BY JEDIDIAH PASCHALL
“And the smoke of their torment rises for ages of ages” – Revelation of John 14:11; The New Testament: A Translation, David Bentley Hart The smoke of the torment of the damned is the incense of their righteousness. So this smoke will ascend to the presence of God forever and ever; so, that this offering […]
Read MoreFor Whom the Bell Tolls No man is an island, Entire of itself. Each is a piece of the continent, A part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less. As well as if a promontory were. As well as if a manor of thine own […]
Read MoreIn what is my estimation, John Steinbeck’s finest novel East of Eden, he moves in and out of a sermonic discourse that thunders from another place where beauty dances in the human heart and speaks to the kind of experience that shatters the dim world we so often feel confined to: Sometimes a kind of glory […]
Read MoreWhen you’re going to hit something on the nose, hit it hard and fast and often. — Aristotle… or Confucius (whatever, I found the quote on the internet) … Only the flicker Over the strained time-ridden faces Distracted from distraction by distraction Filled with fancies empty of meaning… — TS Eliot from Burnt Norton, […]
Read MoreFor those of us, myself included who retain ties to evangelicalism in some way (I would say I am evangelicalish of a small c- catholic variety), have to overcome some serious obstacles to embrace an orthodox understanding of Christian Universalism. Micheli, a Methodist minister, and host of the excellent podcast Crackers and Grape Juice, where […]
Read MoreOriginally posted on Eclectic Orthodoxy:
It is a fantastic fantasy, I know. Family and friends will confirm that I often entertain fantastic, even ridiculous, fantasies. Yet nontheless I dream: if every Orthodox, Catholic, and Protestant pastor were to read the Unspoken Sermons of George MacDonald, the Church of Jesus Christ would experience an extraordinary revival in…
Come now child, here now child, You with the clear eyes We will leave this valley floor and Ascend San Jacinto’s snowy heights Rising rose in twilight’s blushing glance. They say this peak was named for a boy Who defied an emperor and dying, deified – Joined the empyrean company clothed In the same […]
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