I really don’t feel much like writing much anymore, anywhere. The Social Justice Warriors are going to get everything they want. While we fret about being forced to host gay weddings, they’re already teeing up transexualism as the next civil rights crusade. I can’t wait for the first discrimination lawsuit to hit the courts because a guy in a dress asked out a normal guy, who told him “Sorry, I only date women.”
Europe’s deliberately sacrificing itself to the Islamic horde because they feel so incredibly guilty about existing. Britain can’t even bring itself to prosecute child sex slavers because they don’t want to offend Islam.
Oh, did I say something about Islam? Let’s add to it that no one is ever allowed to say anything about Islam that isn’t positively glowing. That’s why Islamic countries are such awfully nice, tolerant, peaceful places to live.
No one’s having kids because sex is fun and sterilizing ourselves is grand.
The NPV of the United States government’s liabilities is larger than the entire economy of the world.
I’m supposed to act like every man is a rapist and all rapes are every man’s fault, and this crime that is as old as the human race could be eliminated if only white males weren’t so mean, and if I don’t agree with that, I’m a “rape apologist.”
The President does things that make Nixon look like the Blessed Virgin Mary of Catholic myth, and no one cares.
Christianity in America’s going to die off.
I hate everything and everyone.
Bill MacKinnon writes:
So imagine you are sitting in a doctor’s waiting room. When he calls your name, he’s going to tell you whether or not you have cancer. Your mind is racing with questions. If I have it, will I do chemo? Radiation? How will I tell the kids? How curable is this kind of cancer these days? What does WebMD say? What does this mean for my career?
Then you see the doctor. You don’t have cancer. It’s not that all your questions were answered, it’s just that they don’t matter anymore.
All of life is a waiting room. When Jesus comes back, we’ll step out of ourselves and into the light and exclaim, “O my God! Everything I was worrying about for 90 years was bullshit!”
NT Wright also thinks the UN is a great force for good in the world.
All the world’s a conspiracy, if you believe those who are in the business of selling tinfoil hats.
I’d rather be with NT Wright’s cabbie: if God raised Jesus Christ from the dead, all the rest is basically rock’n’roll.
This is a good article:
One-sentence summary of the argument: Once the state no longer has to recognize your marriage and family, the state no longer has to respect the existence of your marriage and family.
Shea, never heard of him, or it. Let us know what you think, though. Sooner or later I’ll get through my book pile and be able to buy some more.
A Twitterer who shall not be named linked a post this morning with an Orthodox perspective on the recent Gospel Coalition brouhaha over sanctification.
Looking at the Gospel Coalition debate from an Orthodox perspective, what’s missing is not whether a life of obedience is required once we are baptized or converted, but rather what that obedience looks like. And for Orthodox Christians, that life of obedience is a life of true repentance. One where even the holiest saints end their lives with sorrow: the apostle Paul as the “chief” of sinners, and St. Sisoes the Great who desired yet another day to repent.
These two men were not lacking in true sanctification, but were in truth exhibiting sanctification in its purest form: an awareness of sin.
Whaddaya think? I’m not so sure that it’s fair to characterize Paul as ending his life with sorrow – he at least balances it out with joy quite a bit – but a focus on repentance combined with a realization of grace seems like a quite practical path for believers.
Reading this book by Steven Paulson. I like it. Anybody in here familiar with him?
Jason Blair writes:
I agree that some of the “aha” moments seem kind of weak. I even found myself reasoning through some potential explanations that didn’t fall back on some kind of inerrancy argument. Still, the series is good if for no other reason than to show others that one doesn’t need to hold to some kind of Fundamentalist thinking or dogmatic adherence to the Chicago Statement in order to maintain a strong faith in God/Christ in the face of problems caused by certain methods of interpretation.
As an aside, I’m finding it more and more useful to think of Fundamentalism as a level of emotional and intellectual maturity that fears openness to thinking outside one’s understanding, as opposed to the legalisatic Christianity that still lives in the US. It also makes it easier to see how that kind of thinking finds its way into both conservative and liberal theologies, as well as other religions.
Bill MacKinnon writes:
I’ve never been a fan of the word “inerrant”. It just never seemed like the right descriptor for the bible, even if one doesn’t think it contains errors. Inerrant poetry?
I’ve started to read Enn’s series. It’s good, and I agree that a traditional, literalistic approach to the whole bible isn’t quite right.
But some of the “aha” moments seem a bit weak, like Jesus story about David in the showbread in Mark.