Some indeed preach Christ from envy and rivalry, but others from good will. The latter do it out of love, knowing that I am put here for the defense of the gospel. The former proclaim Christ out of selfish ambition, not sincerely but thinking to afflict me in my imprisonment.
I recently started journaling my way through another New Testament letter. I thank God for these letters. I thank God for the invention of written messages. I thank God for the gift of speech and the invention of written languages.
I thank God for the string of inventions that have made writing possible—charcoal on cave walls, styluses on cuneiform tablets, ink on paper, moveable type, crayons and construction paper, the keyboard and computer monitor. Not only that, but I thank God for other forms of written language—everything from printed t-shirts to sky-writing of the sort we saw in Orlando a couple weeks ago: