<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><rss xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" version="2.0"><channel><title>Ars Theologica</title><description>An intersection of theology, poetry, art, and music.</description><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</managingEditor><pubDate>Sat, 18 Jan 2025 14:02:09 -0500</pubDate><generator>Blogger http://www.blogger.com</generator><openSearch:totalResults xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">266</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/</link><language>en-us</language><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle>An intersection of theology, poetry, art, and music.</itunes:subtitle><itunes:owner><itunes:email>noreply@blogger.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><item><title>The Rev. F. Scott Petersen Scholarship Fund</title><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2010/03/rev-f-scott-petersen-scholarship-fund.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Mon, 8 Mar 2010 22:22:00 -0500</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-3338131294480160266</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiISNcAJtrFcHcgnA5QHC6-2fCjPLYdMZ6MrIMnisRYyvQuSLNBMnnBUHpdtdx8qOy9m_9RSBOUFSEAgVTM0HyjtWnfXUBLqYdx3z6TwbxNa5pin9QFVG58yWvjetltBap-fqdCQ/s1600-h/scan_7824224416_1_2_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiISNcAJtrFcHcgnA5QHC6-2fCjPLYdMZ6MrIMnisRYyvQuSLNBMnnBUHpdtdx8qOy9m_9RSBOUFSEAgVTM0HyjtWnfXUBLqYdx3z6TwbxNa5pin9QFVG58yWvjetltBap-fqdCQ/s200/scan_7824224416_1_2_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446479057692337026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scott was the first son of the Reformed Church of Prince Bay in 100 years to enter into ordained ministry.  Today, however, there are 4 men from Scott's home church attending seminary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our family is honored that the consistory has established the Rev. F. Scott Petersen Fund to provide scholarships for seminarians from this church and that this will be an ongoing fund.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you would like to contribute, please make your check payable to The Reformed Church of Prince Bay, write Rev. F. Scott Petersen Fund in the memo line, and mail to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The Reformed Church of Prince Bay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;239 Seguine Avenue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Staten Island, NY 10309&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiISNcAJtrFcHcgnA5QHC6-2fCjPLYdMZ6MrIMnisRYyvQuSLNBMnnBUHpdtdx8qOy9m_9RSBOUFSEAgVTM0HyjtWnfXUBLqYdx3z6TwbxNa5pin9QFVG58yWvjetltBap-fqdCQ/s72-c/scan_7824224416_1_2_2.jpg" width="72"/></item><item><title>Scott's Sermons</title><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2008/03/scotts-sermons.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Mon, 3 Mar 2008 23:08:00 -0500</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-7544509122479307712</guid><description>If you would like to listen to Scott's sermons, you will find them in the archives where they were originally posted: January-September 2006, and January-March 2007. </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Memorial Service</title><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2007/08/memorial-service.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Wed, 15 Aug 2007 09:02:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-8605238891363368249</guid><description>This is the audio from the Memorial Service for Reverend F. Scott Petersen held at the Fairfield Reformed Church on Tuesday - August 7, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main speaker is Scott's friend, Pastor Scott Nichols, with additional remembrances from the Rev. Peter Butler and Fairfield Reformed Church Elder Gus Matarazzo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.hipcast.com/playweb?audioid=Pbf53fdc92e85702c5028983b91a5219cZ1l5SlREY2d0&amp;amp;buffer=5&amp;fc=FFFFFF&amp;amp;pc=CCFF33&amp;kc=FFCC33&amp;amp;bc=FFFFFF&amp;brand=1&amp;amp;player=ap21" frameborder="0" width="246" scrolling="no" height="20"&gt; &lt;/iframe&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>1963 - 2007 - Eternity</title><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2007/08/1963-2007-eternity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Sun, 5 Aug 2007 13:44:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-361737693038797918</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5gHzvDH_sLWsVCotHKgIUosG6fM3g9mZTQccPPw6TusKyv04JafmF62V1HWusOzJs5euCcVnNKtIb5-Y5-2JqKaipil2hru-nZ-hMrNajU2pE6N3AHrJSqZFyr9hzaztXEq6O5A/s1600-h/tombstone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5gHzvDH_sLWsVCotHKgIUosG6fM3g9mZTQccPPw6TusKyv04JafmF62V1HWusOzJs5euCcVnNKtIb5-Y5-2JqKaipil2hru-nZ-hMrNajU2pE6N3AHrJSqZFyr9hzaztXEq6O5A/s320/tombstone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095478058215484578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana;"&gt;The author of this blog has gone to meet the Author of Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;On Saturday morning, the Rev. Franklin Scott Petersen passed from this world into eternity following unsuccessful surgery to remove a blood clot from his brain. Prayers are requested for his beloved wife, Deb and his two daughters, Emily and Sarah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This quote from famed evangelist D.L Moody is an appropriate one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;"Someday you will read in the papers that D.L. Moody            of Northfield is dead. Don't you believe a word of it. At that moment I shall be more alive than I am now. I shall have gone            higher, that is all--out of this old clay tenement into a house that            is immortal, a body that sin cannot touch, that sin cannot taint, a            body fashioned like His glorious body. I was born in the flesh in 1837;            I was born of the Spirit in 1856. That which is born of the flesh may            die; that which is born of the Spirit will live forever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This blog will remain open for a time as a testament to Scott's faith and faithfulness so that "by faith he being dead may yet speak..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5gHzvDH_sLWsVCotHKgIUosG6fM3g9mZTQccPPw6TusKyv04JafmF62V1HWusOzJs5euCcVnNKtIb5-Y5-2JqKaipil2hru-nZ-hMrNajU2pE6N3AHrJSqZFyr9hzaztXEq6O5A/s72-c/tombstone.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></item><item><title>Just News</title><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-news.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Mon, 23 Jul 2007 15:31:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-1563951920988293260</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't have much new to write about because the steroids I am on (which end Thursday!) make it hard to read new material (including Harry Potter!).  I was able to attend church yesterday for the first time in a quite a while.  I hope return to preaching the last Sunday in August.   It all depends on my strength and clarity of mind.  By September, things should be better.  So far so good.  What delayed my return to ministry was a reaction to the chemotherapy which produced high fevers.  I am being tapered off the steroids, and so far no fevers.  I still tire easily, but my appetite is increasing and I can walk with ease for short distances.   That's it for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title/><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-thought-when-i-went-home-in-june-i.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jul 2007 14:17:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-821127888157140942</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I thought when I went home in June, I would begin the healing process.  Little did I know that I would be hospitalized two more times for fever.  After numerous tests, it was determined that I either had an unknown virus or more likely, an inflammatory response to the high dose chemo.   