<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400</id><updated>2012-01-26T03:10:09.905-08:00</updated><category term='addiction'/><category term='God the Father'/><category term='Freedom'/><category term='psalms'/><category term='knowledge of Christ'/><category term='books'/><category term='grace'/><category term='neighbour'/><category term='death'/><category term='happy endings'/><category term='King Canute'/><category term='conversion'/><category term='nature'/><category term='abortion'/><category term='Narnia'/><category term='hell'/><category term='forgiveness'/><category term='Job'/><category term='truth'/><category 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Live near to Jesus—and all things will appear little to you in comparison with eternal realities.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;How many millions of dazzling pearls and gems are at this moment hidden in the deep recesses of the ocean caves. Likewise, unfathomable oceans of grace are in Christ for you. Dive and dive again—you will never come to the bottom of these depths! –&lt;a href="http://www.wtsbooks.com/product-exec/product_id/1282/nm/Sermons_on_Hebrews/?utm_source=irishcalvinist&amp;amp;utm_medium=irishcalvinist" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Robert Murray McCheyne &lt;/a&gt;(1813-1843)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-1451830200559199520?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/1451830200559199520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/1451830200559199520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2012/01/look-at-christ-not-at-you.html' title='Look at Christ - not at you!'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316491799210148470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXy3HRLzk0E/TBiDy_escDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cWDjrdMEM3I/S220/dan.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-8800710712745286434</id><published>2012-01-17T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:08:49.473-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chesterton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father Brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kindness'/><title type='text'>Kindness</title><content type='html'>"He was a kind man, and had also that bad imitation of kindness, the dislike of any difficulty or scene."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G.K. Chesterton, &lt;em&gt;The Complete Father Brown Stories&lt;/em&gt; (Wordsworth Classics), 51.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-8800710712745286434?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/8800710712745286434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/8800710712745286434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2012/01/kindness.html' title='Kindness'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-3896011557069050964</id><published>2012-01-10T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T01:58:34.767-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Julian Hardyman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glorifying God in the everyday'/><title type='text'>Making the everyday drudgery count...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;George Herbert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:+1;"&gt;THE ELIXIR.                       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;TEACH me, my God and King,&lt;br /&gt;In all things Thee to see,&lt;br /&gt;And what I do in anything,&lt;br /&gt;To do it as for Thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man that looks on glass,&lt;br /&gt;On it may stay his eye,&lt;br /&gt;Or, if he pleaseth, through it pass,&lt;br /&gt;And then the heav'n espy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All may of Thee partake ;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can be so mean&lt;br /&gt;Which with this tincture (for Thy sake)&lt;br /&gt;Will not grow bright and clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A servant with this clause&lt;br /&gt;Makes drudgery divine :&lt;br /&gt;Who sweeps a room as for Thy laws,&lt;br /&gt;Makes that and th' action fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the famous stone&lt;br /&gt;That turneth all to gold ;&lt;br /&gt;For that which God doth touch and own&lt;br /&gt;Cannot for less be told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted by Julian Hardyman in Maximum Life pg 90&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-3896011557069050964?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/3896011557069050964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/3896011557069050964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2012/01/making-everyday-drudgery-count.html' title='Making the everyday drudgery count...'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316491799210148470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXy3HRLzk0E/TBiDy_escDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cWDjrdMEM3I/S220/dan.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-7504460738400276268</id><published>2012-01-10T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T01:48:53.557-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colossians'/><title type='text'>vanishd.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.vanishd.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:85%;"&gt;is a site that enables you to look at the internet whilst at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:85%;"&gt;It gives you a small window to read  websites through behind a fake work file.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:85%;"&gt;You can quickly remove the internet by flicking your mouse off the screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:85%;"&gt;Paul writes in Colossians 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:85%;"&gt;...obey your earthly masters in everything; and do it, not only when their eye is on you and to curry their favor, but with sincerity of heart and reverence for the Lord. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29541" style="line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt; Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters, &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29542" style="line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;24&lt;/sup&gt; since you know that you will receive an inheritance from the Lord as a reward. It is the Lord Christ you are serving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-7504460738400276268?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7504460738400276268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7504460738400276268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2012/01/vanishdcom.html' title='vanishd.com'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316491799210148470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXy3HRLzk0E/TBiDy_escDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cWDjrdMEM3I/S220/dan.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-5720211823389246055</id><published>2012-01-05T08:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T08:10:55.784-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mistaken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spurgeon'/><title type='text'>Am I mistaken?</title><content type='html'>‎"The hardest words to pronounce in the english language are 'I am mistaken."&lt;br /&gt; -Charles Spurgeon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-5720211823389246055?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/5720211823389246055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/5720211823389246055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2012/01/am-i-mistaken.html' title='Am I mistaken?'/><author><name>Kieran Mcknight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297773769316743711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-4968266951559188229</id><published>2012-01-05T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T04:15:39.528-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-reliance'/><title type='text'>Piper on Peaching</title><content type='html'>"All genuine preaching is rooted in a feeling of desperation. You wake up on Sunday morning and you can smell the smoke of hell on one side and feel the crisp breezes of heaven on the other . . . The dangers of self-reliance and self-exaltation in the ministry of preaching are so insidious that God will strike us if he must in order to break us of our self-assurance and the casual use of our professional techniques" (Piper, The Supremacy of God in Preaching, pp. 37-38).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-4968266951559188229?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/4968266951559188229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/4968266951559188229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2012/01/piper-on-peaching.html' title='Piper on Peaching'/><author><name>Kieran Mcknight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297773769316743711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-6089312924950415489</id><published>2012-01-05T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T03:29:01.035-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doug Wilson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Saves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mission'/><title type='text'>God does not try.</title><content type='html'>‎"The reason Christ came into the world was to save it -- and most emphatically His mission was not to try to save it" (Heaven Misplaced, p. 48- Doug Wilson).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-6089312924950415489?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/6089312924950415489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/6089312924950415489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2012/01/god-does-not-try.html' title='God does not try.'/><author><name>Kieran Mcknight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297773769316743711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-517735115620712817</id><published>2012-01-04T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T03:54:59.173-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chesterton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Poetry and sanity</title><content type='html'>Chesterton, &lt;em&gt;Orthodoxy&lt;/em&gt;, 10-11:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Imagination does not breed insanity. Exactly what does breed insanity is reason. Poets do not go mad; but chess-players do. Mathematicians go mad, and cashiers; but creative artists very seldom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poetry is sane because it floats easily in an infinite sea; reason seeks to cross the infinite sea, and so make it finite. The result is mental exhaustion, like the physical exhaustion of Mr. Holbein. To accept &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; is an exercise, to understand everything a strain. The poet only desires exaltation and expansion, a world to stretch himself into. The poet only asks to get his head into the heavens. It is the logician who seeks to get the heavens into his head. And it is his head that splits."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-517735115620712817?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/517735115620712817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/517735115620712817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2012/01/poetry-and-sanity.html' title='Poetry and sanity'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-5690357275769944399</id><published>2012-01-03T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T03:18:31.352-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evangelicals'/><title type='text'>Evangelicals...</title><content type='html'>Yancey, again in the introduction to Chesterton's &lt;em&gt;Orthodoxy&lt;/em&gt;, xix:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Evangelicals are the kind of responsible citizens most Americans appreciate as neighbours but don't want to spend much time with."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-5690357275769944399?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/5690357275769944399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/5690357275769944399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2012/01/evangelicals.html' title='Evangelicals...'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-1347347873771605213</id><published>2012-01-03T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T03:12:13.526-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chesterton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idolatry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pleasure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><title type='text'>God's gift of pleasure</title><content type='html'>Yancey on Chesterton, &lt;em&gt;Orthodoxy&lt;/em&gt;, xvi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where did pleasure come from? After searching alternatives, Chesterton settled on Christianity as the only reasonable explanation for its existence in the world. Moments of pleasure are the remnants washed ashore from the shipwreck, bits of Paradise extended through time. We must hold these relics lightly, and use them with humility and restraint, never seizing them as our entitlements....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guided by Chesterton, I came to see sex, money, power and sensory pleasures as God's gifts which, in a fallen world, must be handled with care, like explosives. We have lost the untainted innocence of Eden, and now every good thing represents risk as well, holding within it the potential for abuse. Eating becomes gluttony, love becomes lust, and along the way we lose sight of the One who gives us pleasure. The ancients turned good things into idols; we moderns call them addictions. In either case, what ceases to be a servant becomes a tyrant."