<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33229203</id><updated>2024-09-04T13:52:04.151-04:00</updated><category term="Voltaire"/><category term="morality"/><category term="philosophy"/><category term="Christ"/><category term="Christmas"/><category term="Hume"/><category term="Scrooge"/><category term="Trinity"/><category term="apologetics"/><category term="books"/><category term="church"/><category term="creation"/><category term="darkness"/><category term="design"/><category term="devotionals"/><category term="evil"/><category term="lessons"/><category term="light"/><category term="mind"/><category term="theology"/><category term="thinking"/><category term="thought"/><title type='text'>Disturbing the World</title><subtitle type='html'>&quot;The number of those who think is exceedingly small, and they are not aiming to disturb the world.&quot; &#xa;&#xa;- Voltaire</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Norma Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04587423700571887518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizeT7nNxW-jIbvvsZmx26MUr0H2zg8xNvyTvTQTiFTJNrC9NmGbpid00G-0DI65PMmzXxBWgDAm97CVTeFZQ6cVOJWL4bDnIL2K5uofamJoe-A1t771fdTWD9h5ZWNNl8/s220/IMG_0113-Edit.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33229203.post-5908098560094124015</id><published>2009-12-12T09:00:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T09:00:04.755-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christ"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christmas"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Trinity"/><title type='text'>Setting the Stage</title><content type='html'>Christian scholars agree that God spent all of human history up to the birth of Christ preparing for that exact moment when a young Jewish girl would speak her acquiescence to the will of God with a humble &quot;behold the handmaid of the Lord.&quot; Nations were brought low, and nations were raised up to provide the propitious circumstances for the birth of the son of Mary and the Son of God in long ago Bethlehem.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The notion of a single deity was remarkable in the setting to which Christ was introduced. God&#39;s chosen people were surrounded by polytheistic cultures rife with blood rituals that sometimes included human sacrifices. In the midst of this, God presented a clear message: &lt;em&gt;Hear O Israel; The Lord your God, the Lord is one&lt;/em&gt;. Whenever there was an attempt to integrate foreign gods, the prophets responded with rebuke and the reminder that there was only one God who had chosen and delivered them. How on earth then did we get to the bizarre Christian doctrine of the Trinity?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Given the difficulties in understanding and communicating the concept of the Trinity, perhaps it is best put aside as too mysterious and indefensible. This would deny the value of the meticulous groundwork that is laid in history and in scripture for this surprising doctrine. If there is any one defining characteristic of historical and present day Judaism, it is monotheism. The &lt;em&gt;Shema Yisrael&lt;/em&gt; proclaims in no uncertain terms, &lt;em&gt;Hear, O Israel, the Lord your God, the Lord is one&lt;/em&gt;. This is the key distinction that set ancient Israel at odds with its neighbours and put the &quot;chosen&quot; in the &quot;chosen people.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If there are a multitude of gods, then surely there are enough to go around: one for you, one for me, and one for those crazy Philistines that live down the road. If, however, there is only one God, we had better be sure to be on his or her side when the going gets tough. Israel was on the Lord’s side, and paid the price dearly when she strayed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Into this strict setting, Christ was born. We must conclude then, that he is nothing other than a remarkable man, or that he is truly God incarnate. There is no room here for a demi-god.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;hr&gt;This article was originally posted at my blog &lt;a href=&quot;http://triessence.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Triessence&lt;/a&gt; and is available at &lt;a href=&quot;http://disturbingtheworld.org/&quot;&gt;DisturbingTheWorld.org&lt;/a&gt;.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5908098560094124015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/33229203/5908098560094124015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/5908098560094124015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/5908098560094124015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/setting-stage.html' title='Setting the Stage'/><author><name>Norma Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04587423700571887518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizeT7nNxW-jIbvvsZmx26MUr0H2zg8xNvyTvTQTiFTJNrC9NmGbpid00G-0DI65PMmzXxBWgDAm97CVTeFZQ6cVOJWL4bDnIL2K5uofamJoe-A1t771fdTWD9h5ZWNNl8/s220/IMG_0113-Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33229203.post-1335951278952726548</id><published>2009-12-11T09:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T09:00:00.137-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mind"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="philosophy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scrooge"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thought"/><title type='text'>Reducing Consciousness</title><content type='html'>In the classic Dickens story, A Christmas Carol, Ebenezer Scrooge sees a ghost. Skeptic that he is, he does not believe what he sees. When the ghost asks him why he doubts his senses, he replies:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;Because,&quot; &lt;/em&gt;said Scrooge,&lt;em&gt; &quot;a little thing affects them.&lt;br /&gt;
A slight disorder of the stomach makes them cheats. You may&lt;br /&gt;
be an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of&lt;br /&gt;
cheese, a fragment of an underdone potato. There&#39;s more of&lt;br /&gt;
