tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-752362391889135500.post6565204231868116257..comments2023-08-10T06:54:52.424-04:00Comments on Merrys Cloister: Reverse EntropyEm the ludditehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05359153420554079853noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-752362391889135500.post-21315535176983200782008-02-08T23:01:00.000-05:002008-02-08T23:01:00.000-05:00This kinda reminds me of a lot of thought I've had...This kinda reminds me of a lot of thought I've had about the verse where "every tribe, tongue and nation" joins in praise to God. (And I do mean a LOT of thought--the past few months it's become a strangely resilient verse for meditation.)<BR/><BR/>For me, and I think for a lot of people, this is in some ways a justification of individuality--or at least diversity. That is, each individual culture, *in its own language* will praise God, and the total will harmonize as a more beautiful orchestra than the same group of people praising God in one language.<BR/><BR/>But if one accepts that theory, then it means that the Tower of Babel is at the same time a punishment ordained by God and (in the long run) one of mankind's greatest gifts, enabling the greater worship of God. Even diversity that is the result of sin (such as, say, the presence of millions of Africans in America due to the evils of slavery) is in the end brought in harmony in the Divine Story of redemption.<BR/><BR/>So see--if you don't like Jane Austen, it means you're some sort of Nazi who believes everyone will wear identical robes in Heaven and sing the same notes in the same language, without harmony. :-P<BR/><BR/>(Sorry. Couldn't resist. I, apparently, have the spiritual gift in spades--though even I admit Mansfield Park was sometimes a bit labored, being a spoof and all.)Chestertonian Ramblerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01550643992523840950noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-752362391889135500.post-78067113301545228572007-10-29T09:48:00.000-04:002007-10-29T09:48:00.000-04:00I certainly didn't attend to temp you into reading...I certainly didn't attend to temp you into reading Austen. Maybe that's where the part about Jesus spewing things from his mouth ties in...Em the ludditehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05359153420554079853noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-752362391889135500.post-87532408826466562062007-10-24T15:01:00.000-04:002007-10-24T15:01:00.000-04:00Okay, so now I have to read Jane Austen again to s...Okay, so now I have to read Jane Austen again to see if I really do love or hate her world. I thought I just found it mildly amusing. Maybe there is something I missed when I read her 10 years ago. I still say they make decent movies if you want to escape into a higher quality chick flick. Or maybe they just seem higher quality because of the period costumes and British accents? <BR/><BR/>Anyway, I will never read those verses about death being swallowed up in victory the same way again, especially since I am just recovering from a stomach virus. Yuck. Maybe we can tie in Jesus spewing things out of his mouth into that somehow :)<BR/><BR/>I leave you with Andrew Peterson:<BR/><BR/>"And in the end we'll find there's oceans and oceans of love and love again. And the tears that have fallen were caught in the palms of the giver of love and the lover of all. And we'll look back on the tears as old tales..." or something like that.TwoSquareMealshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01000292109449832461noreply@blogger.com