Last week they put me on steroids which got rid of the fevers and allowed me to come home.  Hopefully I will now have the opportunity to finally heal.  I will be on the steriods for nearly a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The struggle now is with tiredness, boredom, and the inability to read (steroids make your eyes blurry).   I greatly appreciate the prayers and cards.  God bless you all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><title>Home</title><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2007/06/home.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Thu, 14 Jun 2007 17:41:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-1435218924371956770</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My transplant doctor sent me home on Tuesday.  Home is a wonderful thing.  I am done with all my treatments, and now the doctors will keep a decreasing eye on me over the next two years.  I am very weak (anemic), and cold most of the time.  It should take about a month to get back to some semblance of normalcy.  In the meantime, I watch tv and nap.  Reading even magazines is too much for me.  I can't wait to feel normal again.  Thanks again for all the prayers and good will.  It means a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>I Have My Cells Back</title><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-have-my-cells-back.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Sat, 2 Jun 2007 16:24:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-4275483253127100871</guid><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My harvested stem cells have been returned to me as of yesterday.  Now I must endure two weeks of sitting in a clinic at Hackensack University Medical Center for about 8 hours a day, as I am being "watched" by nurses.  They take vital signs and feed us.  The goal is of course to come home, which cannot come soon enough.  In the meatime, I appreciate all the prayers, the blood and platelet donations, and good thoughts.  The great enemy for me is a wearisome tedium.  Sitting in a chair for 8 hours is maddening.  Activity swirls around you, and just when sleep arrives, so does the nurse.  So I will try and read, pray, do what I can, and dream of home.  My evening accommodations are at least comfortable - the Hilton.  At least it's not winter...&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Medical Update</title><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2007/05/medical-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Mon, 21 May 2007 12:47:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-215585651392584732</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Wednesday I will be entering Hackensack University Medical Center for the final phase of my treatment for leukemia.  I will be receiving high dose chemotherapy for eight days, then my harvested stem-cells will be returned to me, and then I will be under observation for about two weeks, until my counts are high enough for me to be sent home.  My immune system will need several months to recuperate, but I hope to be back in the pulpit again in July or August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't yet know if my hospital room has an internet connection, so don't be alarmed if I don't post here for a while.  I continue to be blessed with the prayers and encouragement of many people and churches, and covet them now more than ever.  God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><title>What Jerry Falwell Did</title><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-jerry-falwell-did.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2007 08:58:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-7024441334643584571</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnfrvca-l2C1BjvHDMcnOjYyt61Xl0LpTwaGUE7Hz4zqEW8KSOXbnkxYmMhDQ6bG1LIXqcwsKQqro55aI_A8qDgZTNU9PaKIK9h_jp-PoHCFEvU9jUjWjbkz825im3qV8H13dDLQ/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnfrvca-l2C1BjvHDMcnOjYyt61Xl0LpTwaGUE7Hz4zqEW8KSOXbnkxYmMhDQ6bG1LIXqcwsKQqro55aI_A8qDgZTNU9PaKIK9h_jp-PoHCFEvU9jUjWjbkz825im3qV8H13dDLQ/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065518066320231394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Certain newspaper columnists (e.g., Christopher Hitchens and Jonathan Alter) have decried the many faults of the late Rev. Jerry Falwell.  He was lambasted as a bigot, a homophobe, and the embodiment of evangelical self-righteous hypocrisy.  Yet as I reflect on his life, I see a man who did a great deal of good for the Lord and God's people.  As a Calvinist I disagreed with parts of his theology, but he remained an orthodox, Bible-believing servant, who brought to our nation's attention the precipitous moral decline which began in the licentious 1960's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some facts not often noted in the news:&lt;br /&gt;1. He started a church with 35 people, and which now numbers 22,000.&lt;br /&gt;2. He started a small Bible college, and which is now an impressive university.&lt;br /&gt;3. He put the issue of the murder of millions of children by abortion front and center in our nation's political discourse.&lt;br /&gt;4. He provided homes for young women who decided to keep their babies instead of aborting them.  In other words, he wasn't just pro-life verbally, but was pro-life in action.&lt;br /&gt;5. He spoke biblical truth to power, namely, that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"righteousness exalts a nation"&lt;/span&gt; and America was (and is) in great peril from God's wrath against sin and the normalization of perversity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not always agree with his methods or message, but I do know that Jerry Falwell was a powerful voice for God's truth, and did more for the Lord than most of us who are quick to criticize or lampoon.  I trust he is now in the bosom of his Savior, Jesus Christ, and enjoying the blessed communion of the saints in light.  Well done, good and faithful servant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnfrvca-l2C1BjvHDMcnOjYyt61Xl0LpTwaGUE7Hz4zqEW8KSOXbnkxYmMhDQ6bG1LIXqcwsKQqro55aI_A8qDgZTNU9PaKIK9h_jp-PoHCFEvU9jUjWjbkz825im3qV8H13dDLQ/s72-c/images.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><title>Exorbitant Claims</title><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2007/05/exorbitant-claims.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Mon, 14 May 2007 13:53:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-8050482425358795683</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4s5IZzY94C0yT_3KJGdE7pVwTP5TO3FT535ggesGJ6WJahQ_XCh8sT6EFKDxD0jHIJOHGi-L2c-JexCtcehKwC3pJL7bdPjA12FMlFTmK01dHhqjWS-2jGA1Dkmpen5UdXd2TIA/s1600-h/ivy_botanical_print.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4s5IZzY94C0yT_3KJGdE7pVwTP5TO3FT535ggesGJ6WJahQ_XCh8sT6EFKDxD0jHIJOHGi-L2c-JexCtcehKwC3pJL7bdPjA12FMlFTmK01dHhqjWS-2jGA1Dkmpen5UdXd2TIA/s320/ivy_botanical_print.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064488471640124754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Bible makes some astonishing claims concerning the privileges of believers.  These claims can be divided into two types: those affecting us in this life, and those which pertain to the life to come.  For example, God promises to wipe away every tear (Rev 21:4), and to glorfiy our mortal bodies (1 Cor 15:51f.).  We live in the hope of a future communion with the Triune God, where we will know about "life, the universe, and everything," just as we are presently known (1Cor 13:12).  All are marvelous claims, capable of sustaining us in the most difficult of situations, but I find that the more exorbitant claims concern our lives here on earth - they are truly amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take two promises from the Psalms.  The first is from Psalm 34.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I sought the Lord, and He heard me, and delivered me from all my fears" (v.4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.  Deliverance from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; fear is no small matter, and yet it is ours for the asking.  "Why are you afraid," Jesus would ask his disciples.  The presence of Christ should banish fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and yet we remain fearful, because of our little faith and because we do not ask (James 4:2-4). We ask for things, but instead we should ask for Christ, for more faith, and for more love.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Perfect love casteth out fear" (1John 4:18)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;In Psalm 37, we read, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Delight yourself also in the Lord, and he shall give you the desires of your heart" (v.4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.  If we commit our way to Him, trusting and waiting patiently for him (v.5, 7), then our desires will grow into conformity with God's desires, and we shall experience blessings and wonders - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in this life&lt;/span&gt;.  I think we doubt the Lord when He said, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Most assuredly, I say to you, he who believes in Me, the works that I do he will do also; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and greater works than these &lt;/span&gt;he will do, because I go to my Father.  And whatever you ask in my name, that I will do, that the Father may be glorified in the Son.  If you ask anything in my name, I will do it" (John 14:12-14)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Christianity is an exorbitant religion, meaning that it goes beyond the mundane to promise the truly spectacular, the unexpected, the unimaginable.  We, however, remain beggars at God's feast.  We are content with so little, and God offers us so much -  in the life to come, surely, but also much here in this time and this place.  Let us rejoice in God's superabundant offerings, and receive our heart's deepest desires.  This is no sorcery, no magic or ritual trick, only we must remain in Christ, and receive His Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{illustration: branch of ivy - see John 15:4}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4s5IZzY94C0yT_3KJGdE7pVwTP5TO3FT535ggesGJ6WJahQ_XCh8sT6EFKDxD0jHIJOHGi-L2c-JexCtcehKwC3pJL7bdPjA12FMlFTmK01dHhqjWS-2jGA1Dkmpen5UdXd2TIA/s72-c/ivy_botanical_print.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>On Affliction</title><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2007/05/on-affliction.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Wed, 9 May 2007 14:26:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-237537702905587011</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have now completed the second round of medical treatments for my relapsed leukemia.  After finishing four courses of arsenic trioxide, I transitioned to the stem-cell harvest phase.  This required six shots a day for four days of the drug Neupagen, which raises your stem-cell levels in your blood stream.  The shots weren't particularly painful (my wife and nursing student daughter did the dirty work), but they resulted in bone pain.  This past Monday I went to Hackensack University Medical Center to have my cells harvested.  To harvest them, a catheter had to be placed in my upper chest.  Imagine an IV the size of pencil.  I had to sit hooked up to a machine which separates your blood into components, and saves the stem-cells.  It took five hours to complete the process.  I had to do the same thing again yesterday.  So I've been undergoing a fair bit of affliction, pain, anxiety, etc.  The good news is that they got the required amount of stem-cells in just two days, and today I had the big catheter removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghHguf-_0wNC5p9EXrWK8lxVSdX4St80knBoJn-OKn_PM0wBOMCunmERTk4MhAr__eBaKhpsuzOzENVOte25b6q2XOwyHM9V1acbJOvjrrQ8WqBos2lRMrospEXIe-PIhnKPQHAg/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghHguf-_0wNC5p9EXrWK8lxVSdX4St80knBoJn-OKn_PM0wBOMCunmERTk4MhAr__eBaKhpsuzOzENVOte25b6q2XOwyHM9V1acbJOvjrrQ8WqBos2lRMrospEXIe-PIhnKPQHAg/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062636090900065602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Feeling afflicted these past few days made me turn to Graham Miller's wonderful anthology of quotes from John Calvin.  Here are a few which put our afflictions into their proper context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"The disciples of Christ must walk among thorns, and march to the cross amidst uninterrupted afflictions" (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Harmony of the Gospel, I:388&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"For God does not consider, in chastening the faithful, what they deserve; but what will be useful to them in the future; and fulfills the office of a physician rather than of a judge" (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gen. I:178)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Many crosses spring forth to us from the root of God's favour" (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gen II:266&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"When visited with affliction, it is of great importance that we should consider it as coming from God, as expressly intended for our good" (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ps. II:472).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"The best fruit of afflictions is, when we are brought to purge our minds from all arrogance, and to bend them to meekness and modesty" (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ps. III:201)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Our afflictions prepare us for receiving the grace of God" (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is. II:333)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"The afflictions of the Church are always momentary, when we raise our eyes to its eternal happiness" (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is. IV:141)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Afflictions are not evils, because they have glory annexed to them...We are not afflicted by chance, but through the infallible providence of God" (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gen. Epp. 43)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghHguf-_0wNC5p9EXrWK8lxVSdX4St80knBoJn-OKn_PM0wBOMCunmERTk4MhAr__eBaKhpsuzOzENVOte25b6q2XOwyHM9V1acbJOvjrrQ8WqBos2lRMrospEXIe-PIhnKPQHAg/s72-c/images.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>Slandering Thomas Tallis</title><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2007/05/slandering-thomas-tallis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Sat, 5 May 2007 11:43:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-4456035379907084268</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnAcVxBh938Zy0BxMl_N7ZHVaAWFQnCkPB0j4Ztowicbh5rF7UM_JsTmHNs2c4u7KFDfhAHh-pvXDJ2yZcIgfbbqEe2sKIdfy5MByZqJyYBqlT9ClqHJyFyKoUaLHSc16FvJUTog/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnAcVxBh938Zy0BxMl_N7ZHVaAWFQnCkPB0j4Ztowicbh5rF7UM_JsTmHNs2c4u7KFDfhAHh-pvXDJ2yZcIgfbbqEe2sKIdfy5MByZqJyYBqlT9ClqHJyFyKoUaLHSc16FvJUTog/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061112206438673714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The absurd, historically inaccurate series on Showtime, "The Tudors," has slandered the reputation of one of England's greatest composers, Thomas Tallis (1505-85).  As it is now &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;de rigeur&lt;/span&gt; to include gay and lesbian scenes in television mini-series, someone thought it would be nice to have young Tallis engage in homosex with Lord Compton.  The problem is Tallis was not present at the court of Henry VIII until 1543, well past the time period depicted on the program. We also know that Tallis married a woman named Joan, and there is not even a whiff of scandal attached to his name.  Indeed he managed to negotiate the religious turmoil of the sucessive reigns of Henry, and his children Edward, Mary, and Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was looking forward to "The Tudors," but it has turned out to be an over the top soap opera, which has now slandered a great musical genius.  