His Majesty was almost creepily cheerful this morning.
Bruce Charlton is thinking deeply about the Atonement. He is working out alternatives to the customary belief that Christ took on the punitive consequences of sin for us and to the customary liberal notion that the atonement was fundamentally an act of symbolic engineering to excise our retrograde belief in sin and guilt. Charlton thinks he’s found one. (more…)
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His Majesty was wearing a sour face when he came out to breakfast this morning.
Love is not best considered as a feeling, it is not necessarily something at the forefront of consciousness. For many people, their deepest love is something which structures their life, rather than being at the front of our conscious deliberations for most of the time. Some (I am one of them) are very expressive of love – but this is not a necessity; and some very loving cultures and families and marriages do not go in for statements, hugs or tears.
My understanding of the absolute necessity of loving God above all else is metaphysical rather than psychological – that without this, all other loves (including the love of Jesus) lose their meaning and function.
The supremacy of our love for God is that it makes all other loves possible – it makes other loves a matter of eternal significance.
-thus Bruce Charlton.
There will be no one like us when we are gone, but then there is no one like anyone else, ever. When people die, they cannot be replaced. They leave holes that cannot be filled, for it is the fate — the genetic and neural fate — of every human being to be a unique individual, to find his own path, to live his own life, to die his own death.
I was driving back from a friend’s house a couple of evenings ago. I’m feeding and watering his ducks (3 Campbell crosses, one miscellaneous), chickens (5 Plymouth rocks), and one goat (hyper-active). The sun had just set seconds before I got into the car. On my left, the snow-covered Manzanos took the exact color of the twilight on my right.
The moment was breathtaking. A voice, or something like it, said in my mind, ‘Time is sin. Time is error.” The sense, I think, was that all pure moments bleed into each other, are, in a sense, the same moment. It was a good thought for Christmastime.
I’m not sure why I’m growing to like this painting so much.
Sometimes art just hits you the right way.
As it was in the beginning, is now, and forever. (more…)
Peace like a river. (more…)
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[Regular readers know I try to derive sophomoric humor from taking on the character of a lumbering seven-foot-tall asthmatic-villain-American who dresses in black plastic armor and has medical issues. (more…)
Blessed are the gentiles, because of their belief in me, in and of the Holy Ghost.
Which is why we are under solemn covenant to mourn with those that mourn. Reading Dan’s blog this week has been awfully hard on the photoreceptors, which don’t respond well to saltwater immersion.
And please consider making a modest donation to nowilaymedowntosleep.org, which Dan has indicated provided its free services to his family. I visited the web site and it seems like a very worthy charity.