gravy than of grave about you, whatever you are!&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;While this is not a true story, Scrooge does make a valid point. Our thoughts and perceptions can be influenced by what we ingest. That is why we have laws about driving while intoxicated. When we are cold sober, however, it is usually safe to assume that our thoughts and perceptions are our own. And so we do. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The adoption of a materialistic point of view questions this assumption. If all we are is what can be seen, touched or measured, then what we commonly experience as our own thoughts and perceptions is nothing more than &quot;an undigested bit of beef.&quot; To the true empiricist, everything that we know as our consciousness, our minds, our souls, and our personalities can be reduced to random chemical reactions and electrical impulses.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Call me pretentious, but I can&#39;t resist the compulsion to see human consciousness as more than a cosmic accident. Call me greedy, but I prefer to take ownership of my thoughts and refuse to attribute them to a blob of grey jelly inside my skull that is at the mercy of what I eat and drink. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I love my brain, but it is not all that exists of my mind. I am thankful for my heart that beats so strongly and makes possible the vast conduit of health throughout my body that is my circulatory system, but it is not all there is of my soul. So much of what we are is not accessible to our senses and never will be.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Human consciousness is much more than &quot;a fragment of an underdone potato.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;hr&gt;This article was originally posted on my blog &lt;a href=&quot;http://triessence.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Triessence&lt;/a&gt; and is available at &lt;a href=&quot;disturbingtheworld.org&quot;&gt;DisturbingTheWorld.org&lt;/a&gt;.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1335951278952726548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/33229203/1335951278952726548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/1335951278952726548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/1335951278952726548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/reducing-consciousness.html' title='Reducing Consciousness'/><author><name>Norma Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04587423700571887518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizeT7nNxW-jIbvvsZmx26MUr0H2zg8xNvyTvTQTiFTJNrC9NmGbpid00G-0DI65PMmzXxBWgDAm97CVTeFZQ6cVOJWL4bDnIL2K5uofamJoe-A1t771fdTWD9h5ZWNNl8/s220/IMG_0113-Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33229203.post-7251575219641278204</id><published>2009-12-10T15:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T15:47:44.106-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="apologetics"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="books"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="devotionals"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lessons"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="theology"/><title type='text'>Snow Day Musings</title><content type='html'>As the weather has turned nasty here at my home in Ontario, Canada, I&#39;ve been spending much more time at the computer. Hopefully what I&#39;ve produced will do somebody some good somewhere.&lt;p&gt;I am particularly hopeful about &lt;a href=&quot;http://disturbingtheworld.org&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;DisturbingTheWorld.org&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. While this is strictly a part time labour of love, I do hope that people will benefit from the resources that are provided there, both in the form of the lessons and devotionals, and from the books featured for sale on the site. &lt;p&gt;Also at the site are forums and chats, so why not invite your friends for a relaxing time of online fellowship and discussion? You won&#39;t even need to shovel the snow to get to &lt;a href=&quot;http://disturbingtheworld.org&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;DisturbingTheWorld.org&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7251575219641278204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/33229203/7251575219641278204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/7251575219641278204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/7251575219641278204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow-day-musings.html' title='Snow Day Musings'/><author><name>Norma Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04587423700571887518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizeT7nNxW-jIbvvsZmx26MUr0H2zg8xNvyTvTQTiFTJNrC9NmGbpid00G-0DI65PMmzXxBWgDAm97CVTeFZQ6cVOJWL4bDnIL2K5uofamJoe-A1t771fdTWD9h5ZWNNl8/s220/IMG_0113-Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33229203.post-2741163225039170844</id><published>2009-12-03T12:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T12:19:20.128-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DisturbingTheWorld.org</title><content type='html'>View an expanded version of this blog at &lt;a href=&quot;http://disturbingtheworld.org&quot;&gt;DisturbingTheWorld.org&lt;/a&gt;.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2741163225039170844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/33229203/2741163225039170844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/2741163225039170844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/2741163225039170844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/2009/12/disturbingtheworldorg.html' title='DisturbingTheWorld.org'/><author><name>Norma Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04587423700571887518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizeT7nNxW-jIbvvsZmx26MUr0H2zg8xNvyTvTQTiFTJNrC9NmGbpid00G-0DI65PMmzXxBWgDAm97CVTeFZQ6cVOJWL4bDnIL2K5uofamJoe-A1t771fdTWD9h5ZWNNl8/s220/IMG_0113-Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33229203.post-5741674540024990061</id><published>2009-04-15T19:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T19:26:02.