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Thursday, October 08
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Eutychus

posted 1 month ago

In Peculiar Treasures, Frederick Buechner writes:

“Sermonettes make Christianettes,” the saying goes, so Saint Paul kept talking till midnight to make sure they all got the word. Then he thought of a few things he’d left out and went on a while longer. He was so caught up in his own eloquence that he didn’t hear the bumblebee sounds that were emerging from a young man with his eyes more or less closed and his mouth more or less open who sat slumped over in the third story window. It was only a woman’s scream that alerted him to the fact that the boy had fallen asleep, and out, more or less simultaneously. When Paul asked his name, they told him it was Eutychus.

Everybody thought Eutychus was dead, but Paul said he’d see about that. Then he went back upstairs where, after a snack, he ran over his major points once more just to make sure. When he finally left on the early bus, they found Eutychus sitting up in bed asking for two over light and a toasted English.

This miraculous recovery, plus the fact that by then the saint was already well on his way to the next county, made them decide to throw a double celebration. Presumably somebody had the sense to suggest that this time they use the ground floor.

(Acts 20: 9 – 12)

Thursday, March 19
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What this might just possibly have to do with pastoring, I cannot say.

Monday, March 16
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Get your kōan on.

Get your kōan on.


Friday, February 27
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Tom Wright, Bishop of Durham, on Virgil, Novus Ordo Seclorum, the Enlightenment, and where the British are relative to Continental and American philosophies

Saturday, February 14
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John Cleese, The Scientist, The Discovery of the God Gene

Friday, January 30
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More Alvin Plantinga, this time on solipsism. A two-minute clip.

Thursday, January 29
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Alvin Plantinga, on the use of 'fundamentalist'

posted 10 months ago

We must first look into the use of this term ‘fundamentalist’. On the most common contemporary academic use of the term, it is a term of abuse or disapprobation, rather like ‘son of a bitch’, more exactly ‘sonovabitch’, or perhaps still more exactly (at least according to those authorities who look to the Old West as normative on matters of pronunciation) ‘sumbitch.’ When the term is used in this way, no definition of it is ordinarily given. (If you called someone a sumbitch, would you feel obligated first to define the term?) Still, there is a bit more to the meaning of ‘fundamentalist’ (in this widely current use); it isn’t simply a term of abuse. In addition to its emotive force, it does have some cognitive content, and ordinarily denotes relatively conservative theological views. That makes it more like ‘stupid sumbitch’ (or maybe ‘fascist sumbitch’?) than ‘sumbitch’ simpliciter. It isn’t exactly like that term either, however, because its cognitive content can expand and contract on demand; its content seems to depend on who is using it. In the mouths of certain liberal theologians, for example, it tends to denote any who accept traditional Christianity, including Augustine, Aquinas, Luther, Calvin, and Barth; in the mouths of devout secularists like Richard Dawkins or Daniel Dennett, it tends to denote anyone who believes there is such a person as God. The explanation is that the term has a certain indexical element: its cognitive content is given by the phrase ‘considerably to the right, theologically speaking, of me and my enlightened friends.’ The full meaning of the term, therefore (in this use), can be given by something like ‘stupid sumbitch whose theological opinions are considerably to the right of mine.’

from Warranted Christian Belief

Friday, January 02
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Sunday, December 21
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You should not look a gift universe in the mouth.
• G. K. Chesterton, in a letter written to one of his closest boyhood friends, E. C. Bentley. 
Friday, December 19
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The Pug Head Tilt, thanks Alan, via Gabe

Monday, December 08
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Among those whom I like or admire, I can find no common denominator, but among those I love, I can: all of them make me laugh.
• W. H. Auden
Sunday, November 02
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Jay Sidebotham. Used with permission, Church Pension Fund.

Jay Sidebotham. Used with permission, Church Pension Fund.


Saturday, October 25
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For this election season, Barney Fife recites the Constitution. From memory. Sort of.

Monday, October 13
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The reason angels can fly is that they take themselves so lightly.
• Chesterton