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Dec. 5, 2013, at 7:00pm
Yes, it’s that time of year again.
Time to gear up for the War Against the War Against Christmas (WAWAC).
This is not a condemnation of the good work that many Christians are doing to remind the world at large what Christmas was supposed to be about. The world could clearly use a reminder.
Nor is it a call to evacuate the public square. By all means, resist the mindset that contemplates the birth of the Word Incarnate—come down out of sheer love to rescue us from misery—and says, “Let’s see, how can we guarantee maximum mammon for ourselves with minimum mention of Him?”
(After all, as I explain it to my five-year-old: What if somebody wanted to celebrate your …continue reading
Jun. 24, 2013, at 11:55pm
Today’s topic is one that’s very close to my heart, and one on which I used to consider myself an expert.
Last week, inveighing against the “self-referential person,” I wrote this:
It’s a bunker mentality, and it has a certain appeal to, say, apprehensive parents looking out upon a landscape of reckless hedonists, regulation-happy collectivists, self-absorbed politicians, clueless relativists, resolute terrorists, and useful idiots. They figure their best shot at survival is to ghettoize themselves and their dependents as thoroughly as possible and try to avoid contagion.
The only trouble is, this contradicts the essence of the Church.
I am sometimes actually …
Nov. 18, 2012, at 5:38pm
“We are here to serve others,” the apocryphal mother explains.
“Well, then,” responds the little apocryphal boy, “What are the others here for?”
* * * *
No wonder he’s confused. Which are we supposed to be, self-centered or other-centered?
Well, you might say--both.
When you read the Bible, you keep running into principles like
“With what measure you measure, it will be measured to you”
and, of course,
There’s a common thread here: they keep on drawing you not simply towards others, but back and forth from your own desires, obligations and actions to everybody else’s. They keep reminding you to acknowledge the personhood, the interiority, the subjectivity, of both the …continue reading
Nov. 10, 2012, at 9:47am
(in keeping with my role as Pollyanna in Chief)
First: It turns out it wasn’t just me! I woke up the morning of November 7th with a highly unusual urge to set things in order. I cleaned a closet and a bathroom before breakfast. No, really—you can look it up on Snopes. And it turned out this was no isolated phenomenon. My sister Abby described Wednesday morning at her house:
We cleaned everything. We soaked the stove knobs in ammonia. We cleaned the dried milk drops off the hutch. We cleaned UNDER the microwave and all the couches. We used up the ammonia and the bleach (but not at the same time). We cleared surfaces of objects that had been invisible before the election…
My other …continue reading