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weight of Glory</title><content type='html'>Winter seems to have passed at last. The days are becoming long, the sun is shining, and the unmistakable aroma of spring is in the fresh outdoor air. I welcome the spring after a harsh and unrelenting winter as much as anyone. But in the celebration of spring, I like to pause to remember the lessons that the past winter has taught me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;While Canadian winters are known for their shortened days and darkness, what I love the most about a crisp winter’s day is the quality of the sun’s light when it does deign to shine. There is a blue, piercing quality to the light of winter that doesn’t exist at any other time of the year. It is a purer, truer light that shines on a sunny December morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;In the same way, winter’s truth is a truth without distraction. The frills and fluff of the leaves and plants have been taken out of the way to reveal a bare bones reality that doesn’t allow for haziness, laziness, or excuses. The glare of the winter’s sun might seem harsh and blinding, but it can reveal things that would otherwise go unnoticed in the shadows. A shocking red cardinal at the bird feeder. The dust floating in a sunbeam that reminds me a good spring cleaning is long overdue. The truths that are revealed in the strong light of winter are both a reminder of the good and a caveat against the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am remembering a particular winter’s morning. After a prolonged sunless period of grey and dreary days, I awoke to a sparkling blanket of snow on the ground, and to trees laden with brilliance. I thought about the weight that those trees had to bear at that moment, and how burdensome it must be for them to bear the weight of all that splendour. Yet it was their heavy burden that, at that particular moment, was making those trees breathtakingly beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;And strong. Those trees were not just made beautiful by their burden of glistening snow. They were also being made stronger, as they had been strengthened by the snows of previous winters. It is the same for us humans. Weight bearing exercise doesn’t just increase muscle strength, it also increases bone density and bone strength. Strength plus endurance… a formidable combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;God help me to see my burdens in the dazzling light of winter, not as weights that hold me down and oppress me, but as glories that make me strong and beautiful. As St. Paul says, our “slight momentary affliction is preparing us for an eternal weight of glory beyond all measure, because we look not at what can be seen but at what cannot be seen; for what can be seen is temporary, but what cannot be seen is eternal.” (2 Corinthians 4:17,18 NRSV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Whatever your burdens and troubles might be at the moment, God cares about you. He wants to co-operate with you to turn them into strength and beauty.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5741674540024990061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/33229203/5741674540024990061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/5741674540024990061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/5741674540024990061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/weight-of-glory.html' title='The Weight of Glory'/><author><name>Norma Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04587423700571887518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizeT7nNxW-jIbvvsZmx26MUr0H2zg8xNvyTvTQTiFTJNrC9NmGbpid00G-0DI65PMmzXxBWgDAm97CVTeFZQ6cVOJWL4bDnIL2K5uofamJoe-A1t771fdTWD9h5ZWNNl8/s220/IMG_0113-Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33229203.post-4530625315017132642</id><published>2008-10-18T09:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T09:49:19.389-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Helmet Required</title><content type='html'>This past summer I had the opportunity to spend some time in the beautiful state of Ohio. With its rolling, verdant hills and miles of scenic roads through lush Amish farm country, Ohio is a motorcyclist’s paradise. One other thing that makes it so is Ohio’s lack of a helmet law. While young bicyclists in Ohio are expected to wear helmets, motorcyclists are free to ride bareheaded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit it caused me to do a double take every time I saw a helmetless biker. I was particularly amazed at how many long-haired women and men just let their hair flow in the breeze as they rode. Wouldn&#39;t it take hours to comb the tangles out? That feeling of freedom must be deemed worth the aggravation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And freedom is what a motorcycle is all about. Even the freedom to ride recklessly without a helmet. Having some experience as a rider, I can testify that the thrill of facing instantaneous oblivion is definitely part of the allure. One slick spot on the road, one careless patch of loose gravel and your head could have a terminal encounter with a telephone pole, whether you’re wearing a helmet or not. Non-riders can’t imagine the gleeful liberation that this produces. It is an amazing gift to be unafraid of death. But where does this lack of fear come from? Is it a defiant, daredevil thumbing of the nose at God? Or is it a happy willingness to embrace mortality as an inevitable consequence of being human, trusting God with the outcome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overcoming fear is certainly part of the painful process of living and growing for everyone. No baby eaglet ever just spread his wings and flew out of the nest. They are all pushed out, flapping and screaming, to face certain death on the rocks below. But surprisingly, they fly. I can remember my first shaky attempts at bicycle riding, how my mother held on to the back of my seat, and the fear and elation I felt when she let go. I also remember the pain of toppling over and crashing on the sidewalk. I remember the blood. But I did learn to ride a bicycle, and have had many happier memories since those early days. I have no hard feelings toward my mother for letting go. I earned freedom and independence because of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as an adult, when going through difficult times you might feel abandoned by God. “Where is his love, now that I am sitting, bleeding, on the sidewalk? Why did he have to let go of me?” You might be tempted to give it up. The path to freedom, however, is perseverance. Get up, get with God, and get back on your bicycle. You might feel like God doesn’t care. But in fact, he is watching over you as carefully as ever, waiting for you to master the skills you need to ride with abandon. Take courage! He’s got the keys to your Harley in his pocket.