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the Forty-Second Parallel
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Archives for August 2007
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But We Don't Live in Resolution-Time
I tell about a smashing, eye-opening missions trip for some high schoolers, but I don't include the boring stories, or the stories where some kids just really weren't impacted, how that one inspiring kid wound up getting some girl pregnant two months later. I tell -- and hear -- "and then he became a believer!"-type stories, but don't include, " -- and yeah, okay, he's still battling addictions."
I read "look what our church is doing" accounts in newsletters, but don't hear the invariably messy follow-ups. We get the "victory" stories over sin and depravity, but no one publishes books called, Wups, I'm Totally Messed Again. Yet, that's where the stories of my actual life are. We don't like our stories open-ended. So we clean up our stories, and act like they're finished.
They're not.
Missing the Good Parts
[Clevinger] knew everything about literature except how to enjoy it.
- Joseph Heller, Catch-22
Reminds me of a couple of my professors from my undergrad days. It's been years since I last read it, but I still remember Catch-22 as one of the funniest books I have ever read. via Fire & Knowledge.
Getting to Church Late (on purpose)
After shaking up churches throughout the late 90s and the first part of this decade (what do you call this decade anyways?), I keep hearing more and more people rebelling against the "praise music" in favor of traditional hymns. In some cases, rebellion consists of just getting to church late:
My sister came for a quick visit this last weekend to attend a going-away party for our older son, who is off to prep school. On Sunday, my wife took the gang to church for 9:00 a.m. Sunday school. My sister and I dawdled behind, aiming to be late for the worship service at 10:00. Why? We were both agreed: We hate praise music.
- Lawrence Henry, Praise Music Funks
Ouch. via Doxologist.
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