They should be ashamed of themselves, but gay themes are now all the rage, so we can only expect more of them.  Those of us who love Thomas Tallis are deeply offended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnAcVxBh938Zy0BxMl_N7ZHVaAWFQnCkPB0j4Ztowicbh5rF7UM_JsTmHNs2c4u7KFDfhAHh-pvXDJ2yZcIgfbbqEe2sKIdfy5MByZqJyYBqlT9ClqHJyFyKoUaLHSc16FvJUTog/s72-c/images.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total></item><item><title>Pain</title><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2007/05/pain.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Thu, 3 May 2007 09:50:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-3304960030699918694</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;C.S. Lewis wrote that pain is God's megaphone - it gets our attention.  While being a great admirer of Lewis, I never liked that depiction of pain.  God can certainly use pain to get our attention, but it is not the only way He directs our hearts and minds away from this sinful world toward Himself.  It might not even be a particularly common use of pain.  Pain arises out of the fallenness of the world, and is everywhere in creation.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The whole creation groans and labors with birth pains until now" (Romans 8:22)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.  Pain can often put a great distance between the soul and God, and hence can be a serious obstacle to spiritual growth.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What is interesting about pain is that you can't remember it.  You can't recreate pain as a memory in your body (thank the Lord!).  Pain is also necessary to keep us healthy.  Without it, we would very quickly destroy our bodies, being unaware of burns, broken bones, and other misfortunes.  Pain does remind us of our inherent frailty, and hence our dependence on God, but we cannot make too much of it as a spiritual discipline (no hair shirts or self-flagellation please).  As Paul writes, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us" (Romans 8:18)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.  As I face the final treatments for a second go-round with leukemia, I can dwell on the painful procedures, the side-effects of chemotherapy, and other indignities, but it is far better for me to remember that pain passes, and by God's mercy will one day be erased from all human experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes; there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There shall be no more pain&lt;/span&gt;, for the former things have passed away" (Revelation 21:4).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Mormonism and Christianity</title><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2007/04/mormonism-and-christianity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2007 08:41:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-8975311211958889740</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKQEhzpSULFVy5w8hhIlSx5U6gXBXk5Z3gYIyEWJII5CZno2rj46Vqvm2APr4EHlBt54ky8pC5m2oXdYgt0atk5bjUZPwry5NTdsmILCpdUxCA-fa5MEdSmMpPPcmlpI9q_c0JkQ/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKQEhzpSULFVy5w8hhIlSx5U6gXBXk5Z3gYIyEWJII5CZno2rj46Vqvm2APr4EHlBt54ky8pC5m2oXdYgt0atk5bjUZPwry5NTdsmILCpdUxCA-fa5MEdSmMpPPcmlpI9q_c0JkQ/s320/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059205807894932770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Mormons are getting some highbrow publicity today and tomorrow in a PBS documentary.  Mormons use the name Jesus Christ in their official name "Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints," but their doctrines are light years away from orthodox Christianity.  I got a hint of their beliefs about Jesus when a friend was given tickets to the newest temple located across from Lincoln Center in New York.  Before the temple was consecrated tours were offered, and I was invited to go.  They showed a video about Mormonism before you went on the tour and I was fascinated to hear them refer to Jesus not as the Son of God, nor the second person of the Holy Trinity, but as "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;our Exemplar&lt;/span&gt;."  In other words, Jesus is not a Savior because of his atoning death, rather he is a model for our behavior.  Mormonism is a religion of works, not of grace, and has no relation to the substitutionary atonement of Jesus Christ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mormonism has a lot of strange doctrines and practices, but it has found a place in America and overseas, and is one of the fastest growing religions in the world.  Mitt Romney, a Republican presidential candidate is a Mormon, as is Democrat Harry Reid.  Mormonism is attempting to go mainstream.  One must respect Mormonism's stance on a variety of issues such as abortion and the sanctity of marriage, but despite its best efforts, it remains a serious distortion of the Christian faith. It is based on dubious foundations, and seduces people away from biblical Christianity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe Mormonism is flourishing because orthodox Protestantism has abandoned its doctrinal and moral foundations.  People are looking for certainty and many have found it in the beautifully strange beliefs of Joseph Smith. Another reason for its success is its evangelistic emphasis.  When was the last time you saw Reformed Christians going door to door to spread the gospel?  We have lost our missionary fervor, and the Mormons are filling that vacuum.  We need to recapture what the Mormons now possess - certainty about our beliefs, and a desire to share them with others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKQEhzpSULFVy5w8hhIlSx5U6gXBXk5Z3gYIyEWJII5CZno2rj46Vqvm2APr4EHlBt54ky8pC5m2oXdYgt0atk5bjUZPwry5NTdsmILCpdUxCA-fa5MEdSmMpPPcmlpI9q_c0JkQ/s72-c/images.jpeg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></item><item><title>Does Religion Poison Everything?</title><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2007/04/does-religion-poison-everything.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2007 08:42:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-9156459641609057727</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4RsdBWD2yZV-NI68-8RmjwRIhJjj76eN9sqA0uS4la3jzeJOeOB9Sd8Js222BQZq2HDeV2oHBCQxNA_8IMkWvj7pZaaPVDyKIxpPxrecfHPxeoBgS-Bph2STBiTgsvb2b4shdyw/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4RsdBWD2yZV-NI68-8RmjwRIhJjj76eN9sqA0uS4la3jzeJOeOB9Sd8Js222BQZq2HDeV2oHBCQxNA_8IMkWvj7pZaaPVDyKIxpPxrecfHPxeoBgS-Bph2STBiTgsvb2b4shdyw/s320/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057722863061806354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christopher Hitchens, a most bilious British writer and commentator, has written a new book called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God is Not Great&lt;/span&gt;, where he posits that religion poisons everything.  He trots out some very old criticisms of religion: e.g., it induces violence, represses sexuality, and retards human happiness and scientific advancement.  You can read an excerpt from this book &lt;a href="http://www.slate.com/id/2165033/entry/2165035/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitchens makes several key errors in his attack on religion.  The most egregious being that he paints with too broad a brush.  Equating Christianity with Aztec human sacrifice is one example.  Not all religions are equal.  Some faiths promote violence, while others (e.g., Buddhism and Jainism) promote gentleness and non-violence, even toward animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitchens also ignores the fundamental role faith has had in establishing law, inspiring art and music (one immediately thinks of Bach), and restraining the evil angels of our nature.  He also fails to mention the great minds of history such as Pascal and Newton who found faith to be compatible with science.  Does faith really poison everything?  