Bilingual news/Nouvelles en bilingue...

(Pour le français, c'est quelques paragraphes plus en bas, for English speakers, it starts here!)

I’ve come a long way, since the time I started once again attempting to write poetry at 18, then starting this blog at 20, after the French school system had succeeded in beating most of the creative juices out of me. The blog itself started as a means to the end of motivating me to write, and after a while it became the means to putting in the public sphere what I wrote and deemed worthy of publishing… If you look into the archives, you’ll see that writing truly is, as with any other art, about practice. Now I can confidently say that I enjoy rereading myself, which is quite an important step to achieve, and recently I’ve been experimenting and learning different ways to pitch my entries to as broad a variety of readers as possible. I’ve been particularly touched by some of my old students of English, who, from France to Japan, have confessed that they have been reading my blog and enjoying it. I know some of my course-mates at university read it, and some of my friends from church do too… The thing is, I put such a broad variety of things on my blog that they can’t really know what to expect when they go there for the first time. Usually, people who are visiting a blog will know whether they want to come back to it by the time they’re halfway through the first post, and while I didn’t have much to say back in the day, anyone who goes to it now can clearly see that has changed. My posts go from songs I’ve written to poems, from short thoughts for the day to articles challenging the common cultural beliefs and practices of today, and to Bible studies. Now, I’m not shy about my faith, as some will know, but I want as many people as possible to get a chance to read my blog, and when I invite them to read it, and they go on it for the first time, I don’t want them to feel cheated, and start thinking I’m using it as a subtle way to tell them the gospel (in fact, it’s not a subtle way at all!). I want them to be intrigued, challenged, provoked by what I put there, sure, and I want anyone who has questions about what I believe, or comments to make about that to feel free, but I don’t want them to avoid my blog because they feel like it’s got nothing to say to them.

Nonetheless, theological content has been steadily growing, and in the past few days I’ve been meditating on the purpose of my blog as it is, and on the question: “whom do I write for?”

I guess for a long time I was writing for myself, and that’s okay for a while, but I believe there should be more scope for the writer, going beyond personal satisfaction – but that’s just my opinion, and that doesn’t go for everything: some of the songs I write, I write for myself. I must confess that often, one of my driving factors in writing and publishing on my blog has been to gain the approval of guys I greatly respect; I realise now how dumb that is, and that I need far more vision than getting a pat on the back. Now, if I’m putting reflections, and results of personal study out there, I should aim them more specifically, by communicating directly to a group of people to whom they should be relevant, and that would impinge on the way I write…

Indeed, since I believe in serving first and foremost the local church, and the area of mission to which I am assigned – by God that is, I have decided to start a new blog, without shutting down A Man on Fire, no, not at all, but putting all theological content on this new blog, for the resourcing of anyone who wants to be resourced…

Now, some of you may be thinking: “What’s the point of creating yet another theological blog? There are hundreds on the internet, and 99,9% of them are utter trash!” I’m with you, but the answer is simple: that’s only for English speakers. Whenever you want to be refreshed by good theology, you can go on to The Resurgence, The Gospel Coalition, The City Church Canterbury, the Newfrontiers, the Mars Hill Church websites and download great resources! Most churches of over a couple hundred people now have websites with great links. Every month there’s a new great book to read, written by the latest hot theologian… Not here. Though I belong to a great church, there just isn’t the variety of resources that English speakers have. Our local Christian bookshop, though it has a lot to show for, can at best offer the top best-selling Christian paperbacks from America, which I’m sorry to say, I’m not too thrilled about. Most of the bible study resources are outdated and look like they were written sometime before the flower-power revolution… If you know what I mean.

One of my greatest desires is to see what is happening in the Anglophone world, with regards to new Charismatic, Reformed, Restoration church movements, brought to continental Europe, which is lacking in hugely in this area, and part of the reasons for doing my Master’s in Translation is so that I may have a hand in making the phenomenal, excellent resources that are being produced in the UK and the US accessible for people here on the continent. I’m living in a mainly Francophone place (with a heavy international influence) and am a part of a mainly francophone, but also bilingual church; that is why the blog will be bilingual, in that I’ll try to write mainly in French, but there will be some English content. I will be translating bits and bobs from resources already available in English and writing my own material as well… It’s an exciting endeavour, and the beginning of something bigger, which I hope will bear great fruit in time and be a factor in making the New Reformation of the Church in Europe happen!

I already have an enormous amount of ideas rushing in, am starting to make a list of priorities, but there are no limits… Which makes it SO exciting!!!

http://nouvellereforme.blogspot.com/, put it on your RSS feeds!!! Anyone is welcome to read it, but I warn you, it’s gonna be radical…

Français

J’en ai fait, du chemin, depuis quand j’ai recommencé à écrire à l’âge de dix-huit ans, après que le système scolaire français avait réussi à me saper de toute créativité, et ensuite quand j’ai commencé ce blog à vingt ans. Au début, c’était un moyen de me motiver à écrire, mais une fois reprise l’habitude, c’est devenu plutôt un moyen de rendre public ce que je jugeais digne de publication. En vérifiant les archives, vous verrez vite que l’écriture, comme toute forme d’art, est une question de pratique. Depuis quelque temps maintenant je peux dire que j’aime me relire (en tout cas en anglais), un accomplissement considérable (selon moi !) et récemment j’ai même pu expérimenter différentes manières de viser mes articles vers une plus grande variété de lecteurs. J’ai été particulièrement touché par certains de mes anciens élèves d’anglais langue étrangère, qui m’ont laissé des commentaires provenant de la France jusqu’au Japon, me confessant qu’ils ont lu mon blog et qu’ils aiment ce que j’écris. Je sais que certains de mes camarades universitaires le lisent de temps en temps, ainsi que certains de mes amis de l’église. Mais le fait est que personne ne sait pas à quoi s’attendre quand il tape l’adresse dans sa barre de recherche pour la première fois, en raison de la vaste gamme de textes et de sujets que j’y publie. Et en général, un visiteur saura déjà s’il a l’intention d’y retourner même avant d’avoir lu la moitié de la première entrée qu’il trouve. Or, jadis je n’avais pas grand-chose à dire, mais quiconque se met à lire mon blog aujourd’hui verra bien vite que ce n’est plus le cas. La gamme d’écrits qu’on y trouve va de la chanson à la poésie, du mot du jour à l’article verbeux défiant les croyances et pratiques culturelles d’aujourd’hui, et à l’étude biblique. Comme plusieurs le savent, je n’ai pas de problèmes à partager ma foi, mais je veux permettre à autant de monde possible de suivre mon blog, et quand je les invite à le lire, et ils y vont pour la première fois, je ne veux pas qu’ils se sentent victime d’une subtile (mais pas tellement) ruse que j’ai utilisé pour leur prêcher à la figure, sans qu’ils s’en rendent compte ! Je veux éveiller la curiosité, défier les présomptions, provoquer les esprits avec ce que je publie, et j’aimerais que ceux qui ont des questions, ou des commentaires, à propos de mes croyances, se sentent libres d’en faire, mais je ne veux surtout pas qu’on évite mon blog à cause d’un sentiment que ce que j’écris n’a aucun rapport avec eux.

Néanmoins, le contenu théologique du blog est en croissance continue, et depuis quelques jours je médite sur le but de mon blog tel qu’il est, et sur la question suivante : « pour qui écris-je ? »

Je suppose que pour longtemps j’écrivais pour moi-même, ce qui va très bien pour un moment, mais je pense qu’il devrait y avoir plus d’ambition pour l’écrivain, au-delà de la satisfaction personnelle ; bon, ce n’est qu’une opinion, et je ne la partage pas pour tout : certaines des chansons que j’écris, je les écris pour moi-même, point. Je dois confesser qu’une de mes grandes motivations pour écrire a été de gagner le respect d’amis que je respecte énormément… Je me rends compte maintenant de la stupidité d’un tel effort, et du fait qu’il me faut une vision bien plus grande que celle de m’entendre dire « bien joué… ». Donc, si j’ai l’intention de publier mes réflexions, les résultats de mon étude personnelle, ils devraient être visés de manière plus spécifique, et je dois penser à les écrire de manière pertinente pour ceux auxquels ils sont adressés. Ceci aurait un impact sur mon style…

Et vu que je crois à l’importance de servir là où Dieu m’a mis, dans l’église locale avant tout, j’ai décidé de commencer un nouveau blog, sans arrêter A Man on Fire, au contraire, mais dirigeant tout ce qui est théologique vers ce nouveau blog, afin des ressourcer toute personne qui en a envie…

Laissez-moi vous présenter mon raisonnement : dans le monde anglophone, il y a des millions de blogs théologiques, la majeure partie desquels sont inutiles, voire contre-productifs, mais en tout cas, il y a l’embarras du choix, et on sait où aller si on cherche des bonnes ressources ; la majeure partie des églises de plus de 200 membres ont des sites internet avec téléchargements gratuits de matériel très bon ; tous les mois, il y a un nouveau livre qui sort, écrit par le dernier théologien branché… Mais ce n’est pas le cas ici. Bien que je fasse partie d’une église fantastique, il n’y a tout simplement pas la diversité de ressources dans le monde francophone. En termes de matériel contemporain, le mieux que la librairie chrétienne du coin offre, même si elle se présente très bien, sont les derniers livres chrétiens de poche américains, dont je ne suis pas particulièrement fan. La majeure partie du matériel d’étude biblique est vieux et semble avoir été écrit avant la révolution hippie… Si vous voyez ce que je dire.