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4530625315017132642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/33229203/4530625315017132642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/4530625315017132642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/4530625315017132642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-helmet-required.html' title='No Helmet Required'/><author><name>Norma Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04587423700571887518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizeT7nNxW-jIbvvsZmx26MUr0H2zg8xNvyTvTQTiFTJNrC9NmGbpid00G-0DI65PMmzXxBWgDAm97CVTeFZQ6cVOJWL4bDnIL2K5uofamJoe-A1t771fdTWD9h5ZWNNl8/s220/IMG_0113-Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33229203.post-2160114878516023745</id><published>2008-04-19T09:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T09:55:14.831-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyond Good Manners 2</title><content type='html'>Manners are a sensitive awareness of the feelings of others.  If you have that awareness, you have good manners, no matter which fork you use.  ~Emily Post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Emily Post, the guru of good manners acknowledges, it’s what’s inside that counts. It is possible to conceal a core of evil behind a smiling facade. A woman can be sweet and pleasant to your face and then figuratively stab you in the back with hurtful words. A man of &quot;good-breeding&quot; can politely send millions to their deaths in the misguided name of ethnic cleansing. These are moral infants who have never grown beyond the outward show of good manners to the internalised virtues that they are designed to represent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A truly virtuous person has learned to value the underlying virtue over the external form of manners, without neglecting or devaluing the manners themselves. André Comte-Sponville, in A Small Treatise on the Great Virtues, encapsulates this by saying, &quot;It is better to be too honest to be polite than to be too polite to be honest,&quot; valuing the virtue of honesty over the external show of politeness. Compte-Sponville is not advocating rudeness here, but just that we learn how to be truthful. Sometimes honesty means acknowledging our own limitations. How often do our lives get too busy because we are too polite to say no to people who ask favours of us? A frankly spoken “no” could save us from much bigger problems like resentment and burnout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The value of internal virtue is also the lesson of Jesus when his disciples were caught handpicking grain to eat on the Sabbath, which was illegal. He rebuked their accusers with a quotation from the Scriptures saying, &quot;If you had known what these words mean &#39;I desire mercy and not sacrifice,&#39; you would not have condemned the innocent.&quot; According to the outward form of the law, the hungry and roadweary disciples were in the wrong, but Jesus valued their health and comfort above the strict letter of the law. He excused them without ever devaluing the law itself. The law is an outside imposition, a schoolmaster, what philosopher Emmanuel Kant calls  an &quot;external constraint,&quot; to teach people right and wrong through obedience. The real goal has always been that we would develop a true compass within us, guiding the way to right behaviour. This requires self-discipline and a lifetime of practice, which is why we teach manners to children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never outgrow the necessary social lubricant of politeness. But that must not be all that we have to live by. Good manners are meaningless without empowering virtues like the respect that indwells every &quot;please,&quot; the gratitude that inhabits each &quot;thank you,&quot; and the compassion that must infuse every sincere &quot;I&#39;m sorry.&quot; In all of our dealings, we should strive to be driven by these internal values. In addition to teaching our children the outward form of good manners, we must teach them the respect for others that is much more important.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2160114878516023745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/33229203/2160114878516023745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/2160114878516023745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/2160114878516023745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/beyond-good-manners-2.html' title='Beyond Good Manners 2'/><author><name>Norma Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04587423700571887518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizeT7nNxW-jIbvvsZmx26MUr0H2zg8xNvyTvTQTiFTJNrC9NmGbpid00G-0DI65PMmzXxBWgDAm97CVTeFZQ6cVOJWL4bDnIL2K5uofamJoe-A1t771fdTWD9h5ZWNNl8/s220/IMG_0113-Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33229203.post-3488398628965075100</id><published>2008-04-18T09:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T09:53:54.652-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyond Good Manners</title><content type='html'>My grandson William is not yet one year old, but his mother is already training him to say please. When William wants something, she reminds him, &quot;Say please,&quot; and he responds by making a circular motion on his chest in the manner of American Sign Language. What can be the advantage in teaching a child who is still working on &quot;Mama,&quot; &quot;Dada,&quot; and &quot;Nana&quot; how to say please when he can&#39;t even really &quot;say&quot; it? All around the world parents devote much time and literally thousands of repetitions to reinforce the practice of saying please and thank you, and various other manifestations of