Many billions would say otherwise, and assert that faith enriches everything, providing meaning and insight into life, the universe, and the mysteries of the human mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Hitchens, like most atheists, conveniently ignores the fact that the worst human atrocities occurred under atheist regimes.  Hitler, Mao, and Stalin's crimes dwarf the misdeeds of a few unhinged religious radicals.  When human life is divorced from the divine, and divorced from God's law, it loses its sacred value.  Abortion, euthanasia, and genocide are the children of atheism.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; says the Good Book, and one's love of the Lord is the beginning of peace, joy unspeakable, and love for our neighbor.  I have seen Hitchens on television, and he is not a happy man.  He deserves our pity and our prayers.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4RsdBWD2yZV-NI68-8RmjwRIhJjj76eN9sqA0uS4la3jzeJOeOB9Sd8Js222BQZq2HDeV2oHBCQxNA_8IMkWvj7pZaaPVDyKIxpPxrecfHPxeoBgS-Bph2STBiTgsvb2b4shdyw/s72-c/images.jpeg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Is Worship Tiresome?</title><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2007/04/is-worship-tiresome.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2007 08:52:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-3698952073786455022</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjicqu2st1ycZm9qmXxaxCAygJjMo6x9KpYfK-cqELNGVVhGPp1hbI34SiyFxGB9SM2RkIithv0k8UPG9p8CDlqCWJzCiytDr6196moDB0o4O00O3d6f53wx4Vnp6gjG3T3MyYH0w/s1600-h/9340407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjicqu2st1ycZm9qmXxaxCAygJjMo6x9KpYfK-cqELNGVVhGPp1hbI34SiyFxGB9SM2RkIithv0k8UPG9p8CDlqCWJzCiytDr6196moDB0o4O00O3d6f53wx4Vnp6gjG3T3MyYH0w/s320/9340407.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056614372473875826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A parishioner gave me a page from a calendar called "Forgotten English."  The word of the day was "doattee."  Its definition: "To nod the head when sleep comes on whilst one is sitting up. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This action is to be noticed in church.&lt;/span&gt;"  An anecdote followed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At Dunchurch, a person bearing a stout wand shaped like a hay fork at the end, stepped stealthily up and down the nave and aisle, and when he saw an individual asleep he touched him so effectually that the spell was broken - this being done by fitting the fork to the nape of the neck.  We read of the beadle in another church, going around the edifice during service carrying a long staff, at one end of which was a fox's brush, and at the other a knob.  With the former he gently tickled the faces of the female sleepers, while on the heads of their male compeers he bestowed with the knob a sensible rap" (W. &amp; R. Chambers, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Book of Days&lt;/span&gt;, 1864).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my first parish I had a woman who every Sunday fell asleep the minute I began to preach.  I knew she was asleep because her mouth would fall open.  How I would have loved to have had a long staff to awaken that "doattee"!  But lately, being forced by illness to become a pew-sitter instead of a preacher, I have frequently been uncomfortable, fidgety, and even tired during worship.  I look at my watch and critique the preachers we have scheduled.  In short, I have become, if not quite a doattee, perhaps a parishioner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it about church services which induces slumber?  Poor preaching, dull liturgy, dirge-like music?  I have experienced all three over the past six months.  And yet, if pressed, I would not change our worship.  The really "sucessful" churches in our area resemble rock concerts (no slumbering there - it's too loud).  But on a warm Sunday morning, with the birds singing in cemetery, it can be hard to maintain one's focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem lies not in worship, but in our hearts.  We lack that burning desire David had to be in the house of the Lord.  We have domesticated our spirits, taming them to the point of slumber.  My daughter attends a Reformed Baptist church while she is away at college.  She's always liked Baptist churches because they have better music, more fun, and lively spirits.  We Reformed are often labelled the "frozen chosen," and our empty churches betray our lack of joy in worshipping the Lord.  It is joy which enlivens the heart, and it is the lack of joy which induces slumber.  If we were truly set on praising God each Sabbath day, no worship service would ever contain a "doattee."&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjicqu2st1ycZm9qmXxaxCAygJjMo6x9KpYfK-cqELNGVVhGPp1hbI34SiyFxGB9SM2RkIithv0k8UPG9p8CDlqCWJzCiytDr6196moDB0o4O00O3d6f53wx4Vnp6gjG3T3MyYH0w/s72-c/9340407.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>Our Culture of Violence</title><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2007/04/our-culture-of-violence.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Thu, 19 Apr 2007 09:04:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-8786239812270343587</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN2ZiKG_cuqu3QUoxdeNlbLLE9rBQZIMX_C2LInp8CLdNtH7S9H5eNLAwJpUPrxvuqYWoAQ90wXC2XeAQgBR3i2ERILs8hvmEGRI2xcrMx-NYdjr-60cugaeEZ2pkBIaUrHyjH-g/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN2ZiKG_cuqu3QUoxdeNlbLLE9rBQZIMX_C2LInp8CLdNtH7S9H5eNLAwJpUPrxvuqYWoAQ90wXC2XeAQgBR3i2ERILs8hvmEGRI2xcrMx-NYdjr-60cugaeEZ2pkBIaUrHyjH-g/s320/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055128468157489618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been unable to watch the news this week, mainly because of the wall-to-wall coverage of the tragedy at Virginia Tech.  CNN alone sent 100 people to the campus, and NBC/CNBC etal keep running the video and still pictures the killer sent in between his rampages.  The media has given this individual everything he felt deprived of in life: notoriety and celebrity.  More than that, the media, as it did in Columbine, has provided other troubled individuals a blueprint and an anniversary to get their own 15 minutes of fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America has to face the fact that we tolerate and even celebrate violence.  From the war in Iraq to Hollywood, violence is the solution to every problem.  One "expert" being interviewed in Virginia believed, along with the NRA, that everyone should be armed.  But here are some grim statistics.  Every year more than 3,000 children are killed by gun violence in the United States.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's one child every three hours, and 50 children a week. &lt;/span&gt;Compare that to other countries.  No children were killed by guns in Japan, 19 were killed in Great Britain,  and 57 in Germany.  Clearly we have a serious problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We have to become intolerant of violence, and make it very difficult to obtain handguns in our nation.  We have to hold the media, especially Hollywood and the television networks accountable, just as we did Don Imus.  Europeans are bewildered by our culture, which glorifies violence, but is offended by nudity and sexuality.  If we don't allow graphic sexuality on our airwaves (and rightly so!), we shouldn't allow graphic violence.  It's that simple.  And let's stop airing the Virginia Tech shooters pictures and video.  Let's deny him the fame or infamy he so murderously desired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN2ZiKG_cuqu3QUoxdeNlbLLE9rBQZIMX_C2LInp8CLdNtH7S9H5eNLAwJpUPrxvuqYWoAQ90wXC2XeAQgBR3i2ERILs8hvmEGRI2xcrMx-NYdjr-60cugaeEZ2pkBIaUrHyjH-g/s72-c/images.jpeg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><title>New Books!</title><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-books.