This is a chat with one of our world’s most trusted ‘undeceivers’, Timothy Keller.

Whether you believe or doubt, we’re sure what you’re about to hear will bring fresh clarity about the Christian faith in doubting times.

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For a full transcript of this episode, click here.

This episode was sponsored by Zondervan’s new book Good News of Our Limits by Sean McGever. 

• Listen to the full sermon by Tim Keller that we excerpted at the top of this episode. It’s called ‘The God who is Everywhere.’ 
• Tim’s church in NYC, Redeemer Presbyterian.
• Find out more about Redeemer City to City, which mentors pastors and assists in church planting in urban centres all around the world.
• What does it mean to be ‘woke’, Essence Magazine, 2017
• Meet Jonathan Haidt, sociologist and author, here.
• Here’s the Pew Research study that found that younger people are significantly less religious.
• Meet Ross Douthat, New York Times columnist.
• Find out more about Blaise Pascal and his wager.
• Read Alasdair MacIntyre’s Whose Justice? Which Rationality? (1988) 
• Watch Rowan Atkinson’s ‘The Devil Toby welcomes you to hell’ skit. 
• Read Tim Keller’s 2008 best-seller ‘The Reason for God: Belief in an age of skepticism’.
• Don Carson on the permanence of hell.
• Read Kyle Harper’s From Shame to Sin: The Christian Transformation of Sexual Morality in Late Antiquity (2016)
• Thanks to our friends at Scot’s Church Melbourne.
• Read Keller’s three-part article on race and justice.
• Keller and his wife say they immerse themselves in the Psalms. Here’s one way you can do the same, with their My Rock; My Refuge: A Year of Daily Devotions in the Psalms. 
• John Owen’s books, The Mortification of Sin and Meditations and Discourses on the Glory of Christ.
• Here’s the full quote from The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King that Tim mentioned towards the end of the episode:
  • Far above the Ephel Dúath in the West the night-sky was still dim…. There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach. His song in the Tower had been defiance rather than hope; for then he was thinking of himself. Now, for a moment, his own fate, and even his master’s, ceased to trouble him. He crawled back into the brambles and laid himself by Frodo’s side, and putting away all fear he cast himself into a deep untroubled sleep.