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-1347347873771605213?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/1347347873771605213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/1347347873771605213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2012/01/gods-gift-of-pleasure.html' title='God&apos;s gift of pleasure'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-3642998537445604862</id><published>2012-01-03T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T03:04:13.157-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='consequences of sin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chesterton'/><title type='text'>A cosmic shipwreck</title><content type='html'>Yancey again on Chesterton, &lt;em&gt;Orthodoxy&lt;/em&gt;, xiii:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chesterton viewed this world as a sort of cosmic shipwreck. A person's search for meaning resembles a sailor who awakens from a deep sleep and discovers treasure strewn about, relics from a civilisation he can barely remember. One by one he picks up the relics - gold coins, a compass, fine clothing - and tries to discern their meaning. Fallen humanity is in such a state. Good things on earth - the natural world, beauty, love, joy - still bear traces of their original purpose, but amnesia mars the image of God in us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(if not amnesia, darkened hearts - Romans 1:21)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-3642998537445604862?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/3642998537445604862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/3642998537445604862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2012/01/cosmic-shipwreck.html' title='A cosmic shipwreck'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-2479839957720914133</id><published>2012-01-03T02:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T02:59:22.272-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chesterton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atheism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pleasure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suffering'/><title type='text'>The problem of pleasure</title><content type='html'>Philip Yancey on G.K. Chesterton on pleasure, in the introduction to Chesterton's 1908 autobiography &lt;em&gt;Orthodoxy &lt;/em&gt;(&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;repr&lt;/span&gt;.; New York, N.Y.: Doubleday, 2001), xiv-xv:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Although Chesterton was a helpful guide on the problem of pain, he seemed equally fascinated with its opposite, the problem of pleasure. He found materialism too thin to account for the sense of wonder and delight that sometimes marks the world, a sense that gives an almost magical dimension to such basic human acts as sex, and childbirth, and artistic creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is sex fun? Reproduction surely doesn't require pleasure: Some animals simply split in half to reproduce, and even humans use methods of artificial insemination that involves no pleasure. Why is eating enjoyable? Plants and the lower animals manage to obtain their quota of nutrients without the luxury of taste buds. Why are there colors? Some people get along fine without the ability to detect color. Why &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;complicate&lt;/span&gt; vision for all the rest of us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It struck me, after reading my umpteenth book on the problem of pain, that I had never even seen a book on "the problem of pleasure." Nor have I met a philosopher who goes around shaking his head in perplexity over the question of why we experience pleasure. Yet it looms as a huge question - the philosophical equivalent, for atheists, to the problem of pain for Christians. On the issue of pleasure, Christians can breathe easier. A good and loving God would naturally want his creatures to experience delight, joy and personal fulfillment. We Christians start from that assumption and then look for ways to explain the origin of suffering. But should not atheists have an equal obligation to explain the origin of pleasure in a world of randomness and meaninglessness?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-2479839957720914133?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2479839957720914133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2479839957720914133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2012/01/problem-of-pleasure.html' title='The problem of pleasure'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-5915783423657284424</id><published>2011-12-30T05:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T05:50:30.880-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><title type='text'>godlike feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Motive for abuse:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"You are a very ordinary little person, Mikael. You would not be able to understand the godlike feeling of having absolute control over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; life and death."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Stieg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Larsson&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;i&gt;The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo&lt;/i&gt;, p.410&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-5915783423657284424?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/5915783423657284424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/5915783423657284424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/12/godlike-feeling.html' title='godlike feeling'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-8133492587965348415</id><published>2011-12-23T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T06:30:39.660-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flannery O&apos;Connor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grace'/><title type='text'>Dark grace</title><content type='html'>"The reader wants his grace warm and binding, not dark and disruptive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O'Connor, &lt;em&gt;ibid.&lt;/em&gt;, p.862&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-8133492587965348415?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/8133492587965348415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/8133492587965348415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/12/dark-grace.html' title='Dark grace'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-7109649621779988846</id><published>2011-12-23T06:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T06:27:40.272-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flannery O&apos;Connor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suffering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil'/><title type='text'>The mystery of evil</title><content type='html'>"Evil is not simply a problem to be solved, but a mystery to be endured."