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Tue, 17 Apr 2007 19:10:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-1199374060807376409</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEmBkMdUPQhOSB7lT5Z8l06Nrx2X7mNzIJS_ktFOFpugyo078Bw-C2HLslqm36hSIlcgFnARehf2OOvpt70s5TK97CYJif0APT3nFxfiX5SCgnzsVzxmWvAeZsIEBuKQPQIM8V0A/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEmBkMdUPQhOSB7lT5Z8l06Nrx2X7mNzIJS_ktFOFpugyo078Bw-C2HLslqm36hSIlcgFnARehf2OOvpt70s5TK97CYJif0APT3nFxfiX5SCgnzsVzxmWvAeZsIEBuKQPQIM8V0A/s320/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054548953152229282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I was excited to order books by two of my favorite authors: J.R.R. Tolkien's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Children of Hurin&lt;/span&gt;, and the poet Geoffrey Hill's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Without Title&lt;/span&gt;.  The Tolkien book is the culmination of many years labor of meticulous editing by the late author's son Christopher, and is the first complete book to come along since &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Silmarillion&lt;/span&gt;.  It will be the last book by Tolkien, so it is worth savoring.  I loved the Elvish tales of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Silmarillion&lt;/span&gt;, and this book is set during that First Age of Middle Earth.  What made &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lord of the Rings&lt;/span&gt; Trilogy so deep and fascinating was the presence of a long history preceding it.  This new book adds to that sad, but noble history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest collection of poems by Geoffrey Hill promises &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHbQJPwxtCjGPnB155GfpeGTccpi2jN8eA-0Ac_cSpLFayCGklPsgtuszUjE3AydUr6YHY-2hN9yYjcSgR9jahEn0QCWsrTRD44OiNkIcW10I5qhAnBg2OITtC6LkjLxsjnMAnyQ/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHbQJPwxtCjGPnB155GfpeGTccpi2jN8eA-0Ac_cSpLFayCGklPsgtuszUjE3AydUr6YHY-2hN9yYjcSgR9jahEn0QCWsrTRD44OiNkIcW10I5qhAnBg2OITtC6LkjLxsjnMAnyQ/s320/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054540543606263698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to be another brilliant achievement by the finest poet writing in the English language.  Hill is a deep, allusive poet, who rewards careful reading and rereading.  I prefer his earlier work, to be honest, but anything that flows from his pen stands far above his peers.  No other poet has articulated so well the struggle between faith and doubt, the ills of modernity, and the high cost of love.  I have been reading his poems and essays since I found a collection of his early work, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somewhere Is Such a Kingdom&lt;/span&gt;, while I was in college.  I strongly recommend him to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEmBkMdUPQhOSB7lT5Z8l06Nrx2X7mNzIJS_ktFOFpugyo078Bw-C2HLslqm36hSIlcgFnARehf2OOvpt70s5TK97CYJif0APT3nFxfiX5SCgnzsVzxmWvAeZsIEBuKQPQIM8V0A/s72-c/images.jpeg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>April Showers</title><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2007/04/april-showers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Mon, 16 Apr 2007 09:18:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-6105815976801292382</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQD8aVFuyFIMdGDMomVIUD20etIw8TP_xI92eSExAPdIw9X5CNcMRGdVRdhC13Q_hol26jOUP54xC939ij6w3ILQkGHnuG_ujJ7SosCyCYOysxe6Fy7IwcyQFiaaiWhMr3y6nHwA/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQD8aVFuyFIMdGDMomVIUD20etIw8TP_xI92eSExAPdIw9X5CNcMRGdVRdhC13Q_hol26jOUP54xC939ij6w3ILQkGHnuG_ujJ7SosCyCYOysxe6Fy7IwcyQFiaaiWhMr3y6nHwA/s320/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054022072334159730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;T.S. Eliot began &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Waste Land&lt;/span&gt; with the immortal words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;April is the cruellest month, breeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Memory and desire, stirring&lt;br /&gt;Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dull roots with spring rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ah, the spring rains.  In the metropolitan New York area, we have received 7" of rain since early Sunday morning, and it keeps on raining.  This April has been the coldest I've ever seen, with temperatures struggling to reach 50 degrees, and no sign of spring.  The memory and desire of warmth, sun, and flowers blooming creates the cruelty felt in the mind and heart.  We so want the cold and rain to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain gives me an excuse to speak of Eliot, whose poetry, especially his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Four Quartets&lt;/span&gt;, has such lasting power to move the soul.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Little Gidding&lt;/span&gt;, the last of the Quartets is in my mind one of the greatest poems in all of English literature.  That it speaks of faith, makes it attractive, but it sums up magnificently the heart's great longing for communion, healing, and hope.  It is, for me, a poem about heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   We shall not cease from exploration&lt;br /&gt;And the end of all our exploring&lt;br /&gt;Will be to arrive where we started&lt;br /&gt;And know that place for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poem ends incorporating St. Julian of Norwich's great affirmation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And all shall be well and&lt;br /&gt;All manner of thing shall be well&lt;br /&gt;When the tongues of flame are in-folded&lt;br /&gt;Into the crowned knot of fire&lt;br /&gt;And the fire and the rose are one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;So the rain falls, and we patiently wait for spring, and for new life, and for Christ to come and erase all fears, all tears.  We wait for heaven on earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQD8aVFuyFIMdGDMomVIUD20etIw8TP_xI92eSExAPdIw9X5CNcMRGdVRdhC13Q_hol26jOUP54xC939ij6w3ILQkGHnuG_ujJ7SosCyCYOysxe6Fy7IwcyQFiaaiWhMr3y6nHwA/s72-c/images.jpeg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Envy, Jealousy, and Covetousness</title><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2007/04/envy-jealousy-and-covetousness.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Thu, 12 Apr 2007 09:13:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-4736582650048815003</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shorter Oxford English Dictionary&lt;/span&gt; defines envy as "a feeling of resentful or discontented longing aroused by another person's better fortune, situation, etc."  It's how I sometimes feel lately when I see healthy people going about their business without a care in the world.  It is a sinful, dangerous feeling, and one which is addressed in the 10th commandment: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You shall not covet your neighbor's house; you shall not covet your neighbor's wife, nor his male servant, nor his female servant, nor his ox, nor his donkey, nor anything that is your neighbor's" (Exodus 20:17)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.  The word "covet" merely means to long for what belongs to another.  We covet out of envy or jealousy.  We covet because we feel we deserve better or more.  We resent those who have what we feel we should have, and therefore, envy stands in opposition to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;agape&lt;/span&gt; - sacrificial and unconditional love for our neighbor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;God commands us to be content with his provisions for us, and turn away from envy.  The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Westminster Larger Catechism &lt;/span&gt;puts it this way: "The duties required in the tenth commandment are, such a full contentment with our own condition, and such a charitable frame of the whole soul toward our neighbor, as that all our inward motions and affections touching him, tend unto, and further all that good which is his" (Q. 147).  Envy poisons our relationships with others, and poisons our hearts.  It must be resisted with every ounce of our energy.  This may seem impossible, but we can take comfort in the words of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Heidelberg Catechism&lt;/span&gt;, "In this life even the holiest have only a small beginning of this obedience"  (Q. 114). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I write about this because it seems that envy is everywhere in our culture, prompting people to accumulate enormous debt to keep up with their neighbors.  Envy hinders joy, and joy is a most precious thing.  All around us are unhappy people, worn out from discontent.  God would have us be joyful, thankful, and contented people, and the only way to reach such states of blessing is to place our trust in God, despite our circumstances.  Shakespeare, in his play &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Othello&lt;/span&gt;, famously writes, "O beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-ey'd monster which doth mock the meat it feeds on."  Envy, jealousy, and covetousness all lead to tragedy.  Let us flee from them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Spiritual Hoarding</title><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2007/04/spiritual-hoarding.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Mon, 9 Apr 2007 09:08:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-5285669508351838494</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHdbq33hoBGnrbrUn_ZoDXyvYlqxHXJlYDgoHG5zHyPOCC9U3pYls5-dF4HJI2Y_4wDaILLdrnDF1ZbbUxR8rkD8v94oa0ZPihXkDscSrtaeEPmxbkyOALvamN2IRuQiFnRSUULw/s1600-h/noli-titian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHdbq33hoBGnrbrUn_ZoDXyvYlqxHXJlYDgoHG5zHyPOCC9U3pYls5-dF4HJI2Y_4wDaILLdrnDF1ZbbUxR8rkD8v94oa0ZPihXkDscSrtaeEPmxbkyOALvamN2IRuQiFnRSUULw/s320/noli-titian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051426975438779394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the apostle John's account of the resurrection, Jesus says to Mary, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Do not cling to me, for I have not yet ascended to my Father; but go to my brethren and say to them, "I am ascending to my Father and your Father, and to my God and your God" (20:17)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.  It is surely a mysterious passage, and as I heard it read again yesterday, I wondered why Jesus felt the need to tell Mary not to cling to him.  It occurred to me that perhaps the Holy Spirit inspired John to record this for our benefit, that we may learn a valuable lesson about being in communion with Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The lesson is about spiritual hoarding, or keeping Jesus to ourselves.  Mary, overwhelmed with joy, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"held him by the feet" (Matthew 28:9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.  Jesus instructs her to go and tell others that he is risen and will be ascending to the Father.  Do we not behave likewise in our own lives?  We want Jesus for ourselves, and fail to spread the gospel to others.  The venerable commentator Matthew Henry writes, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Public service ought to be preferred before private satisfaction&lt;/span&gt;."  So much of today's Christianity is about meeting our personal felt needs.  There is an unhealthy emphasis on what Jesus can do for us, at the expense of what Jesus expects us to do for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You can see such an emphasis in the much loved hymn, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the Garden&lt;/span&gt;.  "I come to the garden alone...And he walks with me and he talks with me...etc."   Mary expected Jesus to stay on earth, and her great desire was to never let him go, but Jesus was to be enthroned, and Mary had good news to bring to others.  As Calvin writes, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"They fixed their attention on his bodily presence, and did not understand any other way of enjoying his society than by conversing with him on earth.  We ought, therefore, to conclude, that they were not forbidden to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; him, until Christ saw that, by their foolish and unreasonable desire, they wished to keep him in the world"&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Commentary, &lt;/span&gt;John 20:17).  Jesus had a kingdom to rule, and his kingdom was not of this world (John 8:23; 18:36).   We cannot keep Jesus to ourselves, but rather we must share the great message of his resurrection and Lordship.  We must look continually to things above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{picture: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Noli Me Tangere&lt;/span&gt;, by Titian}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHdbq33hoBGnrbrUn_ZoDXyvYlqxHXJlYDgoHG5zHyPOCC9U3pYls5-dF4HJI2Y_4wDaILLdrnDF1ZbbUxR8rkD8v94oa0ZPihXkDscSrtaeEPmxbkyOALvamN2IRuQiFnRSUULw/s72-c/noli-titian.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Sensus Divinitatis</title><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2007/04/sensus-divinitatis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Thu, 5 Apr 2007 11:09:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-3162638608536103586</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj06C1nT4eK-j-qL1zGuKMB7R7WdhQaZCNJQvCEQgFAeTHs0Y68LZCUOsqP-UxO8TdXsluxjPIoSKGF-sSXe0QPzcVBQDxSB7jtElH2NtDplYp9Ioiuz0WD85T88F-CDLvN-H03-w/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj06C1nT4eK-j-qL1zGuKMB7R7WdhQaZCNJQvCEQgFAeTHs0Y68LZCUOsqP-UxO8TdXsluxjPIoSKGF-sSXe0QPzcVBQDxSB7jtElH2NtDplYp9Ioiuz0WD85T88F-CDLvN-H03-w/s320/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049981903627269106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the April 2 issue of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The New Yorker&lt;/span&gt;, John Updike reviewed Walter Isaacson's new biography, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Einstein: His Life and Universe&lt;/span&gt;.  Einstein often referred to God in his writings and statements, but he was not conventionally religious.  As a child, he drew the conclusion that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"something deeply hidden had to be behind things."&lt;/span&gt;  This perception prompted him to search all of his life for a unified field theory, or the "theory of everything."  He did not succeed, bewildered by the incredible strangeness of quantum theory and mechanics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Einstein intuitively grasped as a child, that there is something hidden behind all things, he called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;der&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Alte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, "the Old One."  What is truly sad is that his thoughts about God never led him to believe in God as a personal being, with whom he could have a personal relationship.  Einstein sensed God, but never loved him.  Theologians call this universal apprehension of the existence of God &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;sensus divinitatis&lt;/span&gt; (the sense of the divine).  John Calvin wrote, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"That there exists in the human mind and indeed by natural instinct, some sense of Deity we hold to be beyond dispute, since God himself, to prevent any man from pretending ignorance, has endued all men with some idea of his Godhead, the memory of which he constantly enlarges, that all to a man being aware that there is a God, and that he is their Maker, may be condemned by their own conscience when they neither worship him nor consecrate their lives to his service" &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Institutes 1:3&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The proof of this sense of the divine is that some form of worship is found in every culture throughout all of history.  Therefore, man is without excuse when he denies the existence of God.  The knowledge of God is also found in nature, as the apostle Paul writes in Romans 1:20, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"For since the creation of the world God's invisible qualities - his eternal power and divine nature - have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that men are without excuse." