Dabar [theme]

He shall cover thee with His feathers, and under His wings shalt thou find refuge: His truth is a shield and buckler
Psalms 91:4

Be it ours,when we cannot see the face of God, to trust under the shadow of His wings. C.H. Spugeon

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Thought-Provoking Quotes? #1


Of course when one speaks of the loss of intellectual morale in the twentieth-century Church one has in mind much more than the depreciation of the doctrinal demand by unthinking ecclesiastics. Except over a very narrow field of thinking, chiefly touching questions of strictly personal conduct, we Christians in the modern world accept, for the purpose of mental activity, a frame of reference constructed by the secular mind and a set of criteria reflecting secular evaluations. There is no Christian mind; there is no shared field of discourse in which we can move at ease as thinking Christians by trodden paths and past established landmarks.

It is clear that where there is no Christian mind to pass judgement upon society, those who care for human dignity and integrity on other grounds than the Christian's will be provoked to rebel against the multifarious (multiplicity; having great diversity or variety; of various kinds; diversified; made up of many differing parts; manifold) tendencies of contemporary civilization to depersonalize men and women. This rebelion must be regarded as a significant feature of the post-Christian world. ... the protest needs to be made. What is bad is that it should come from outside the Christian tradition.

(Coming to)...grips with man's lostness, his bewilderment, his rootlessness. If you wish to meet, at a level of deep compassion and tenderness, with the soul of modern man, face-to-face with all the baffling paraphernalia of contemporary civilization... Here on the knife-edge between laughter and ears, one lives through an aching yet farcical bewilderment which lacks even the clarity of doubt, the rudder of defined uncertainty. For this angst, (acute but vague anxiety or apprehension often accompanied by depression, especially philosophical anxiety) unrealized and unfaced, is no more than a frowning crease on the forehead and a curling smile about the mouth.

Here is the bafflement of the soul - an inner cluelessness prior to that state of organized interrogation at which one can ask: "What is the meaning of life? What is the purpose of anything?" Here is a primitive lostness which allows for nothing so confident as a question (for to ask a question is to presuppose a possible answer, a system of logic, a rationale at the back of things). Here one fumbles for the very means of utterance.

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