If Christians are not willing to stand up for the rights and dignity of gays and lesbians, then are they willing to stand up for the rights and dignity of anyone?
Is our concern for human dignity and welfare limited to embryos and fetuses, and ends with birth?
How authentic is the universal call of Pentecost with its babel of languages coming together if we must add an asterisk with a footnote listing exceptions and preconditions?
Does the Great Commission mean anything other than a license for imperial conquest without the Great Commandment?
Did the Savior who forgave His murderers from the Cross without their asking limit His Love and Mercy to those who meet membership requirements, or to those who could pass a catechism exam?
Dough Blanchard alias Counterlight (link to the right).
söndag, maj 30, 2010
Reflections
On Trinity: They took poetry and made it into a rule.
A reflection by Karl Barth (otherwise not a favourite):
The Word became flesh, and theologians made it words again.
Which reminds me of Paul Ricoeur's definition of Gnosticsim; to make a Symbol concrete again, like The Holy Grail, a Symbol believed by many to be a mere Artefact...
Found on The House of Deputies' and Bishop's List.
A reflection by Karl Barth (otherwise not a favourite):
The Word became flesh, and theologians made it words again.
Which reminds me of Paul Ricoeur's definition of Gnosticsim; to make a Symbol concrete again, like The Holy Grail, a Symbol believed by many to be a mere Artefact...
Found on The House of Deputies' and Bishop's List.
God Is Not A Problem
God Is Not A Problem
by Killian McDonnell, in Swift Lord, You are Not.
God is not a problem
I need to solve, not an
algebraic polynomial equation
I find complete before me,
with positive and negative numbers
I can add, subtract, multiply.
God is not a fortress
I can lay siege to and reduce.
God is not a confusion
I can place in order by my logic.
God's boundaries cannot be set,
like marking trees to fell.
God is the presence in which
I live, where the time between
what is in me and what
before me is real, but only God
can draw it. God is the mystery
I meet on the street, but cannot
lay hold of from the outside,
for God is my situation,
the condition I cannot stand
beyond, cannot view from a distance,
the presence I cannot make an object,
only enter on my knees.
This Poem was found on The House of Deputies' and Bishop's List.
by Killian McDonnell, in Swift Lord, You are Not.
God is not a problem
I need to solve, not an
algebraic polynomial equation
I find complete before me,
with positive and negative numbers
I can add, subtract, multiply.
God is not a fortress
I can lay siege to and reduce.
God is not a confusion
I can place in order by my logic.
God's boundaries cannot be set,
like marking trees to fell.
God is the presence in which
I live, where the time between
what is in me and what
before me is real, but only God
can draw it. God is the mystery
I meet on the street, but cannot
lay hold of from the outside,
for God is my situation,
the condition I cannot stand
beyond, cannot view from a distance,
the presence I cannot make an object,
only enter on my knees.
This Poem was found on The House of Deputies' and Bishop's List.
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