Un de mes rêves serait de voir ce qui arrive dans le monde anglophone part rapport aux nouveaux mouvements de restauration de l’église, charismatiques et reformés, arriver en Europe continentale, qui en a gravement besoin. Une des raisons pour lesquelles je fais ce master en Traduction c’est pour avoir un rôle à jouer dans la traduction et distribution ici des ressources excellentes qui sont produites en Grande-Bretagne et aux Etats-Unis. J’habite dans un milieu plutôt francophone (sous influence internationale) et je fais partie d’une église à majorité francophone, même si maintenant on a un culte bilingue ; c’est pour cela que le nouveau blog sera bilingue, c’est-à-dire que j’essayerai d’écrire surtout en français (bonne pratique !), mais il y aura quand-même certaines choses en anglais. Vous y trouverez des extraits de ressources déjà existantes en anglais que je traduirais en français, ainsi que du travail originel (même si en général je m’inspire de plein d’autres auteurs !)… C’est un projet passionnant, et j’espère, le premier pas vers quelque chose de bien plus grand, qui apportera beaucoup de fruits avec le temps, et contribuera à la Nouvelle Réforme de l’Eglise en Europe !

Evidemment, ça allèche ma créativité et ma tête explose d’idées, donc je suis en train de faire une liste de priorités, mais il n’y a pas de limites à ce que je peux faire avec… Ce qui le rend TROP passionnant !!!

http://nouvellereforme.blogspot.com/, inscrivez-vous au flux RSS !!! Tout le monde est bien sûr invité à le lire, mais je vous préviens, ça va être « trash » ! (Comme on dit à Genève)

Peace...

Midnight entry

As I jot down thoughts for this post, it’s midnight and I’m holding my 9-month-old nephew, because he was crying so loud in his cot I couldn’t stand waiting for him to calm down and fall asleep, so I got him up to give him some food and just calm him down. Presently, he’s absent-mindedly pulling my hair and putting his hands in my face, looking around, quite obliviously. He’s generally a happy baby. Since his parents put him on solids though, I just realised for the first time that he has bad breath. Of course, no one brushes his teeth, since he only has one that’s not even above surface yet, but that’s about to change… I’ve gone through so much recently, bringing to an end the first semester of my Master’s degree; I spent a lot of time in the library, for multiple reasons, I fought through my exams and came out on top. I’m about to dive into the second semester, which will no doubt be lots of fun and hold plenty of challenges.

My latest “catch-phrase” (not sure whether that’s the appropriate term) is “such and such is proof of God’s existence!”… It generally relates to food. For example, “meringue is proof of God’s existence”, or “pancakes are proof of God’s existence”! But it applies to so many categories of things: waking up in the morning with snow falling outside your window, covering everything with a sheet of white; riding on the bus seeing light mist hovering over the lake; walking in the centre of town to see the sun rise above the city, breaking atop the buildings, “God exists!”

… One can see proof of God’s existence in the smile of a woman, the cry of a baby; or, in the cry of a woman and the smile of a baby, for that matter. The truth is, evolution doesn’t explain everything, even for its greatest advocates. How can music be a product of evolution? How can art? To take us back to the earlier subject, how can great, tasty food be the product of evolution, if all that differentiates us from other animals is our greater mental faculty, if all we are meant to be is thinking animals, whose unique purpose is reproduction and survival? These are things some people live for, yet, there’s nothing functionally useful about them, indeed, we’re going into the area of existentialism.

And why, oh why are we so appalled at the violence and suffering that happens in the world? Surely, that’s perfectly in line with the evolutionary worldview: there is no rhyme to the world, the strong eat the weak, how can we morally judge the world when we believe that’s the natural order of things, and therefore it’s perfectly normal for powerful nations to devour weaker ones… The base of the worldview does not warrant the moral outrage issued from our hearts.*

As such, we are freaks of nature! We call for judgement of a behaviour which should be perfectly acceptable, by the standards of nature. But this world isn’t fair, and without God, there is no rightful judgement of evil, indeed there is no such thing as good or evil. In an effort to make scientific sense out of the world, but taking God out of the equation, we have created an existential mess, generating more questions than answers, which simply bring on more hypotheses that are based on nothing much more than the fantasies of people with degrees. But since it comes from them, it’s called science. **

It’s easy to miss it when that is the world that you live in, where everyone thinks the same way, and God-whom-I-do-not-believe-in forbid, someone challenges the comfy worldview that glosses over the big questions, but these are all signs of man running away from God. People judge the Bible, calling it the product of man, and then go and produce theories (which are, therefore, product of man) and tell others to believe these! I can’t help but see that as a little hypocritical, to denounce someone for making a claim to know the truth, and then go ahead and create one’s own truth.

No, I believe in a beautiful Maker, with a sense of beauty, of holiness, and goodness. And I believe in sin too, which is the act of running away from that maker. To me, this baby I’m holding is proof of God’s existence, for he is beautiful.

And you could say that the reason I see him, and all those other things as beautiful is because I am born into it all and I have a socially constructed view of beauty, but that just doesn’t satisfy me, neither existentially, nor intellectually. And the thing is, it can’t satisfy you either, and you know it. And if it does, friend, nay, I do not judge you. I weep for you.


* Point taken from Tim Keller’s “Reason for God” series, part. “Suffering: If God is good, why is there so much evil in the world?” (Link in the title, little Easter egg there!)

** I'm more thinking about the multiverse hypothesis than evolution right here... I thought that came out wrong after re-reading.

The Farmer King (Parables of the Kingdom)

21/12/2008 – 10/02/2009
These words you spoke, as pictures of who you are,
Patient, joyous, tearful, a humble king, on a farm…
And as two world collide, you take over with your love
Making those who once were fatherless adopted, through the flood.


Friday, 27/10/2006

You start making bread in the morning, hiding yeast within the dough,
You walk into the fields with the seed you sow…
You pour your wine into new wineskins, but it’ll taste better than the old.

I’m seeking for a treasure in a field which isn’t mine,
Opening seashells by the seaside looking for the finest pearl.
I’ve sought joy in other things, but for the adventure set for me
I’ll leave it all behind.

The fishing season’s open and you cast out all your nets,
You’re sending out your sons and friends to pick up all the harvest.
Oh, what a feast, oh but what a tragedy,
For your friends who lied, and the crops that died,
I know you already cried…

I love you, but you still remain a mystery to me.
I’m fumbling through the adventure of what you’re calling me to be.
But I’ll enjoy your peace and gentleness 'cause I am satisfied in you.

Then I’ll eat the bread you baked in the oven, it rose, rose, rose.
I’ll pick the fruit off your trees as they grow…
I’ll drink with joy at the party, where you’re host.

I’m trying to dig deep and build a house upon the rock.
I fed the soil as you told me to I hope to grow a crop.
I’m reading all your letters as I make my way home to you.


© J.T. Noels, 2006, 2009

The fundamental elements of a nutritious breakfast

I know what you’re thinking: “Hang on! I’ve seen the back of cereal boxes, they show what a nutritious breakfast is, and they always include chopped up fruit, orange juice and a bowl of All-bran! (Seriously, even when the box is chocolate “cereal”, they show all-bran on the back!) All that stuff is fatty, addictive and you certainly can’t digest paper!”
Backtrack, let’s think about this: nutella? Awesome. Coffee: awesome. The Bible: verrrrry awesome, and mighty nutritious!
I know this is making me come across as the good Christian boy who reads his Bible every day, though I don’t, but seriously, this is a practice that has blessed me powerfully ever since I discovered its existence: Bible in the morning, the most nutritious bad boy there is! After all, “man does not live by bread alone, but […] by every word that comes from the mouth of YHWH.” (Deuteronomy 8:3)

If you’ve been through a bunch of books in the Bible already (like at least one of the gospels, Acts, and some of Paul’s letters), and you’re wondering where to go next, you may want to consider going through the non-Pauline epistles (the letters not written by Paul). They’re at the back of the Bible, covering so few pages you wouldn’t even know they were there, but man! can you get some spiritual mileage out of them? (The answer is yes.) I remember the first time I went through them, about 3 years ago, I was so amazed! The thing is, the two main authors of these are Peter and John, the men who were closest to Jesus in his time on earth, you know, guys who just knew him personally, so it’s quite special to read them; I guess you could imagine these guys giving a best-man’s speech at Jesus’ wedding, which in some sense they are, praising him as only the closest of friends could do.

I started reading 1 Peter last week and was blown away afresh by the verve, the passion, and the discourse of Peter, so much so that I believe an appropriate title for at least the first part of the letter would be:

An Ode to Security in Salvation

The particular, and fantastic thing about Peter, is that he doesn’t present a systematic theology, a logical sequence of arguments to make a point about God, like Paul does in Romans for example (another letter I absolutely delight in, it’s like porking out on bacon at breakfast), but rather his whole rhetoric flow is intricately woven to speak of the character of God, the salvation Christians receive, the person of Jesus in a way that one could easily miss if they didn’t meditate on every word; it’s like music, each word being a note, seamlessly following each other in uninterrupted sequence, as a stream of water. I say it’s not presented as a systematic theology, but it’s absolutely packed with weighty theological meaning, in a way only someone who is absolutely overflowing with the knowledge of God in his mind but also in his heart could formulate it! In fact, as you read it you can only say, “it must have been written by Peter, because only someone who knew Jesus intimately could speak so freely, lovingly and passionately of him!” (In fact, there’s another clue as to the fact that Peter really wrote it, which comes later in the letter, and which I absolutely love.)

