before; having seen it on the inside, that admiration has escalated. It's an unusual company.
God trains-with-hardship (paideuo) those he loves, and he will do that for me, as in some small ways he already has. But serving here has not been part of that.