what we refer to collectively as good manners. Politeness is the social grace and the slippery grease that lubricates our personal interactions. Without politeness the painful frictions of misunderstanding and hurt feelings can slow down the progress of our relationships or even cause them to blow up altogether. The tedious and painstaking repetitions involved in training a child in good manners are well worth the considerable effort expended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the most valuable lessons that have their seeds in the social graces are not as obvious. Manners, after all, are all on the surface, all glitz and gloss and only for show. For people like my dear little grandson the real value in good manners begins not in just saying &quot;please,&quot; but in acknowledging his mother or father to whom he says it. If the psychologists are to be believed, very young children are completely egocentric. It is impossible for them to see the world from another&#39;s perspective. They first need to identify and understand that &quot;others&quot; even exist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying please is an outward recognition of the &quot;otherness&quot; of the parent. It is the beginning of respect, which is the beginning of moral behaviour toward others. It is the end of the notion of the child as the centre of the universe. In being polite to another person, I am acknowledging his or her value and not just my own. Of course, all this philosophizing is lost on the toddler. But without realising it, his horizons have been broadened to include the concept of others through the simple act of saying please and thank you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All virtue begins with this type of discipline. We need what Emmanuel Kant calls this &quot;external constraint&quot; to teach us how to be good. This is not something we can manage on our own. The French philosopher La Bruyère said that politeness makes a person &quot;seem externally what he really should be.&quot; La Bruyère’s compatriot André Comte-Sponville says in his book A Small Treatise on the Great Virtues that &quot;morality is first artifice and then artefact.&quot; We train a child how to act before she can even understand why she should act this way. We teach a child what to say before he understands the full meaning of what he is saying. This important training plants the seeds that can later grow into the true virtues of compassion and mercy toward others.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3488398628965075100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/33229203/3488398628965075100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/3488398628965075100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/3488398628965075100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/beyond-good-manners.html' title='Beyond Good Manners'/><author><name>Norma Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04587423700571887518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizeT7nNxW-jIbvvsZmx26MUr0H2zg8xNvyTvTQTiFTJNrC9NmGbpid00G-0DI65PMmzXxBWgDAm97CVTeFZQ6cVOJWL4bDnIL2K5uofamJoe-A1t771fdTWD9h5ZWNNl8/s220/IMG_0113-Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33229203.post-314712205441132591</id><published>2007-05-19T15:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T15:23:51.586-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="church"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="morality"/><title type='text'>Keeping the Law as Well as the Faith</title><content type='html'>God has set forth very clear standards for our behaviour. Even in our secular society, most people have at least heard of the Ten Commandments. Even those who are completely irreligious have some understanding that there has to be a shared concept of morality for our society to function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These standards are applied particularly stringently to Christians. Jesus himself said, &quot;Where much has been given, much will be required,&quot; and &quot;If you love me, keep my commandments.&quot; The world looks to us to set the pace when it comes to good morals. Jesus even demands it. Unfortunately, sometimes Christians publicly do what is blatantly wrong. Sometimes even those who profess to believe are so turned off by the shortcomings of Christians that they give up on the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Christian, I find this painful to face. It is painful is because I echo the sentiment to some degree. Christ has called his followers not just to live exemplary lives, but to exemplify him on earth. It is not enough for a Christian just to live an ordinary moral life. We must live in exactly the same manner as Christ, who commands us, saying, &quot;Follow me. Take up your cross. Deny yourself. Lose your soul and be found in me.&quot; This is the highest calling there is and I admit that we all fall short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The objection of sinful Christians is also painful because I take it as an insult to my family. The church is identified in scripture as a family. We call each other brother and sister. We bear each other’s burdens. We pray for each other. We support each other, even financially, in the difficult times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only are we like family, we are like one big body, each one of us operating as a contributing part of the whole. Maybe we have body parts that are embarrassing to talk about. We don’t usually like to discuss our flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy to say, &quot;This immoral person must not be a Christian after all.&quot; There is, however, a very clear and unequivocal reason why we must not come to this conclusion. We are not perfect people. Again, I admit my own embarrassment: I myself am not perfect.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/314712205441132591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/314712205441132591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/keeping-law-as-well-as-faith.html' title='Keeping the Law as Well as the Faith'/><author><name>Norma Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04587423700571887518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizeT7nNxW-jIbvvsZmx26MUr0H2zg8xNvyTvTQTiFTJNrC9NmGbpid00G-0DI65PMmzXxBWgDAm97CVTeFZQ6cVOJWL4bDnIL2K5uofamJoe-A1t771fdTWD9h5ZWNNl8/s220/IMG_0113-Edit.