This was attached to a joke email I get today, I thought it was worthy.
"To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others; to leave the world a little better; whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is the meaning of success."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
Saturday, January 11, 2014
Saturday, January 4, 2014
C.S. Lewis' converstion to Theism
Plough's devotion today is the account of C.S. Lewis' coming to acknowledging God's existence. Strangely comforting and appropriate....
C. S. Lewis:
You must picture me
alone in that room in Magdalen, night after night, feeling, whenever my
mind lifted even for a second from my work, the steady, unrelenting
approach of Him whom I so earnestly desired not to meet. That which I
greatly feared had at last come upon me. In the Trinity Term of 1929 I
gave in and admitted that God was God, and knelt and prayed: perhaps,
that night, the most dejected and reluctant convert in all England. I
did not then see what is now the most shining and obvious thing: the
Divine humility which will accept a convert even on such terms. The
Prodigal Son at least walked home on his own feet. But who can duly
adore that Love which will open the high gates to a prodigal who is
brought in kicking, struggling, resentful, and darting his eyes in every
direction for a chance of escape? The words compelle intrare,
compel them to come in, have been so abused by wicked men that we
shudder at them; but, properly understood, they plumb the depth of the
Divine mercy. The hardness of God is kinder than the softness of men,
and His compulsion is our liberation.
Source: Surprised by Joy: The Shape of My Early Life
Friday, January 3, 2014
Gospel
As usual, Buechner allows us to see a common word with a fresh perspective.
As everybody knows by now, gospel
means "good news." Ironically, it is some of the gospel's most ardent
fans who try to turn it into bad news. For instance:
• "It all boils down to the
Golden Rule. Just love thy neighbor, and that's all you have to worry
about." What makes this bad news is that loving our neighbor is exactly
what none of us is very good at. Most of the time, we have a hard time
loving even our family and friends very effectively.
• "Jesus was a great teacher and
the best example we have of how we ought to live." As a teacher, Jesus
is at least matched by, for instance, Siddhartha Gautama. As an example,
we can only look at Jesus and despair.
• "The resurrection is a poetic
way of saying that the spirit of Jesus lives on as a constant
inspiration to us all." If all the resurrection means is that Jesus'
spirit lives on like Abraham Lincoln's or Adolf Hitler's but that
otherwise he is just as dead as anybody else who cashed in two thousand
years ago, then, as Saint Paul puts it, "our preaching is in vain and
your faith is in vain" (I Corinthians 15:14). If the enemies of Jesus
succeeded for all practical purposes in killing him permanently around
A.D. 30, then like Socrates, Thomas More, Dietrich Bonhoeffer, Martin
Luther King, Jr., and so on, he is simply another saintly victim of the
wickedness and folly of humankind, and the cross is a symbol of ultimate
defeat.
What is both good and new about
the good news is the wild claim that Jesus did not simply tell us that
God loves us even in our wickedness and folly and wants us to love each
other the same way and to love God too, but that if we will allow it to
happen, God will actually bring about this unprecedented transformation
of our hearts himself.
What is both good and new about the good news is the mad insistence that
Jesus lives on among us not just as another haunting memory but as the
outlandish, holy, and invisible power of God working not just through
the sacraments, but in countless hidden ways to make even slobs like us
loving and whole beyond anything we could conceivably pull off by
ourselves.
Thus the gospel is not only good
and new but, if you take it seriously, a holy terror. Jesus never
claimed that the process of being changed from a slob into a human being
was going to be a Sunday school picnic. On the contrary. Childbirth may
occasionally be painless, but rebirth, never. Part of what it means to
be a slob is to hang on for dear life to our slobbery.
- Originally published in Wishful Thinking and later in Beyond Words
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