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Like Einstein, however, this sense of God's existence is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;insufficient for salvation&lt;/span&gt;.  On its own, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sensus divinitatus&lt;/span&gt; conveys only knowledge of God's existence, which Scripture tells us even demons possess (James 2:19).      What Einstein lacked was communion with God in Christ, which is a wholehearted trust that Jesus died for me, loves me, and presently interecedes for me before the throne of heaven.  This faith comes to us only by revelation in Holy Scripture, illuminated in the mind and heart by the Holy Spirit (see 1 Corinthians 2:14-15).     A man may say he is an atheist, but his heart convicts him otherwise.  On judgment day we cannot plead ignorance of God.  On judgment day, we can only plead the merits of our cruficied Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj06C1nT4eK-j-qL1zGuKMB7R7WdhQaZCNJQvCEQgFAeTHs0Y68LZCUOsqP-UxO8TdXsluxjPIoSKGF-sSXe0QPzcVBQDxSB7jtElH2NtDplYp9Ioiuz0WD85T88F-CDLvN-H03-w/s72-c/images.jpeg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>What Is At the Center?</title><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-is-at-center.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Mon, 2 Apr 2007 08:17:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-6516915884848962481</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyUE2h8BrIB95CokmJ_aP71kYapVnDMjEfgd1N0oMCbXmEHzwb1Yj3pdtMpl_6WIgb7rS7_fRDJo9ZKQ_heknmQViZjZSc1dONUIJnbBfuBZEw3wfyN58I2a1dJBa-7vk2syr1yQ/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyUE2h8BrIB95CokmJ_aP71kYapVnDMjEfgd1N0oMCbXmEHzwb1Yj3pdtMpl_6WIgb7rS7_fRDJo9ZKQ_heknmQViZjZSc1dONUIJnbBfuBZEw3wfyN58I2a1dJBa-7vk2syr1yQ/s320/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048813418976587794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I read this morning about a Methodist church in northern England which is about to be converted into a mosque.  It is a startling example of the decline of mainline Christianity in Europe and America, coupled with the rise of Islam in Western nations (whether by immigration or conversion).  Why are mainline churches mostly empty, while mosques are full?  The answer has to do with what is at the center of a person's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Islam, which means "submission," is at the center of a moslem's existence.  It is like the hub of a wheel.  All other aspects of one's life radiate from that hub, like spokes.  Everything in one's life is affected by Islam, governed by its dogmas and rituals, and hence it offers the moslem a coherent worldview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In contrast, mainline or liberal Christianity is merely a spoke on the wheel of life.   In other words, religion becomes just one aspect of life, and not the center.  What is enthroned at the center of liberal Christianity is not Christ or his commands, but rather the individual.  The self stands in judgment over Scripture, over doctrine, over morality.  Making matters worse, this self at the center of life has made countless accommodations to secular values and morality.  It is hard sometimes to discern the difference between the church and the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we offering our people?  Are we offering a coherent and consistent worldview?  Are we saying to our people, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"You are dead, and your life is hid with Christ in God&lt;/span&gt;" (Colossians 3:3), or &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I have been crucified with Christ; it is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me; and the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(Galatians 2:2o)?  The apostle Paul put Christ at the center of his existence, and expected every other Christian to do the same.  That we have not, has led to declining membership and churches now turned into mosques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{picture: Hagia Sophia in Istanbul - once a church, now a mosque}&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyUE2h8BrIB95CokmJ_aP71kYapVnDMjEfgd1N0oMCbXmEHzwb1Yj3pdtMpl_6WIgb7rS7_fRDJo9ZKQ_heknmQViZjZSc1dONUIJnbBfuBZEw3wfyN58I2a1dJBa-7vk2syr1yQ/s72-c/images.jpeg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>Pope: Half Right</title><link>http://arstheologica.blogspot.com/2007/03/pope-half-right.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Scribe)</author><pubDate>Wed, 28 Mar 2007 08:29:00 -0400</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14004663.post-2826713638050063247</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHocSqd6MhuZkz0P9HixNCmzbnhz52QsTu7I8GL5GzOmWYVAmlpRsIc52TEBPJ3adpQP_ahSrv7RGEuCpfa_Qd0sPr27_7qGlOsN2aDTJ_21N3k8-ePjhXBZbR5_Gwf48RDDj3uQ/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHocSqd6MhuZkz0P9HixNCmzbnhz52QsTu7I8GL5GzOmWYVAmlpRsIc52TEBPJ3adpQP_ahSrv7RGEuCpfa_Qd0sPr27_7qGlOsN2aDTJ_21N3k8-ePjhXBZbR5_Gwf48RDDj3uQ/s320/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046961618057113602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If I were a Roman Catholic, Pope Benedict would be my kind of pope.  He's a straight shooter who has no time for theological liberalism or cafeteria Christianity.  Lately he's been talking about the reality of hell.  It's not some bogeyman to keep the faithful in line, he says.  It's "the ultimate consequence of sin itself.  Rather than a place, hell indicates the state of those who freely and definitely separate themselves from God, the source of all life and joy."  So far so good.  However, the Pope runs aground when he states as the determining factor of ending up in heaven or hell man's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;free &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  As a Calvinist, I know that man's will is in bondage, and we are incapable of choosing God or heaven.  The fall of man affected us to such a degree that we are, apart from God's sovereign grace, enemies of godliness, and at war with spiritual things, at war with God himself.  How do I know this? Sing along with me:  "The Bible tells me so."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"And you He made alive, who were dead in trespasses and sins" (Ephesians 2:1).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But God, who is rich in mercy, because of His great love with which He loved us, even when we were dead in trespasses, made us alive together with Christ (by grace you have been saved)" (Ephesians 2:5).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dead men can't choose to come alive again, and sinners can't choose Christ apart from the sovereign mercy of the Father.  The issue of free will is knotty because it offends against man's pride and makes God seem capricious in choosing who is saved.  Charles Spurgeon probably put it best.  He once said that on the front of heaven's gate is written, "Him that cometh unto me I will in no wise cast out" (John 6:37).  But when you enter heaven and turn around you will see written on the back of heaven's gate, "No man can come to me, except the Father which sent me draw him" (John 6:44).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So the Pope has it half right.  Heaven and hell &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; eternal realities, but it is God who decides who goes there.  As God said to Moses, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I will have mercy on whomever I will have mercy" (Exodus 33:19)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. If you desire to escape the alienation of hell, run to Christ, but remember it was God who put that desire in your heart in the first place. Such is the mystery of our faith, but true faith always exalts God and humbles man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHocSqd6MhuZkz0P9HixNCmzbnhz52QsTu7I8GL5GzOmWYVAmlpRsIc52TEBPJ3adpQP_ahSrv7RGEuCpfa_Qd0sPr27_7qGlOsN2aDTJ_21N3k8-ePjhXBZbR5_Gwf48RDDj3uQ/s72-c/images.jpeg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>