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33229203.post-8226846509719368117</id><published>2007-05-16T19:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T20:08:05.397-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="darkness"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="light"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="morality"/><title type='text'>On Right and Wrong</title><content type='html'>The existence of morality is one of the most compelling arguments for the existence of God. CS Lewis argues this brilliantly in his book &lt;em&gt;Mere Christianity&lt;/em&gt; under the subtitle &lt;em&gt;Right and Wrong as a Clue to the Meaning of the Universe&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some theologian once postulated that things weren’t right or wrong because they were intrinsically right or wrong, they were only right or wrong because God said they were. This raises the alarming possibility that things could be very different in our moral universe: that God could just as easily have decided that it was perfectly acceptable to steal, for example. Take just a minute to ponder all the ramifications of such an alternate vision. Horrifying, isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are left with only one sane conclusion: that right and wrong are absolutes or Forms in the  Platonic sense. They exist apart from our perception of them as independent, though abstract, entities. But let’s not get carried away. Before we are tempted to personify or deify the ideas of right and wrong, we need to consider that these too have their source beyond our universe. Right and wrong have existed outside of the universe, or &quot;before&quot; it began, in the sense that right, or goodness, exists as a characteristic of God. Wrong, or evil, is anything that opposes or does not support God and his vision of how the universe should operate. Evil exists only as a necessary result of the fact that God has given his creatures free will. Wrong is only the absence of right. Evil is only the absence of goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accepting the transcendence of right and wrong in no way implies a kind of moral dualism at the heart of the universe. God has built a very powerful object lesson into the fabric of the cosmos to make this indisputably clear. This is the notion that God is light, and in him is no darkness at all. Darkness only exists as the absence of light. We cannot bring darkness into a sunlit room. We can only shut the sun out. There is no such thing as projecting darkness in the same way that we can project light into a dark place. Light exists, in a way that darkness does not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only example in nature that gives any indication of darkness having any power at all over light is the concept of a black hole. In this astronomical construct, a black hole is envisaged as a point of such gravity that everything gets sucked into its center. Even light cannot escape, and hence the designation: black hole. Even in this picture however, we never find the idea of the darkness reaching out to overcome the light. The operative force is gravity, not the darkness itself. The tremendous mass of the dark hole produces a strong gravitational field, whereby the light is relocated to the center of the vortex, which renders it invisible. The message for you and me: don’t get sucked in by the forces of spiritual darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this constructing this amazing picture of light as a representation of his goodness, God has provided us with a tremendous source of insight into who he is and the importance of right and wrong. It keeps us from imagining that the universe is a level playing field where good and evil are warring, with our souls as the prize to the victor. There might be spiritual warfare, but the outcome is a foregone conclusion.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8226846509719368117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/33229203/8226846509719368117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/8226846509719368117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/8226846509719368117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/on-right-and-wrong.html' title='On Right and Wrong'/><author><name>Norma Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04587423700571887518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizeT7nNxW-jIbvvsZmx26MUr0H2zg8xNvyTvTQTiFTJNrC9NmGbpid00G-0DI65PMmzXxBWgDAm97CVTeFZQ6cVOJWL4bDnIL2K5uofamJoe-A1t771fdTWD9h5ZWNNl8/s220/IMG_0113-Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33229203.post-9004276467745909979</id><published>2007-05-12T00:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T01:23:02.353-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="creation"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="design"/><title type='text'>Looking for Clues</title><content type='html'>Even those who deny the idea of any kind of god in the traditional sense use strange language to reflect the seeming design and purposefulness of nature, as if &quot;evolution decided&quot; that fish should grow legs and lungs and walk on dry land. Postulating this type of purposefulness comes perilously close to admitting intelligent design, with the implication of the intelligent designer at the drawing board. This prompts the question: if there is a God who started it all in motion, is he still bothering to oil the machinery or has he left the clockworks to wind down on their own as the inevitability of entropy might suggest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughtful people who are willing to allow for a creator can envision several possible alternatives. Perhaps God is like a cosmic chess-master, manipulating the game pieces for his amusement on a lazy afternoon. Or maybe he is more like a scientist carefully observing us, his lab rats, as he takes detailed notes to avoid next time the horrendous screw-ups that have plagued mankind in this attempt. Or maybe God was