Yet, at the same time, there’s this weird and wonderful fact that someone else helped him write the letter: Silas, or Silvanus (which today, I guess, would be Silvio), as Peter admits at the end of this letter (5:12) helped in the penning of the letter. This was probably for the simple reason that Peter didn’t write very well in Greek, the language used in the letter, and his mate helped in the translation and the editing of the letter, which is quite long. However, even considering Silvio in the writing process, something is just odd: Peter was a fisherman. In French slang, there’s a great word to describe what kind of person he would have been: un bûcheron, which means a wood-chopper… “Uh, didn’t he just say he was a fisherman, oh, maybe, part-time job…” no, it’s a word used to describe a guy with a big physical structure, big hands, maybe not much mental activity going on (though not necessarily), basically, a brute: “Me, cut wood!” Now, this is no disrespect to wood-cutters or fishermen, in fact I met a very nice wood-cutter a few weeks ago, whom I would have described as a bûcheron upon first glance (the guy was like a wardrobe!), and who made me crack up when he told me that was his actual job! But Peter probably wasn’t a very intellectual or artistic guy to start with, in fact, you can see him put his foot in his mouth more than once in the gospel accounts written by his mates and even the one he gave through Mark, and having that in mind, going back to this letter, there is this elusive fact about it: it’s beautiful.

In order to understand how on earth we are to reconcile these two facts, I want to bring us back to a bit of narrative in the book of Acts, specifically chapter 2. This chapter tells of the outpouring of the Holy Spirit on all believers. This is no small thing: it marks a new era in the history of the world! It means that anyone who believes in Jesus can receive the Holy Spirit, dwelling within them, giving them a new life in Jesus. What happens after this event is that Peter, who was always doing silly things and saying wrong things during his time with Jesus, suddenly stood up and preached to a multitude, quoting Scripture and explaining why Jesus had come and had to die and rise, and explaining why all the believers were speaking in all the languages of the Mediterranean, something he wasn’t even expecting to happen until that day. It was phenomenal, so much so that three-thousand people converted to Jesus that very day! ... The Holy Spirit, that’s who the co-author of this letter is; he’s the one who inspires the most beautiful music, the most gripping narrative, the most captivating poetry.

Going back to the title, why do I call it an “Ode to security in salvation”? Well, as I said, it’s not in the style of Romans, that explains bit by bit why this is that and how this works with that, but it’s a big mix of rhetoric and he doesn’t bother explaining anything, debating opposing opinions, he just sings the truth that he knows is truth! Predestination, the supremacy of Christ, these things are things he simply assumes, and that is why it’s good for all Christians to study this letter, because it’ll sort out a lot of nonsense. He doesn’t do it in a mean way, he’s just loving every moment of life in the knowledge he has through Jesus!

But I’m getting ahead of myself; gosh, I’d love to just get lost in detail, but I have to try and keep it short, in the hope that someone will actually read this through!
For the purpose of simplicity, let me cut and paste the whole first chapter here: ESV, © Crossway publishing. (Thank you, e-sword!)

1Pe 1:1 Peter, an apostle of Jesus Christ, To those who are elect exiles of the dispersion in Pontus, Galatia, Cappadocia, Asia, and Bithynia,
1Pe 1:2 according to the foreknowledge of God the Father, in the sanctification of the Spirit, for obedience to Jesus Christ and for sprinkling with his blood: May grace and peace be multiplied to you.
1Pe 1:3 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! According to his great mercy, he has caused us to be born again to a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead,
1Pe 1:4 to an inheritance that is imperishable, undefiled, and unfading, kept in heaven for you,
1Pe 1:5 who by God's power are being guarded through faith for a salvation ready to be revealed in the last time.
1Pe 1:6 In this you rejoice, though now for a little while, if necessary, you have been grieved by various trials,
1Pe 1:7 so that the tested genuineness of your faith--more precious than gold that perishes though it is tested by fire--may be found to result in praise and glory and honour at the revelation of Jesus Christ.
1Pe 1:8 Though you have not seen him, you love him. Though you do not now see him, you believe in him and rejoice with joy that is inexpressible and filled with glory,
1Pe 1:9 obtaining the outcome of your faith, the salvation of your souls.
1Pe 1:10 Concerning this salvation, the prophets who prophesied about the grace that was to be yours searched and inquired carefully,
1Pe 1:11 inquiring what person or time the Spirit of Christ in them was indicating when he predicted the sufferings of Christ and the subsequent glories.
1Pe 1:12 It was revealed to them that they were serving not themselves but you, in the things that have now been announced to you through those who preached the good news to you by the Holy Spirit sent from heaven, things into which angels long to look.
1Pe 1:13 Therefore, preparing your minds for action, and being sober-minded, set your hope fully on the grace that will be brought to you at the revelation of Jesus Christ.
1Pe 1:14 As obedient children, do not be conformed to the passions of your former ignorance,
1Pe 1:15 but as he who called you is holy, you also be holy in all your conduct,
1Pe 1:16 since it is written, "You shall be holy, for I am holy."
1Pe 1:17 And if you call on him as Father who judges impartially according to each one's deeds, conduct yourselves with fear throughout the time of your exile,
1Pe 1:18 knowing that you were ransomed from the futile ways inherited from your forefathers, not with perishable things such as silver or gold,
1Pe 1:19 but with the precious blood of Christ, like that of a lamb without blemish or spot.
1Pe 1:20 He was foreknown before the foundation of the world but was made manifest in the last times for the sake of you
1Pe 1:21 who through him are believers in God, who raised him from the dead and gave him glory, so that your faith and hope are in God.
1Pe 1:22 Having purified your souls by your obedience to the truth for a sincere brotherly love, love one another earnestly from a pure heart,
1Pe 1:23 since you have been born again, not of perishable seed but of imperishable, through the living and abiding word of God;
1Pe 1:24 for "All flesh is like grass and all its glory like the flower of grass. The grass withers, and the flower falls,
1Pe 1:25 but the word of the Lord remains forever." And this word is the good news that was preached to you.

First of all, I love the introduction verses! Peter, with the ease of a rhetorician such as Cicero, sums up the gospel in two verses, while expressing the Trinitarian character of God, and the functions of the three members of the godhead, finally expressing what the Christian life, indeed the Church of Jesus, is all about: grace and peace. A community of believers should be characterised by grace and by peace. Sure, there may be storms, but the children of God should always be rooted deep in the Word of God, which is grace and peace. Antonyms for grace and peace: legalism or religion, and strife.

What I want to do now, is pick out some words and phrases that I consider quite significant in this chapter, and show you why they are important and what they mean…

v.1: “elect”, v.2: “foreknowledge”, v.3: “mercy”, “he has caused us to be born again”, v.4: “to an inheritance that is imperishable, undefiled and unfading”, v.5: “by God’s power are being guarded through faith”, v.18: “you were ransomed”, “not with perishable things”, v.21: “[you, who] through him are believers”, v.23: “you have been born again”, “not of perishable seed, but of imperishable”…
Then there’s the final bit again:

“through the living and abiding word of God; for "All flesh is like grass and all its glory like the flower of grass. The grass withers, and the flower falls, but the word of the Lord remains forever." And this word is the good news that was preached to you.”

… I remember a few years ago, before I started reading the Bible avidly, my best friend Liam challenging me, asking me where in the Bible it said that salvation is secure… I didn’t know what to say to him, ‘cause I didn’t read the Bible for all its worth at the time… But he did! In fact, he wasn’t doubting that salvation is secure, rather being a smarty-pants, but really, he was showing me that I needed to read it if I was to become a teacher… Thanks bro.

The truth is, there are so many passages that talk about this awesome, powerful, life-changing fact, that God is the one who saves, not man and his efforts, and as a consequence, there is nothing that man can do to unmake the work of God; you don’t even need to get to the New Testament to know that! God shows constantly throughout the history of Israel (really, anywhere in the Law, the Prophets and the Wisdom) that God’s will is supreme, and man’s will is not. In fact, man isn’t free! That’s why we needed to be “ransomed”, like a hostage. Better word yet, “redeemed” (alternative translation), delivered, set free! I would say, rather than the film where the dad pays the ransom and gets his kid back (that film never made it to the big screen, too boring isn’t it?), it’s more like the film where the father (someone like Sylvester Stallone, or Schwarzie, they’re always getting their kids abducted), locates the kidnapper, preserves his kid’s life whilst having an amazing, daring battle that leads to a crucial point where he’s bleeding badly, but manages to deliver the final blow (like a flying spinning kick), slash reach the gun and blow the bad guy’s brains out, not before having said an epic sentence like: “Sayonara, mutha’****a!”… I’d go see that film.

Hmm, I digressed slightly, but you see my point: God chose us. We did not choose him. God is the good guy. We’re the ones in need of saving. God’s hand is steady, his word stays true, his faithfulness endures, ours doesn’t. If we had any say in the matter, we wouldn’t want to be saved! We’re set against him, enemies of God. We became children of God, because his love is so overwhelming, his grace so complete! I met a girl recently who said she didn’t believe in predestination, though she was a Christian. I was like, “uh… Did you read Romans?” She had. She just wouldn’t believe it, because, in her eyes, that meant God is unjust. Though I appreciate that it’s hard to get one’s head around this stuff, if you’re a Christian, you need to adjust your worldview to what the Bible says, you don’t get to pick and choose what you believe and what you don’t. People who do that are just creating their own new religion, which doesn’t do any good for the salvation of anyone! If you can tell God how you want him to be, then he’s no god at all, he’s just an idea that makes you feel comfortable, and he will never be able to challenge you or get you to change. If you disagree with the Bible, consider the eventuality that you may be the one who is wrong… (Admittedly nicked that last main point from Tim Keller.)

