In case you do not follow C. R. Wiley on Facebook, he tosses bon mots into the breezes of the commentariat (that’s not misspelled, by the way). Here’s one that’s especially encouraging:
Nice Guys from Hell: A title for something I may write about the emerging young Reformed cadre of ministers.
They’re soft, they’re sensitive, they’re really, really, really into grace, and they think boundaries are mean, and they’re coming to your church.
These guys are remarkably dangerous. They don’t begin with creation–or the beauty and utility of conjugal marriage–they have a tepid, even reluctant, disposition for its theological functions. Everything is personal sympathy for them, the ways in which the Law reinforces and supports social institutions is lost on them. They’re emotivists, retreating into the heart where the only meaning that they can affirm is found. They’re blind to the meaning in the world outside their heads. They really must be stopped.
The sort Wiley speaks of have long ago expanded their beach head into the 20th Century great-grandsons of the English Reformation. The Puritans were hold outs longer than the conventional Anglicans, but here you are - facing pretty much what Wiley is pointing to.
These Nice Guys from Hell have solid beach heads within the LCMS and entire Baptist associations, and most of the rest that are not completely ruled by them. The Methodist Church today is the exclusive territory of the Nice Guys from Hell.