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Friday, June 5, 2009
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Instead of Death (Stringfellow)
The following is the closing paragraph of William Stringfellow's "Instead of Death"--a wonderful exposition of the reality and significance of death in the lives of American Christians.
"Thus vocation of the baptized person is a simple thing: it is to lve from day to day, whatever the day brings, in this extraordinary unity, in this reconciliation with all [people] and all things, in this knowledge that death has no more power, in this truth of the resurrection. It does not really matter exactly what a Christian does from day to day. What matters is that whatever one does is done in honor of one's own life, given to one by God and restored to one in Christ, and in honor of the life into which all humans and all things are called. The only thing that really matters is to live in Christ instead of death."
I absolutely loved reading this graph at the end of the book; I hope it inspires you, too.
"Thus vocation of the baptized person is a simple thing: it is to lve from day to day, whatever the day brings, in this extraordinary unity, in this reconciliation with all [people] and all things, in this knowledge that death has no more power, in this truth of the resurrection. It does not really matter exactly what a Christian does from day to day. What matters is that whatever one does is done in honor of one's own life, given to one by God and restored to one in Christ, and in honor of the life into which all humans and all things are called. The only thing that really matters is to live in Christ instead of death."
I absolutely loved reading this graph at the end of the book; I hope it inspires you, too.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Learning to love literature
Welcome. Welcome. I have begun a new blog. Because I more or less fizzled out on The Hiphopanonymous Report, I figured that it would be best to make up an entirely new blog in hopes of starting afresh and gaining some positive momentum. That so, what I would like to do for the first several posts of the Little Mansie and then later transition to a recurring theme is to share some thoughts on my current journey through one of Holly's most favoritest books--Middlemarch. Admittedly, in the past I have said that, "I have no time for fiction." I know what I said was an overstatement even as it was coming out of my mouth, and yet there it went. In hopes of learning to love literature one day as much as my wife does I have begun this great tome. So far I have read fourteen chapters and I have already come across more than a few humorous and/or enlightening statements. So, without any further diddle-dallying I would like to share one.
"When Miss Brooke was at the tea-table, Sir James came to sit down by her, not having felt her mode of answering him at all offensive. Why should he? He thought it probable that Miss Brooke liked him, and manner must be very marked indeed before they cease to be interpreted by preconceptions either confident or distrustful. She was thoroughly charming to him, but of course he theorized a little about his attachment. He was made of excellent human dough, and had the rare merit of knowing that his talents, even if let loose, would not set the smallest stream in the county on fire: hence he liked the prospect of a wife to whom he could say, 'What shall we do?' about this or that; who could help her husband out with reasons, and would also have the proper qualification for doing so...."
"When Miss Brooke was at the tea-table, Sir James came to sit down by her, not having felt her mode of answering him at all offensive. Why should he? He thought it probable that Miss Brooke liked him, and manner must be very marked indeed before they cease to be interpreted by preconceptions either confident or distrustful. She was thoroughly charming to him, but of course he theorized a little about his attachment. He was made of excellent human dough, and had the rare merit of knowing that his talents, even if let loose, would not set the smallest stream in the county on fire: hence he liked the prospect of a wife to whom he could say, 'What shall we do?' about this or that; who could help her husband out with reasons, and would also have the proper qualification for doing so...."
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