How do I know that I can’t lose my salvation? Well, are you the one who saved yourself? (The answer is no, otherwise you have some serious problems…)
You were born again. Born again… Born. Again. That is not something you just do. It’s something that God does, and it’s not something he unmakes; what does he say? Of “imperishable seed”!!! Immortal salvation! Because of God’s mercy! Is the precious blood of Christ (v.19) good enough for your eternal salvation?

If you believe in this salvation obtained through the sacrifice of Jesus, his factual resurrection and his Spirit touching your heart to know him, then rejoice, because no one, NO ONE can take it away from you!!! Not even yourself, in all your stubbornness. Not even myself, with all the sin that I know I do!

If you don’t believe, I’ll admit that this was all quite full on, but I would say this: consider believing. No one else can offer you what Jesus does.

I’d love to keep going on into chapter 2, that tells us about Jesus being the cornerstone on which the whole Church rests (not Peter, as some would have us believe), but I’ll stop now; I’d love to hear feedback and questions from anyone who sincerely was touched, or confused by this.

So there you go, breakfast is good, and sometimes you get to have a bit bigger one, more like brunch with pancakes (which I had this morning) ;)

Ciao y’all.

Challenge

Nicked this off someone else's blog. Made me laugh!... I sincerely hope this isn't what I hear when I meet JC. By the way, Pete's not at the entrance of heaven, can you imagine how annoying that would be, if you were Jesus' closest friend and just wanted to hang out with him, but he gave you the job of waiting outside to direct people to the party?... That would suck. Please people, re-read Matthew 16 and understand that passage the way it was meant to be, not the way some religious guy misread it...

A legacy

Mythopoeia - John Ronald Reuel Tolkien


To one who said that myths were lies and therefore worthless, even though 'breathed through silver.'


Philomythus to Misomythus


You look at trees and label them just so,
(for trees are 'trees,' and growing is 'to grow');
you walk the earth and tread with solemn pace
one of the many minor globes of Space:
a star's a star, some matter in a ball
compelled to courses mathematical
amid the regimented, cold, Inane,
where destined atoms are each moment slain.

At bidding of a Will, to which we bend
(and must), but only dimly apprehend,
great processes march on, as Time unrolls
from dark beginnings to uncertain goals;
and as on page o'erwritten without clue,
with script and limning packed of various hue,
an endless multitude of forms appear,
some grim, some frail, some beautiful, some queer,
each alien, except as kin from one
remote Origo, gnat, man, stone, and sun.
God made the petrous rocks, the arboreal trees,
tellurian earth, and stellar stars, and these
homuncular men, who walk upon the ground
with nerves that tingle touched by light and sound.
The movements of the sea, the wind in boughs,
green grass, the large slow oddity of cows,
thunder and lightning, birds that wheel and cry,
slime crawling up from mud to live and die,
these each are duly registered and print
the brain's contortions with a separate dint.

Yet trees are not 'trees,' until so named and seen -
and never were so named, till those had been
who speech's involuted breath unfurled,
faint echo and dim picture of the world,
but neither record nor a photograph,
being divination, judgement, and a laugh,
response of those that felt astir within
by deep monition movements that were kin
to life and death of trees, of beasts, of stars:
free captives undermining shadowy bars,
digging the foreknown from experience
and panning the vein of spirit out of sense.
Great powers they slowly brought out of themselves,
and looking backward they beheld the elves
that wrought on cunning forges in the mind,
and light and dark on secret looms entwined.

He sees no stars who does not see them first
of living silver made that sudden burst
to flame like flowers beneath an ancient song,
whose very echo after music long
has since pursued. There is no firmament,
only a void, unless a jewelled tent
myth-woven and elf-patterned; and no earth,
unless the mother's womb whence all have birth.

The heart of man is not compound of lies,
but draws some wisdom from the only Wise,
and still recalls him. Though now long estranged,
man is not wholly lost nor wholly changed.
Dis-graced he may be, yet is not dethroned,
and keeps the rags of lordship once he owned,
his world-dominion by creative act:
not his to worship the great Artefact,
man, sub-creator, the refracted light
through whom is splintered from a single White
to many hues, and endlessly combined
in living shapes that move from mind to mind.
Though all the crannies of the world we filled
with elves and goblins, though we dared to build
gods and their houses out of dark and light,
and sow the seeds of dragons, 'twas our right
(used or misused). The right has not decayed.
We make still by the law in which we're made.

Yes! 'wish-fulfilment dreams' we spin to cheat
our timid hearts and ugly Fact defeat!
Whence came the wish, and whence the power to dream,
or some things fair and others ugly deem?
All wishes are not idle, nor in vain
fulfilment we devise -- for pain is pain
not for itself to be desired, but ill;
or else to strive or to subdue the will
alike were graceless; and of Evil this
alone is dreadly certain: Evil is.

Blessed are the timid hearts that evil hate,
that quail in its shadow, and yet shut the gate;
that seek no parley, and in guarded room,
though small and bare, upon a clumsy loom
weave tissues gilded by the far-off day
hoped and believed in under Shadow's sway.

Blessed are the men of Noah's race that build
their little arks, though frail and poorly filled,
and steer through winds contrary towards a wraith,
a rumour of a harbour guessed by faith.

Blessed are the legend-makers with their rhyme
of things not found within recorded time.
It is not they that have forgot the Night,
or bid us flee to organized delight,
in lotus-isles of economic bliss
forswearing souls to gain a Circe-kiss
(and counterfeit at that, machine-produced,
bogus seduction of the twice seduced).
Such isles they saw afar, and ones more fair,
and those that hear them yet may yet beware.
They have seen Death and ultimate defeat,
and yet they would not in despair retreat,
but oft to victory have turned the lyre
and kindled hearts with legendary fire,
illuminating Now and dark Hath-been
with light of suns as yet by no man seen.

I would that I might with the minstrels sing
and stir the unseen with a throbbing string.
I would be with the mariners of the deep
that cut their slender planks on mountains steep
and voyage upon a vague and wandering quest,
for some have passed beyond the fabled West.
I would with the beleaguered fools be told,
that keep an inner fastness where their gold,
impure and scanty, yet they loyally bring
to mint in image blurred of distant king,
or in fantastic banners weave the sheen
heraldic emblems of a lord unseen.

I will not walk with your progressive apes,
erect and sapient. Before them gapes
the dark abyss to which their progress tends -
if by God's mercy progress ever ends,
and does not ceaselessly revolve the same
unfruitful course with changing of a name.
I will not treat your dusty path and flat,
denoting this and that by this and that,
your world immutable wherein o part
the little maker has with maker's art.
I bow not yet before the Iron Crown,
nor cast my own small golden sceptre down.

In Paradise perchance the eye may stray
from gazing upon everlasting Day
to see the day-illumined, and renew
from mirrored truth the likeness of the True.
Then looking on the Blessed Land 'twill see
that all is as it is, and yet made free:
Salvation changes not, nor yet destroys,
garden nor gardener, children nor their toys.
Evil will not see, for evil lies
not in God's picture but in crooked eyes,
not in the source but in malicious choice,
and not in sound but in the tuneless voice.
In Paradise they no more look awry;
and though they make anew, they make no lie.
Be sure they still will make, not being dead,
and poets shall have flames upon their head,
and harps whereon their faultless fingers fall:
there each shall choose for ever from the All.

Feel free to complain

Saw this loser the other day, with a t-shirt printed like so walk past me in the library. I thought those kinds of t-shirts were only found in England. What an intellectual... Seriously, women should line up to kick this guy in the nuts; I don’t know which would be more beneficial for him, a sit-down and chat or a few rounds of smacking him about in the octagon…
Now, much ink has been spilt, and keyboard keys used over the issue of male and female roles and such, and though I’d love to, at some point, present a full study of biblical exegesis and hermeneutics on this issue, I’m just going to say a few things from my recent experience and reflexions… Many are, or would say they are offended at my point of view, but the truth is, men lead. It’s in their nature. The problem is that most men lead badly, because of ... selfishness, indifference, whatnot... I don’t think I’m saying anything new here, by the way. It’s seen at a macro scale in the way western society has evolved in the past several decades, where so many women have become more and more the kind of girls guys think up in their fantasies and look at in magazines. The kind of leadership offered by men in most arenas is one of selfishness and indifference. The justifiable answer to the mess created by such an attitude is seen in the feminist response: “Screw you, we’re doing our thing!” And why should they follow such bogus leadership? Are they any less intelligent or capable? (Though does that mean they would be any less selfish...?) Equality is good - yes, I know, I’m saying more and more exciting, incredible new things - the problem is that the attitude backing a lot of those arguments exacerbates an existing issue. Feminism, at its extreme, calls women not to coexist, but to separate from men. This creates a mentality of division and war, how is that going to solve anything, when half the people in this world are the opposite sex from you.

Did we start it? Maybe… Stupid jokes which I myself have laughed to, comments en passant, both men and women have been at it really, and they get nastier as one pushes the boundary; once you snap out of it, you should realise: we’ve created a culture of rivalry between male and female, where we think about what we can get out of the opposite sex and what we can get away with saying and doing, instead of one of respectful complicity, where we aim to serve one another and look for opportunities to do so, since yes, we do have different gifting and wiring!

