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With a little extra laugh for Marit's poem. ;)
Posted by Joey @ 07/18/2002 09:49 AM CST
Yet again, you put a smile on my face as I drift off to sleep here. There is hope!!! :)
Posted by Joey @ 07/18/2002 09:46 AM CST
when i grow up, i want to be a seahorse!
Posted by _______ @ 07/15/2002 02:02 AM CST
Given romantic love's track record for pissing on people, I'm not surprised that people turn to God for comfort.
Actually, what God offers is love. The only difference is that his is unconditional and never failing. "Romantic" (human) love changes, undulates, fades, and fails.
Humans are created to have a relationship with God. But in this fallen world, they try to fill it with everything from money, power, status, drugs, and, very commonly, romantic love. Yet in the end, all of this doesn't fully satisfy; the only thing that can is God.
Love is great thing; the ability to love is one of God's greatest gifts to us. Yet, like Kevin said, it is not a miracle cure. Yet I would say that Marchant thinks that it is. And now he has found it and that is great but the thing that fully satisfies and fulfills is Jesus Christ, not the love of another. It's going to be a hard and painful lesson to learn....
So I leave you with this: if the love of another human is merely a infinitesimal glimpse of the love of God, what does that say about God's love?
Posted by someone who may be a little too blunt @ 07/14/2002 02:50 PM CST
Not weak, just closed-minded. I see it as immature to not look at the whole picture and realize that God does not piss on us. I don't blame others or God for the bad things that happen in my life, I take responsibility for my own actions. And when the circumstances of life get rough, I don't turn to something feeble and lacking of strength such as the idea that someone else can fix all the problems of life. Love is not a miracle cure for all that ails you. PS I am in no way accusing march of any of this, I was just saying.
Posted by kevin @ 07/14/2002 01:09 PM CST
Given God's track record for pissing on people, I'm not surprised that people turn to the idea of romantic love for comfort.
I'm sure you think that's weak.
Christian asceticism never ceases to amaze me.
Posted by Marit @ 07/13/2002 09:06 PM CST
It's been a week... no update. :o( I suppose I'm not too upset... b/c I talk to you everyday. :o)
Posted by Sandy @ 07/13/2002 12:40 AM CST
Socrates is my dad.
Posted by not really...I can't back that up on on on on on @ 07/12/2002 10:39 PM CST
march, I recently read this, and it made me think of your "I am the star of my own sit-com" theology.
"...some of us are trying to live out a story line that preserves the Romance in some way. Though it takes a lot of energy to push the mess of life out of sight in order to maintain the belief that mystery and magic are the final word, we try. The most popular option is romantic love, the idea that somewhere out there is that special someone who will sweep you off your feet, take your breath away, with whom life would be one idyllic adventure and sex an unending ecstasy. It is the theme of popular music, the false transcendence of our day. Women (and Marchant) especially are attracted to this story line; witness the success of novelist Danielle Steel and her imitators. The divorce rate ought to be proof enough of the failure of this story. It's not so much that lovers cannot live with each other as that they cannot live without the Haunting (God's pursuit of us), which they mistook for romantic love. So they move to the next partner, trying to capture that evasive feeling again....
...smaller stories such as this offer a taste of meaning, adventure, or connectedness. But they don't offer the real thing; they aren't large enough. Our loss of confidence in a larger story is the reason we demand immediate gratification. We need a sense of being alive now, for now is all we have. Without a past that was planned for us and a future that waits for us, we are trapped in the present. There's not enough room for our souls in the present.
...Our attempts to construct a story to live in eventually fail because, 'Human consciousness is too obscure a mystery to itself for us to script our own lives.' Inevitably, we leave significant parts of our souls out of the story..."
Don't know why marchant, but this really made me think of you :)
Posted by socrates @ 07/12/2002 09:29 PM CST
Be kind to your web-footed friends, for a duck may be somebody's mother.
Posted by Marit @ 07/10/2002 04:26 PM CST
DEDICATED TO MARCHANT AND SANDY
BADGERS HAVE CUTE BUTTS
WIGGLY, JIGGLY BADGER-BUTTS
I JUST WANT TO PINCH THEM
YAY FOR BADGER BUTTS
Posted by Marit, Poet Laureate @ 07/07/2002 07:06 PM CST
It's all fun and games until you get the cell phone bill....
Posted by Too poor to have a girlfriend.... @ 07/07/2002 05:23 PM CST