feeling playful and lonely so he made us to be his cuddly little puppies to be loved and spoiled in the paradise he created for us to inhabit. How disappointed God must be that we are so ill tempered and barely housebroken! Our guesses and theories seem to fall short of what we might hope for from an all-powerful creator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many clues as to God’s nature written right into the blueprint of the universe. God is like the filmmaker who can’t resist innumerable cameo appearances. He dares us to spot him behind the disguises of his handiwork. For me the most compelling natural evidence of God is the beauty of the unspoiled earth. The fact that we are hardwired to recognize and respond to natural beauty is God’s love letter written to us in sunsets and punctuated with flowers. Who decided that we should see the world in such extraordinary &quot;living&quot; colour? What is the evolutionary purpose of wonder? Has awe ever served to advance the survival of the fittest? These things point to the greatness behind their conception: the majesty of their Creator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cyclical nature of the seasons hints at the possibility of immortality. After the cold, wet winter, our hearts are stirred by the arrival of spring snowdrops and crocuses. The annual theme of death and rebirth can lead us to the idea that perhaps death is not the end for us after all. We really do yearn for a meaning beyond the everyday routine of eating and sleeping and fulfilling our social and familial obligations. &quot;There must be more than this&quot; is the primal cry that resonates in each one of us. We get the sense that we too were made for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very scale of the universe sends a powerful message. It cannot be measured, and can barely be imagined. We can only pretend to grasp the numbers involved. It is certainly too great for our minds to comprehend. It is as if God is sending a not so subtle warning: don’t ever underestimate me! There is a very real sense in which the whole of God is inscrutable and clothed in mystery. Any attempt to define or understand him will fall short of his greatness. We are incapable of it in our finiteness. There is no place for smugness in the contemplation of the Almighty, anymore than in the contemplation of the cosmos. We are all very, very small in the big picture of the universe.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9004276467745909979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/33229203/9004276467745909979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/9004276467745909979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/9004276467745909979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/looking-for-clues.html' title='Looking for Clues'/><author><name>Norma Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04587423700571887518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizeT7nNxW-jIbvvsZmx26MUr0H2zg8xNvyTvTQTiFTJNrC9NmGbpid00G-0DI65PMmzXxBWgDAm97CVTeFZQ6cVOJWL4bDnIL2K5uofamJoe-A1t771fdTWD9h5ZWNNl8/s220/IMG_0113-Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33229203.post-7564133951773855187</id><published>2007-05-07T20:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T00:39:27.896-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="evil"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hume"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Voltaire"/><title type='text'>Speaking to the Dialogues</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Divide the human race into twenty parts. Nineteen of them are composed of those who work with their hands,... In the remaining twentieth part, how few men do we find who read! And among those who do read there are twenty who read novels for every one who studies philosophy. The number of those who think is exceedingly small, and they are not aiming to disturb the world.&lt;/em&gt; - Voltaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry François-Marie. Perhaps the world would be a better place if it were occasionally disturbed by thinking people, as thinking people are disturbed by the world. It appalls us that the world is full of bad things: suffering, sickness, and injustice affect all of us at some time or another. How can a good God allow these things to happen? We all wish we didn’t have to deal with the problem of evil in the world. The questions asked in David Hume’s eighteenth century work Dialogues Concerning Natural Religion express the difficulties eloquently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is [God] willing to prevent evil, but not able? Then he is impotent. Is he able, but not willing? Then he is malevolent. Is he both able and willing? Whence then is evil? [Then where does evil come from?]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we give a satisfactory explanation to those who disbelieve in the existence of God on the grounds that a good God would never allow evil in the world? The problem of evil is ubiquitous. An interesting thing to notice is that it is mainly in the west, where we are infused with the notion of the goodness of God as taught by Christianity, that the problem of evil as a objection to the existence of God gets so much attention. In areas influenced by Hinduism, by comparison, evil is accepted as part of life. The notion of karma, that we all get what is coming to us, predominates. No Hindu is surprised at calamity (citing Harvey Sider). It is regarded as only natural and to be expected. Unfortunately, trouble cannot be dismissed as easily as that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the outset, I want to recognize that we should be outraged at the evil in our world. Being shocked and appalled at tragic events and circumstances, and being stirred to indignation at injustice are the correct responses that every human being ought to have. We should never shrug off suffering as &quot;the will of God,&quot; but should work to alleviate it as much as we can. We should never ignore injustice, but should work to put things right as far as we are able. This is why so many Christians have worked to establish hospitals, clinics, orphanages, and hospice centers all around the world. We know