But instead, because of the rightful disgust thrown at the macho stereotype, masculinity is being redefined, and he should really get out of that chair and stop that makeover, ‘cause it’s not looking good. Oh what the hell, I said it! Now, real masculinity isn’t necessarily looking like Randy Couture (on the left, the warrior himself); but it certainly doesn’t have straightened hair and shaved armpits (look at me! guy on the right with overpriced haircut and probably wearing eyeliner): what can you expect from a guy who spends that much time on his appearance? Does he have his priorities down?

My point is definitely not that outward appearance is what matters in masculinity, it’s about inner conviction and motivations. And there’s a sort of tug-of-war between people who want men to be, well, men, people who want men to be more like women and then there are those who just accept and conform to the trend in comfortable political correctness. Recently, I happened to talk to a few girls who admitted to really liking the style of “emo” guys… Why is that? What can they expect from them? Emotionality without substance. Fashion wins. Everyone else loses. (Someone told me recently that because I show sensitivity, I’m in touch with my feminine side… I’m not in touch, nor do I need to get in touch with my feminine side; I don’t have one, because, oh yes, I’m a man. On the other hand, I have plenty of honest, masculine sensitivity.) I know smart, sensible women who date losers without any vision or scope in life, and they just accept the state of affairs.

Why should women settle for anything less than solid, gentle men? They should be able to expect a better quality of men, men who, in the words of Chris Rock, “handle their business!” Neither the ones who treat them like toilets, nor the ones who expect them to be their mum; guys who run into relationships without thinking about what it will take to carry it forward, who really just want a girl hanging from their arm, like you wanted when you were a teenager. I had a chat with a girl at a party a couple weeks back, and talking about relationships, and about how I’ve not had any stories with girls for several years, she told me that I over-analyse situations and girls, and I don’t get into relationships because of a fear of getting hurt… This doesn’t happen to me very often, but though there may have been some truth there, I couldn’t help feeling that statement was wrong, something didn’t feel right about it (you know how when someone lays truth on you it just hits you right there - not that feeling). I put my finger on it several days later: it’s not that I have a fear of getting hurt as much as how I don’t want to cause unnecessary pain to someone else, because there’s no need to jump into relationships just to then jump out of them having hurt and left emotional scars on someone else. I felt good about that! I’m not saying this to praise myself, but in order to say “that’s what our thinking should be!” That’s how we treat women! Don’t go into a relationship you don’t think you can, or want to, lead!

Now, some may say “I find that offensive! The idea that men lead relationships is outdated and incoherent with our society!” Let me say, that means nothing: opinions are ever-evolving and so is society; the incoherence of society is phenomenal, where people judge those who hold to “outdated” ideals while thinking theirs are “innovative”, when these cycles have been happening for thousands of years, and 50 years down the line, people may believe something completely different anyway. I’ve seen marriages broken by indifference, struggles of leadership, and seen others, led by great men, blossoming with ever-increasing joy. So my ideas are outdated. But what’s the fruit? Gentle, sacrificial, caring, leading love. Wouldn't it be great to set that as the standard for men?

I’m not speaking as one who is qualified, but rather one whose eyes are fixed on that goal, to become less selfish, more caring, and ultimately, the kind of guy who will honour all women equally and love the one he marries all the way to the end.

Amazing still it seems, I'll be 23...

Nope, I didn’t make a mistake in the title and yes, I know I’m already 24, going on 25 (as strange as that seems). What I’m doing, is taking a retrospective look at this last year of my life, during which I was 23 years old. I find it kind of hard, especially when it seems like two weeks ago I was 22 and a lot of time went by without me doing much at all… And the best way for me to do this is by talking about the music I’ve been listening to.

I pity those who don’t appreciate music and its power, because they don’t realise that our very lives have soundtracks to them. That’s probably why it’s so normal for films to have soundtracks… It’s quite something though, when the music you’ve been listening to actually fits with the themes of your life… And I’m not talking about those who listen to depressing music because they want to stay depressed, nor those who listen to last month’s R’n’B star, then go dress and talk like them… More like, the bands I have come across and listened to over and over for the sheer pleasure of their music, displaying lyrics that actually sometimes lay my heart bare...

(Philosophical rant mode for the next 382 words, skip if uninterested)
It’s funny, thinking in the last few days about the way I relate to music, and how I relate music to other people, I realise I have grown up quite a bit: as a teenager I was a music fascist, meaning that I would try to force my music on everyone else, and anyone who didn’t like the same kind of music as I did got smitten by words of condemnation. I remember I used to fear becoming someone who would appreciate other styles of music, like drum’n’bass and lounge chill-out, and stop liking Metal. Moving to England… Anyone who has a strong opinion about anything is bound to get shot down by fierce sarcasm, in the old U of K. It’s harsh, but teaches one not to take themselves too seriously. You grow up from there. Silly comments about my music don’t faze me anymore (but if you do make a comment, prepare your face…), I’ve grown to appreciate a broader variety of music, amongst which, some drum’n’bass and lounge chill-out. I still like Metal, though I listen to a lot less. In fact all my old favourite bands have stayed at the top of my preferences, by far; actually that position has strengthened from listening to different styles… I still believe that my music is the best and that anyone who disagrees doesn’t know what they’re talking about, but I tend not to say that to their face (the operative word being “tend”). I would say I’ve gone from being a “music fascist” to being a “reformed music fascist” (kind of like the way you go from… Better not go there, let the reader understand). I realise I’m a 90s guy! The bands I love the most are the alternative/indie rock bands that came out of the US in the nineties… Of course, it’s not about 90s or not. It’s about the passion in the lyrics, in the music, the seamless marriage of lyrics and music creating metric and linguistic beauty… So if I hear something like that, I’ll like it. I’ll always be made fun of by English people for the music that I listen to, that’s because they produce some of the worst pop and rock… Hmm (abstaining from specificities, for the sake of the peace). I don’t need to defend the bands I love, but I can explain why I do. I keep it for myself now, and if someone is interested, I’ll tell them.
(Phil. Rant mode switching off…)

One of the bands I got totally picked on for listening to non-stop this last year is a Japanese rock band called Asian Kung-Fu Generation. It’s strange that English people are so big on sarcasm and yet fail to understand the sarcasm of others.

I had a lot of time on my hands at some points of last year, being on and off work, and came across them through the anime I watched. Finding more of their music I grew to like them more and more. They’ve made several albums, not two of them sounding alike, demonstrating a real creativity in their music. There was real passion in their rock, something drawing me to them as one is drawn to someone else because of a sense of commonality. Of course, lyrics being so important to me, I had to find their translation. Thank God for internet fans! I found a full-fledged fansite with translations into several languages of their lyrics. It seems that Masafumi-san (lead singer) is always writing about similar things. If Ajikan (diminutive of the band name) had a colour, it would without a doubt be blue, aquatic blue… The theme in so many of the songs in the albums Sol-Fa and Fanclub are relating to being a twentysomething in the middle of the city and still feeling like the only person on the planet, without direction and meaning to one’s life… Almost despair, but never totally, always with a sense of hope for better things in lying ahead… I understood why I liked them so much:

“How many times on a boring day have my dried up memories poked above the surface?”
“How many times at midnight have my dried up memories faintly shone?
Shine on this town…” A rabbit in the backstreet, Fanclub

It may not seem particularly meaningful. But it was to me.

Without wanting to sound too melodramatic, this last year has been one where I have had to meditate a lot on my life; I also sat on my ass a lot... It creates a kind of quiet and complacent depression. Not a good place to be in for too long. You’d want to “erase… and rewrite.” (Rewrite, Sol-Fa)

But… I managed to finish writing songs that had been started years before, and that wasn’t out of depression, as some say that the best music you write is when you’re down; who would want to rehash their depression to others (I mean repeatedly)? I remember my friend Geoff speaking truly prophetically when he said “you want to be creative? Get close to the Creator?” (Not exactly in those words, I’m making him sound cooler than normal.) I was able to use some of the time on my hands to pray and spend time with God, and actually, out of those times, my creativity was stimulated so much… And is now at a different level, as I am again and again being inspired (truly) for new tunes and lyrics, something I believe God has put on my heart…

I tried to stay faithful to what I believed would come during this year, even though this mantle of visionlessness covered me… But I can now say, that is what you have to do if you’re ever in that place. Hold tight to the hopes and promises that you have hidden in your heart and plod along until you’re out.

Another band I used to like, but that actually got a hold of me this year is Jimmy Eat World… They have a knack for making really catchy tunes… Not in a pop type of way, it’s actually quite unique, they can express the sentiment of a song, just make one go “Yeah!” and identify, with a guitar bend (see Crush or Blister from the album Clarity) or a voice harmony (Authority Song); they also fit some cool words into their texts, just catching you off guard... !

And I’ve got to say… I was caught off guard one day recently: I was walking down the street with Jimmy playing in my ears, a great track I hadn’t really heard before, when halfway through, I was left speechless, as I listened to the singer telling me my life for the past year and expressing my sense of hope throughout it…

“Amazing still it seems, I’ll be 23…
I won’t always love what I’ll never have,
I won’t always live in my regret.

You’ll sit alone forever,
If you wait for the right time
What are you hoping for?
I’m here, I’m now, I’m ready,
Holding on tight, don’t give away the end,
One thing that stays mine!” 23, Futures

How could he know?... I lived in regret, wanting what I didn’t have, what seemed so out of reach! Sitting on my couch waiting, hoping, holding on. So often I wanted to know how it was going to end, but the resolution was so amazing, so shocking, I’m glad I didn’t know, because that made it all the more glorious! I caught the vision for my life again, and ran with it! The depths of my heart roar like a lion for truth, that is my life’s battle. I still don’t know the end, but it’s exciting… However, I have an inkling.

