I hate the word ‘conservative’.
It smacks of rigidity.
Of a lack of thoughtfulness.
Cold, hard, unloving.
Sticking to something for the simple sake of holding:
‘But that’s the way we’ve always done it!’
(Why? Can you tell me why?)
I love the word ‘conservative’.
It details the delight of a sure and certain faith.
Of knowing God and his ways,
not in totality but in assurance.
Scripture, truth, Jesus, being His people in this world.
It has context that is guaranteed, that holds you,
‘cause it speaks of the God who has revealed Himself,
And who is at work in this world.
I hate the word ‘nuanced’.
It’s all the rage at the mo.
Disguised as ‘epistemic humility’
Dressed up fence sitting and clever arguments
That at the end of the day leave you in no-man’s land to die a thousand deaths
And to take others with you.
It’s the coward’s way out.
Gosh, make a decision, say something that matters!
I love the word ‘nuanced’.
It denotes reflection,
A thinking through of issues.
Contemplation of Scripture.
Realising that life is often not simply black and white.
People aren’t, circumstances aren’t.
We don’t know all things
So we speak with care and caution.
Firm, yet gentle.
God willing a little less of the ‘hated’ versions.
And a little more of the other.