that we were made for a better world than that which we now experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christian explanation for the evil in the world has to do with our cherished free will. We believe that God has created people as free agents. It is his plan that we love God and live in harmony with each other. The difficulty is that we do not choose to do so. We lust; we fight; we kill in order to advance our own agendas. Our propensity to sin seems only surpassed by our willingness to blame God for it! A great deal of the evil in the world is directly caused by human sin. We simply do not behave in the way we should, whether we are polluting our drinking water or repeating malicious gossip. These are the types of things that cause pain and suffering for ourselves and for others. This is why we must fight so hard against sin in our own lives and in the world around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man’s inhumanity to man is not the only cause of human suffering. Christianity teaches that when humans fell into sin, they pulled the whole of creation in with them. The quality of life on earth changed because of the introduction of sin. In Genesis 3:17, God said to Adam, &quot;Cursed is the ground because of you… It will produce thorns and thistles for you.&quot; In some mysterious way, creation itself has been &quot;subjected to frustration&quot; due to our sin (Romans 8:20). Some scientists theorize that the earth was physically different before the fall into sin and that the dangerous extremes of weather that we now experience were previously impossible. There is much that we do not understand. We can imagine that we have fallen far from the ideal of a sinless world, though we have only small glimpses of what such a world would look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that God has not abandoned us in our suffering. He sent his Son Jesus Christ to begin the process of redeeming this fallen world and to give us hope for a more perfect world to come. While we are temporarily stuck in this place of suffering, we can trust that God has his purposes and will use even the most difficult of circumstances to bring character and goodness into our lives. Though we suffer now, we are not without hope, &quot;for our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all… For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal&quot; (2 Corinthians 4:16). Even the creation has been waiting &quot;in eager expectation for the sons of God to be revealed&quot; (Romans 8:19). We believe that we will someday be remade to conform more closely to the glory and grandeur of God. The earth, too, will be remade into a new earth where &quot;there will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away&quot; (Revelation 21:4).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we wait for this new life to begin, we have a responsibility to do what we can to fix what we can within our personal sphere of influence. When we work to counter the effects of sin, it gives others less to point at, and we fulfill the mandate of Christ to love one another. It is our way of taking back what we have lost and freeing the earth from the curse that holds it captive. The least we can do is to try to make things more comfortable while we are waiting.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7564133951773855187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/33229203/7564133951773855187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/7564133951773855187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/7564133951773855187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/divide-human-race-into-twenty-parts.html' title='Speaking to the Dialogues'/><author><name>Norma Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04587423700571887518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizeT7nNxW-jIbvvsZmx26MUr0H2zg8xNvyTvTQTiFTJNrC9NmGbpid00G-0DI65PMmzXxBWgDAm97CVTeFZQ6cVOJWL4bDnIL2K5uofamJoe-A1t771fdTWD9h5ZWNNl8/s220/IMG_0113-Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33229203.post-115635341740114484</id><published>2006-08-23T13:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T01:29:18.092-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="philosophy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thinking"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Voltaire"/><title type='text'>A Disturbing Thought</title><content type='html'>Voltaire was of the opinion that very few people read, and even fewer think. He was also of the opinion that the thinkers aren&#39;t the ones who cause all the trouble in the world. While this might be true, it also seems a bit disappointing. Thinking people should be disturbing the world. Thinking people should be working to dispel ignorance wherever possible, even if this means &quot;disturbing the world.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Divisez le genre humain en vingt parts. Il y en a dix-neuf composées de ceux qui travaillent de leurs mains,... ; dans la vingtième partie qui reste, combien trouve-t-on peu d&#39;hommes qui lisent! Et parmi ceux qui lisent, il y en a vingt qui lisent des romans, contre un qui étudie la philosophie. Le nombre de ceux qui pensent est excessivement petit, et ceux-là ne s&#39;avisent pas de troubler le monde.&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;Voltaire,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Lettres Philosophiques&lt;/em&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115635341740114484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/33229203/115635341740114484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/115635341740114484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33229203/posts/default/115635341740114484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disturbingtheworld.blogspot.com/2006/08/voltaire-on-thinking.html' title='A Disturbing Thought'/><author><name>Norma Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04587423700571887518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizeT7nNxW-jIbvvsZmx26MUr0H2zg8xNvyTvTQTiFTJNrC9NmGbpid00G-0DI65PMmzXxBWgDAm97CVTeFZQ6cVOJWL4bDnIL2K5uofamJoe-A1t771fdTWD9h5ZWNNl8/s220/IMG_0113-Edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>