In November, the Red Star EP came out, foreshadowing the release of Third Eye Blind’s next album in 2009, Ursa Major. This is something 3eB fans have been waiting for, for over 2 years! I heard the tracks and flipped! (www.myspace.com/thirdeyeblind)... Say what you want, NO ONE writes lyrics like Stephan Jenkins. The quality of the musical production, the lyrical choices and disposition, are just breathtaking. Another reminder of the fact that good things are worth waiting for...

Another good thing that was worth waiting for is my sister’s album: Interprétation (by Eli Natali, www.myspace.com/elinatali) came out this month and I’ve just been listening to it over and over. Walking down the street (again) at one point I cried out “for goodness’ sake, Lisa! How can you write such good lyrics!?”

I think I’ll review them individually in a later post, but I just wanted to mention them to say that I believe this next year of 2009 is holding stuff which I’ve been expecting for a long time and it will spur me on into further musical endeavours (amongst others), as I follow in the steps of those who inspire me. (Even K’s Choice might release a new album this year!)
... And I wish the same for you all in this next year of 2009. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

I didn’t get a chance to mention him up until now, but another guy who is just phenomenal, and doesn’t need anyone to interpret his thoughts: Cosmo Jarvis (I don’t know whether that’s his real name), a 19 year-old kid from Devon. Just go on his myspace page (www.myspace.com/cosmojarvis), you’ll see what I mean.

So, I don’t know if it came across, but our lives have soundtracks, and though the music we listen to dips in and out of it, I have a giant theme, accompanying me through everything. It’s called Grace. It’s composed by Jesus. (... www.myspace.com/Jesus... not really, it'll take you to a latino guy's page.)

(Photo courtesy of Jeanne Harper, all rights reserved)

Theology of Pornography

This e-booklet is really great and helpful for all you people out there with questions or struggles. It's quite raw and shocking, with some eye-opening stuff, but truly frank; if you read it while being honest with yourself, you won't be shocked but blessed.Here's the link:

http://relit.org/porn_again_christian/
Shaba, keep it real!

Joey

I love Tim Buckley

He says what is needed.

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Life in a new place

Here I am, almost a month into my new experience of life in Geneva. As I expected, it is extremely different to what I lived over six years ago, when I lived here with my family. What’s more, it’s also quite different to my first year experience when I moved to Canterbury exactly six years ago, something one would expect when moving from a small city to an international centre that is several times the size of the first, in population, economy and horizontal as well as vertical development. The most important thing though, is that I am lacking nothing: I have a great house, a great course, great food on the table and great support from family and friends. God really provides all things.

Being something of a theologian, I have to bring everything back to God, sorry for those of you who don’t tend to do that, and at the risk of contradicting the fundamentalists, atheists, agnostics and Arj Barker*, I have to see God’s sense of humour in one aspect of my present situation… My inner workings are pretty weird, so sorry for leaking some of that out to you here, but recently I actually started worrying whether I had become a sexist; not in belief, which contrary to what some think doesn’t leave any place for sexism (I'm talking about Biblical theology), but in practice. See, about 5, 6 years ago, most of my friends were women. I don’t know why, maybe because guys are such jerks, but anyway, I realised how unhealthy it was for me to have all these female friends who would give me some chocolate, say “ooh…” and watch Friends with me whenever I was feeling down and went to find some good guys to hang out with, which I did, and have never looked back since, I mean, I love hanging out with dudes - not jerks - in fact, I’m so happy that God’s provision has gone as far as giving me some friends to watch the Ultimate Fighting Championship** with, here in Switzerland, where already in England hardly anyone had heard of it! I love being a guy! And I love growing as a guy, learning to become more of a man, not in the macho way, which I find fun to promote, but only as a joke. Anyway, I guess that I’ve landed on the complete other end of the spectrum and I started thinking recently: “Hmm, do I treat, or unconsciously think of women as less important, intelligent etc. than men?”, which I think is a good sign, because if I’m worried about it, there are great chances that I’m not a sexist. Truth is, I’ve spent so many years with so few female friends that I think I’ve forgotten how to relate to women in a real way. This also may come from the fact that many English girls are so incredibly closed and guarded against guys that it has made it extremely difficult to strike up any real conversations with them in my time out there. Russell Peters had it right, and I know others who would agree, when he said “What have the English men done to the English women? Whatever it is, it’s ruined it for the rest of us!"***

Anyway, what is so funny about that that you have to bring God into it? It’s not funny at all; oh, but it is, when you walk into my seminar classrooms and lecture halls, and all you see are… Women. Over the two years of Master’s students in my course, there are between 6-8 guys, amongst maybe 80 women. But in my department and year, I believe there’s only one: moi. Watch your thoughts! Joey: “Hmm, I’m worried I may have become sexist, I’m not really sure how to relate to women”. God: “Ok, here’s a class full of women, knock yourself out! It’ll definitely build character!” The Lord does work in hilarious ways. Now, I’m not about to put the “trans” back into “translation” just to fit in, but I am kind of failing to fit “bad-ass macho man” into the job description, even though I walk into class with my shaved head and goatee, muscles rippling etc. In the end, I’m just a nice guy and it’s hard to fool people otherwise. What I have concluded through this experience is that women are definitely more intelligent than men, since they all seem to go for languages, when so many guys shy away from such a glorious discipline ;)

In church, it’s the same thing, I’ve met an overwhelming amount of girls, which no doubt will make my dad happy, since I’m sure he’d like to eventually meet a woman I’m actually seeing, which, you know, I’d like to meet a girl I’m seeing as well, but hey, good things are worth waiting for, and once again, that’s something I’m having to exercise faith for. Speaking of faith and theology, God is hilariously challenging the nitpick in me, getting me to formulate my thoughts beyond the blur of “huhhhh…” at times, and teaching me to pick my battles, and words, carefully, because I tend to overreact to certain things. I miss a lot of my friends in Canterbury, I love them deeply, but I am so happy to be here, knowing and seeing already how God is shaping my character, picking out the ugly bits of me and replacing them with Grace.

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*Who some time ago debated in a rather humorous way against the question “Does God have a sense of humour?” which you can find on YouTube.

**And the last one was, oh so sweet! Seeing Dan Henderson and Richard Franklin fight so well among others…

***In another stand-up show that you can find on YouTube.

John 6

John 6

Unless otherwise mentioned, and it's never mentioned, all quotations that are biblical come from the ESV (that's English Standard Only Accurate Version) translation of the bible... Into English.

It's probably best you get your bibles to follow this, otherwise you're not going to know what I'm talking about. In my bible, John 6 is right after John 5. And before John 7.

(Those who don't have one at hand can go straight on to http://www.biblegateway.com/ for multiple translations in multiple languages.)

Let's get started!

6:1-15 This passage is interesting, obviously it is a famous story, but understanding its implications really shocks. Verse 14 helps us understand these implications:

The people realise that Jesus is the Prophet! This is the prophet with a capital P (though the Greek had no capitals probably, but the article helps us understand the "one-of-a-kind"ness of this prophet) spoken of by Moses in Deuteronomy 18. Though there had been many prophets since Moses, there was always an expectation of a prophet of the same calibre of Moses who would be a Messiah. Here, the people realise Jesus is this Prophet because of the sign he performs: a great crowd is hungry and in a desert place, and he is able to feed them with multiple bread and fish; this is like the manna that Moses prayed for and God sent, except that it is greater: it is barley bread and fish, much nicer :) and on top of that, they don't have to wait until morning to pick it up from the ground, it comes straight from the hands of Jesus! He is showing that not only he is a prophet like Moses, but he is a prophet greater than Moses! On top of that, he is showing that he is God, because though he prays to the Father, the food comes from him! On top of that, it is an abundant meal, pointing to the beginning of the season of the new covenant, an era of abundance in God, of Grace...

What we see then, is that in Jesus' ministry, what he was doing all the time was showing through spoken parables, acted parables, and outright fulfilment of prophecy who he is! It seems that everything he does in the gospels, whether intentionally or not, he is just revealing that he is the Messiah and telling people what has happened and what is about to happen, fulfilling ancient prophecy and then fulfilling prophecy that he speaks himself about himself (namely, his death, resurrection and ascension)!

The amazing thing is that he only does this after thirty years of hard work in carpentry, to sustain his family. He has already shown his character... He has been obedient in all things, endured life as a normal person, living for three decades among sinners and never sinning, leading his family since the death of Joseph (since he was the oldest son), and only then does he bring revelation and start his ministry... That is humbling, to think that even Jesus did not start his outward ministry until he was 30... He isn't just a guy who has great gifting but a lacking character! Praise Jesus, because he is all that he says he is and shows no inconsistency in any aspect of his life.

His ministry therefore is all about declaring who he is to Israel, and his disciples' ministry is about telling the world who Jesus is! That is the reason why we contextualise the gospel and preach the Bible, always telling people who Jesus is, whether they already know him or not! (In discipleship and in evangelism) We imitate him and take it further in a sense, because we don't need to go on the cross, so we spend the rest of the time building church, evangelising and discipling.

Another thing is that we see that Jesus is into megachurch! A crowd of thousands, he has no problem teaching them and catering for them! We see this fulfilled properly in Acts, where there are the crowds meeting to hear apostolic preaching, then meet in small groups in homes. Anyway, that goes beyond this passage!...

6:22-59 Following on the feeding of the Five Thousand and the walking on water, the atmosphere of this passage changes as Jesus turns up the theological temperature in his speaking and in response his hearers turn on the hostility, right after an awesome demonstration of his power!

Even though these people were caught up in a sense of wonder, which we see from 6:2, then because of his feeding them, and even mystery, wondering how he got from one side of the sea of Galilee (which was a lake, but still pretty big) to the other without a boat, which would have taken him about 35km round the lake, when actually he walked across, then seemingly teleported (6:21) to Capernaum Pier...

There seems to be a big divide concerning what the people believe the Messiah should be and the way Jesus thinks of his role, purpose and who he is... The immediate reaction of the people upon realising that Jesus is the Prophet is to make him the king in order to establish the Kingdom of Israel again (v.15); heavily influenced by zealot teaching. Then they ask him what works they should do to honour God (v.28); they show the influence of the Pharisees here, always talking about works. Jesus probably frustrated them, because he was different from what they were expecting and he just asked them to put their trust in him...

And here's the weird thing: in verse 14 it seems that many recognised Jesus to be the Prophet like Moses because of the sign he performed, but suddenly, in verse 30, they speak as if it had never happened. "What sign to you do? We want a sign like the manna!" I can just imagine Jesus' jaw dropping hearing that comment. If he was short tempered, he would probably have called them a bunch of idiots, I mean, every bible commentator in 2000 years will know that the feeding of the 5000 refers to Jesus imitating Moses! Of course, his character is perfect, so he doesn't do that, instead encourages them to look back at what happened and see that he is the one who gave them the bread and indeed, he is the bread sent from God vv.32-35 and they should trust in him. He encourages them, but he also uses rather ambiguous language, suggesting that he doesn't mind people misunderstanding what he is saying, because those whom the Father gives him, will come (v.37). It is also ambiguous for us theologically, because as in other passages of Scripture (like in Paul's writings), Jesus talks about the Father giving him people (so chosen and predestined, see v.37 & 39) and then also about people looking to him and believing (vv.40). He says "whoever believes has eternal life" (v.47) right after saying "No one can come to me unless the Father who sent me draws him" (v.44). It's confusing, but it talks about God's absolute and unquestionable Sovereignty in salvation, somehow including our personal, conscious, intelligent response...

But at the same time, the Jews were just showing their bad attitude, by choosing not to understand his words, which were clearly figurative (..."How can this man give us his flesh to eat?", v.52)
Here, he is not talking about communion as much as communion talks about this; what he is saying is that his perfection, his holiness, people will have to eat and drink it, trust him, believe him if they want to be saved. He is saying that there is no work they can do to do God's will (v.28), only believe in him who does it, so that they may be included into that righteousness. They need to say I belong to Jesus. The Lord's Supper is about sharing in Jesus' sacrifice, his flesh punished replacing ours, his blood flowing to cleanse ours, about saying, I'm at the table with Jesus, I'm in his family, that's where I belong, I belong to him!

He is also saying some amazing things, if you think about it; not only that he is greater than Moses and the Son of God (vv.32-33), but that the bread he has to give them is greater than that of the desert time...! (vv. 35, 49-51) He is saying that he has a better covenant, a better relationship to establish than the one of Moses, a greater grace from God!!!

And then he explains what he came to do, so that the original concept of the Jews is challenged: "And the bread that I will give for the life of the world is my flesh" (v.51). He is alluding to his sacrifice. And he explains how much greater this grace is: Eternal life!... Following D.A. Carson's thinking on Jesus' prayer in John 17, here we see Jesus' purpose in coming in the world: verse 57: "As the living Father sent me, and I live because of the Father, so whoever feeds on me, he also will live because of me."
That verse seems very ambiguous, but if we explore it in depth there is such power within it! "I live because of the Father"... What could that mean? Is he saying that he is created? That he is in some way dependent on another being for sustenance? No. The reason he lives is for the Father; the reason he came to live in human form is for the Father, his eternal aim and objective is FOR the Father, to honour the Father, to glorify the Father. Jesus lives because there is a God, and Jesus is that God, and so is the Father and his life is about loving God; eternal life is about enjoying perfect relationship of glory, honour, love forever, just like God does within himself. The Father and Jesus' purpose in sending him/coming to earth is to glorify and honour each other, continuing their perfect relationship, but with the other aim of revealing this relationship, this love to men and welcome them into this, which is eternal life! And "whoever feeds of this bread will live forever" (v.58): whoever believes in Jesus, feeds on his words, on his truth, whoever gives himself, says "I belong to Jesus" they will also "live because of me."(v.57) Their life will become one of eternal love and glorifying someone else, namely Jesus, just like Jesus eternally loves and glorifies the Father. We get included into this awesome family!

This passage, as glorious as it is in the truths it uncovers, is a really powerful anticlimax to the previous one: as we see his might and power displayed and people being fed, we see the same people walking away because they didn't like what he had to say and didn't realise they needed to change, not him.
It is all the more telling about the state of the Jewish nation, when just two chapters before a whole village of hated, heretical Samaritans believed in him, and they only had the Samaritan Pentateuch (their Scriptures) to go by, while the Jews who even had the Prophets to read and check didn't accept him. All this goes to show that Jesus was right from the start not to entrust himself to these men, "for he himself knew what was in man." (John 2:25) The chapter shows how much man is inconstant and how even those who are supposed to understand the things of God, the religious, who seek righteousness, can completely miss the point: it's not you who finds Jesus and understands him, it's him who finds and understands you.

6:60-71 Interestingly, after that, he does give some final explanation to those still listening: I'm speaking about spiritual things. "The flesh is of no avail" (v.63). Are you offended? Are you going to stay offended if you see me in my full glory, ascended and mighty, but judge you for not believing in me? I think that's the sense of what he's saying. In a humorous way: "You're offended by this? Well, maybe I should just get outta here and cruise on back up to heaven, blazing with glory..."
And indeed, after this, many people leave him... But it wasn't a failure: he sifted the wheat from the chaff! Those who truly believed from those who were just in it for a fad.

It is so easy to miss the depth and power of a verse...: "The words that I have spoken to you are spirit and life"(v.63). The very words spoken by Jesus ARE spirit and life! He is expressing spiritual truths in physical terms so that unspiritual people may understand, though many don't, but this is much deeper than intellectual understanding. Words contain so much power in the Bible, but particularly John reveals something about the power of words in his Christology, starting from the beginning: Jesus is the Word (1:1). "All things were made through him, and without him was not any thing made that was made. In him was life, and the life was the light of men." (3-4) As the Word of God, Jesus created all things, he holds in himself life which he can impart to others...
Expressing things of the spirit in words is a life-giving action... And we have received the words of Jesus and received his life and his Spirit, if we have believed in him. "For I have given them the words that you gave me, and they have received them and have come to know in truth that I came from you; and they have believed that you sent me."(17:8)
Our job is very simple. Speak the words that Jesus spoke, explain in human terms the truths of God, hoping that others hear and believe... That is how Jesus did it, even though many did not believe. In knowing the truths, the words of Jesus, and living in them and speaking them, we will have his joy in obeying the Father fulfilled in ourselves... (17:11-13) That is just awesome... Words can only attempt to express the beauty of this truth.

Back to the dialogue:
... The disciples understood: "You have the words of eternal life!" (v.68) Peter says, "We get it, you're God, you're the one who gives life, I understood your talk just now, and I'm going to apply it to my life, right now, by staying by your side..." He calls him "the Holy One of God". Now, in the Old Testament, the only one who is the Holy One is YHWH (other "holy ones" - without "the" juxtaposed - mentioned would be the Messiah - which is interesting - in a couple of prophetic Psalms, and angelic beings, mentioned in Daniel)... Isaiah calls him the Holy one of Israel; the only other times when "The Holy One of God" is mentioned is with the demonised man who calls Jesus that! (Mark 1:24, Luke 4:34) So Jesus is God, sent from God! It is a brilliant theological statement! And as an aside, it confirms that even the demons believe that there is one God, and shudder (James 2:19). I love the internal consistency of the Bible!

Christianity in the World, part 3

Christianity in the world, part 3: Discipline & Punishment (31/05/08 – 20/08/08)

Some of you guys aren’t going to like this… *Groan*

Christians should be stewards of God’s Word and teach it faithfully. Some of the greatest tragedies of intellect and of human lives in history have occurred because those who were supposed to be stewards taught wrong doctrine, twisting Scripture, the effects of which sin being visible and continuous, still today… When truths of God’s character and words are distorted, the two usual responses in people are the following: superstitious devotion and over-reactionary rejection, neither of which are desirable; let me explain: the superstitious devotion happens in the religious people who think they can please God by following rules, and the wrong teaching taught becomes assumed doctrine; the rejection of the teaching usually happens after seeing the devastating effects on people’s lives that this religious behaviour has and overreacts by rejecting not just the bad teaching, but also anything from the Bible, because glorious truth was being hidden by false doctrine. These two reactions can be seen as the opposing camps of conservatism and liberalism, both of which have messed up attitudes and values.

One value whose core is being completely missed is that of discipline in the family: there are people in the UK lobbying against parents smacking children, trying to get it classed as a penal offense. These people must’ve had some very angry parents, because they believe that when a parent smacks a child, it is always out of unreasonable anger, in fact, in the ads they produce against smacking, the mum is portrayed as a frustrated and exhausted mother who just wants her child to shut up and suddenly jumps in the face of the camera like an enraged velociraptor, letting out the beast within. Now, I don’t doubt that some parents strike their kids unnecessarily, but to be honest with you, the majority shows the opposite. Nowadays in the UK there is a culture of minding one’s own business and indifference towards things that might be troublesome, to the point where this has seeped into the family and parents don’t know how to discipline their own children, to set proper boundaries. The result is that at home and in school, kids do what they want and while parents don’t do anything, teachers can’t do anything, because the laws of the government have robbed them of their disciplinary power, and the students have no concept of authority.

Indeed, the concept of authority is the one in question here: who has the authority to judge an action as right or wrong? If people think that punishment is an unreasoned reaction, of course they will denounce it. But they’re missing the point: good parents who love their children must discipline them, must punish them, to show them that what they did is wrong and that there are consequences for disobedience. Loving parents will reason about what punishment to administer in order that their child will not become spoilt and understand why what he did was wrong. The opposite of loving parents are indifferent ones… But enough of social polemics, that’s not the purpose of this paper.

With a messed up concept of the reason for discipline and punishment, people will naturally misunderstand the character of the originator of such a teaching, e.g. God. God is into discipline; he knows that our natural selves are selfish and lacking in character and for our own good, he tries us so we can grow, learn, become stronger, taller, wiser, more loving and compassionate, more trusting in him. The author of Hebrews puts it better than I ever could:

And have you forgotten the exhortation that addresses you as sons?

"My son, do not regard lightly the discipline of the Lord,

nor be weary when reproved by him.

For the Lord disciplines the one he loves,

and chastises every son whom he receives."
It is for discipline that you have to endure. God is treating you as sons. For what son is there whom his father does not discipline? If you are left without discipline, in which all have participated, then you are illegitimate children and not sons. Besides this, we have had earthly fathers who disciplined us and we respected them. Shall we not much more be subject to the Father of spirits and live? For they disciplined us for a short time as it seemed best to them, but he disciplines us for our good, that we may share his holiness. For the moment all discipline seems painful rather than pleasant, but later it yields the peaceful fruit of righteousness to those who have been trained by it. (Hebrews 12:5-11, quoting Proverbs 3:11-12)

One mustn’t confuse discipline and judgement; although the two share a lot and can be used interchangeably sometimes, there is a clear and immense difference between the discipline to a child and the judgement of a criminal!

No matter how much society gets messed up, there is still an inner sense that there are certain things which go beyond the line of what is wrong, even though the worldview of the postmodern person doesn’t allow for them to believe in right and wrong, since they should be tolerant of everyone, but anyway, that only goes as far as the first person who disagrees with them.* Why do we have an inner morality, no matter how hard we try to kick it out of our fabric? I believe it is because the God who created us is moral and believes in right and wrong. In fact, God is into judging evil! He hates far more than we do all the horrible, heinous, perverted, tragic actions that occur in this world, but he actually has the power and authority to judge them righteously. “Vengeance is mine, I will repay, says the Lord.”(Romans 12:19) Judgement is his to make, for he is sinless and he is the Creator, therefore people who wish to judge but are in no authority have nothing to say. That is the reason why each country has a legal and judicial system: so that flawed men can attempt to make right judgements, based on the laws in place and the authority conferred to them by another… The only reason why we are not consumed by his wrath is that he is also a compassionate and merciful God and is patiently waiting, allowing time for more people to repent. (Romans 2:4)

And people long for forgiveness as well as the judging of the evil that occurs. All people want to be forgiven for the mistakes they have made, the horrible things they have thought, said and done which caused pain to their friends, family, others and themselves. We desire mercy, we want acceptance after screwing up. Why do we even hope for it? Maybe God has put inside us that longing for someone who could forgive sins… Maybe that’s why people came to Jesus, weeping between sorrow and joy, for the things they had done and the fact that right there was one who could bring them peace. (cf. Luke 7:36-50) Maybe that’s why a parent who sees their child is sincerely asking for forgiveness after having disobeyed will withhold punishment, acting in mercy and graciously embracing them, because that’s what God does.

In fact, God somehow majestically fulfils both the longing for judgement of what is wrong as well as the longing for forgiveness and acceptance of the repentant, fulfils both the roles of the judge and of the loving father, in two main, and massive ways.

Jesus… YHWH Yeshuah: I AM Saves. In the same book of Hebrews, it says that Jesus, the one perfect and sinless man who ever walked the earth was still nonetheless disciplined and put to the test, in order to show that he indeed shared in every difficulty that men and women have to endure, also making him the perfect person to make a way for man to be reconciled to God, he himself being both totally man and totally God (Hebrews 5:7-10, this is a running theme throughout Hebrews, see 6:16-20, 7:23-28, 9:23-28).Jesus’ sacrifice was a priestly act, where he stood in between man and God and represented each party to the other one, as a perfect mediator; and here’s what happened: the Father, in total agreement with the Son, poured out his wrath on Jesus as if Jesus were all the sinful people in history, who deserve to be punished. Jesus’ death was a sacrifice, a pure and perfect one at that, which God consumed unto death, satisfying the required justice of God, but at the same time, beautifully showing God’s mercy to all by NOT consuming them, withholding the punishment they deserved and instead punishing his Son, who knew no sin, with the consequences of sin. The Cross is this amazing place and event where God’s justice and mercy come spectacularly and masterfully together, in a completely unique way, unprecedented, unrepeated since then and inimitable for the rest of history!

At the end of history, however, there will be another phenomenal, unique and terrible demonstration of the utter mercy, grace, as well as justice and anger at sin that God embodies. God doesn’t take lightly the evil in the world, as previously mentioned, and for those who have accepted Jesus’ sacrifice and lordship over their lives, the punishment has been lifted, the wrath satisfied, but there will be a time when God’s patience towards the rest of man’s unrighteousness ends and Jesus comes with the righteous judgement of the evil of all time. At that time, there will be a glorious acceptance into the Kingdom for those having known and accepted Jesus’ righteousness to cover their sin, and his punishment to pay for theirs, but at the same time a frightening judgement towards those who persisted in sin through their life, not acknowledging the authority of God over their own lives and choosing to be their own god or to worship other gods apart from the true one. That will be the righteous outcome of history, as it is depicted in John’s Revelation... No one will be able to tell God, to tell Jesus, that he isn’t fair, as he will still bear the same scars while he declares the verdicts. And thank God that he is just. I wouldn’t want to worship a God that doesn’t punish sin and evil. And thank him that he is forgiving, otherwise no one would escape his judgement. And thank Him that he’s loving, because otherwise, that’d be a pretty difficult God to please. And thank Him that he’s sovereign, because I need a God that’s mighty to save me from my problems, my enemies, and myself. And thank Him finally, that he finds a way to reconcile all those attributes while I struggle to understand how he works them all together.

My sins are forgiven. My guilt is gone! Honestly. His sacrifice has yielded fruit. I am loved like no other, and this love is patiently changing me to become a better man… I had some great time with God last night, and as I chatted to him I marvelled at the way he turned this whole year round for me, where wasted time has somehow borne fruit, my wrong thinking has been made right and my visionless outlook has been spurred on into great vision for the future. I haven’t got it all together, but I know that he does and he’ll help me work it out as I go along faithfully. His discipline has yielded fruit.

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* The postmodern thinking is actually to varying degrees bending people's natural perception of things, coming against what people see as plain normal: I recently met someone who told me they believed that prisons shouldn't exist. When I asked them how else one would punish crime they didn't really answer me, just alluded to the fact that all is relative and judgement is not ours to make... While to some degrees I would say that the prisons that exist aren't necessarily the best places to reform criminals, I don't think this person’s thinking (nor the criminals’) was as civically minded as they thought it was. And thankfully, the government thinks so too. This matter however, is an interesting one, on which I want to stop for a moment. As I said, this thinking bends our natural perception of things, and this extreme happens when one takes all the way the belief that there is no moral basis, no truth and that people should do whatever makes them feel good, believe whatever they want to believe (essentially the foundations of postmodern life). It is also going all the way in the nowadays common thinking that talks about people’s “rights”: “I have the right to do this, the right to do that”, basically the right to sin and not ever face the consequences of my sin. This has already been seen in the liberalising of abortion to frightening degrees. Such thinking always springs out of the self, even if those advocating it genuinely believe they are doing it to help others. They never talk about responsibilities, always rights. In a sense it could be seen as a solidarity towards all those who want to sin, just like me, or, a collective effort of legislation change created by people all involved with self interest in doing something only they want to do (which of course is a tautology, I mean, how often do people lobby for things they don’t want to do? How many people are pro liberalising cannabis who don’t smoke it? From a positive point of view of the argument, real socialists should want to pay taxes, provided that ensured that the public services functioned well). The truth is, the theoretical basis for this thinking is rooted first in the desires of the person and secondly the intellect. It stops right where suddenly someone is wronged and desires justice or vengeance for this terrible sin against them. It doesn’t always work in practice…
In conclusion to this appendix, this kind of thinking, which is founded in postmodern thought, is essentially an outworking of Romans 1 that talks about the unrighteousness of men “who by their unrighteousness suppress the truth” (v.18) and who, “claiming to be wise, they became fools, and exchanged the glory of the immortal God for images resembling mortal man and birds and animals and creeping things.” (vv.22-23) Christians who elevate the supremacy of Jesus above all things in the world, live and think differently from this, showing men and women everywhere a higher calling and greater way of living.

Like in a movie (summer rain)

15/08/2008

Fretting leaves flicker in freeze-frame in the furious fervour of the fanciful wind.
Buckets of rain are flushed down so suddenly it seems fake, then it stops.
Drops fall on us, curiously under a bright sky.
These are the paradoxical inconsistencies involved in reconciling “summer” and “Britain”.