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flannery O'Connor, &lt;em&gt;The Catholic Novelist&lt;/em&gt;, in &lt;em&gt;Collected Works&lt;/em&gt;, p.862&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-7109649621779988846?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7109649621779988846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7109649621779988846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/12/mystery-of-evil.html' title='The mystery of evil'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-9035235813191163978</id><published>2011-12-23T06:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T06:22:55.038-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flannery O&apos;Connor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowledge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Bible story</title><content type='html'>"Our response to life is different if we have been taught only a definition of faith than it is if we have trembled with Abraham as he held the knife over Isaac. Both of these kinds of knowledge are necessary, but in the last four or five centuries we in the Church have over-emphasized the abstract and consequently impoverished our imagination and our capacity for prophetic insight." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Flannery&lt;/span&gt; O'Connor, &lt;em&gt;The Catholic Novelist in the Protestant South&lt;/em&gt;, in &lt;em&gt;Collected Works &lt;/em&gt;(New York: The Library of America), p.859.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-9035235813191163978?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/9035235813191163978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/9035235813191163978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/12/bible-story.html' title='Bible story'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-2294485149423179833</id><published>2011-12-22T01:35:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T01:44:09.911-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fatherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Shepherds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>marriage and job</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Baucham&lt;/span&gt; Jr., &lt;em&gt;Family Shepherds&lt;/em&gt;, p.92:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When they identify that which defines and drives them, most men in our culture default to their careers. This is what determines where and when they move their families, how far they live away from extended family, the kind of church they attend (and how frequently), the lifestyle they enjoy, and the level of involvement they have in the discipleship of their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a seismic shift is represented by changing the focus from one that says, "I'm a lawyer, and that defines the way my family is shaped," to one that says, "My wife and I entered a covenant relationship designed to bring forth, train, and launch a generation of godly offspring, and that's going to direct all the rest of my decisions." That isn't to say men should slack off at work. It is, however, to say that they should &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;slack off at home (something we almost never hear). This is a radical change of perspective, but one that I believe is warranted."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: what do I normally ask men at church about? 1. How are things at work? or 2. How are things at home with your wife and kids? Answer: pretty much always number 1. I am part of the problem...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-2294485149423179833?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2294485149423179833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2294485149423179833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/12/marriage-and-job.html' title='marriage and job'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-2142051738857203983</id><published>2011-12-20T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T02:00:50.001-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fatherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Shepherds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipleship'/><title type='text'>Who disciples my children?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Baucham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Jr., &lt;em&gt;Family Shepherds&lt;/em&gt;, pp.68-69:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As the number of paid religious professionals has risen in recent decades, there has been a corresponding decline in the urgency and consistency with which parents - and particularly fathers - have viewed themselves as the principle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;disciplers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of their children. And why shouldn't this be the case? If the church hires a youth pastor, a senior high pastor, associates for high school and middle school (separate ones for boys and for girls), and children's pastor, and a preschool director - many of whom have specialized degrees in their field from reputable seminaries - then why should a father who has not titles, positions, or special training dare to take it upon himself to do what there men and women have spent years preparing for?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... we're naive if we think the exponential growth in the number of "professionals" on staff at out churches hasn't had a deleterious effect on the average Christian's view of himself in the grand scheme of things."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-2142051738857203983?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2142051738857203983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2142051738857203983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/12/who-disciples-my-children.html' title='Who disciples my children?'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-2969437081820253538</id><published>2011-12-20T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T01:36:15.077-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fatherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Shepherds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eschatology'/><title type='text'>To the feet of Christ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Voddie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Baucham&lt;/span&gt; Jr, in &lt;em&gt;Family Shepherds: Calling and Equipping Men to Lead their Homes &lt;/em&gt;(Wheaton, Ill.: Crossway, 2011), p.61:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"First, the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;eschatological&lt;/span&gt; nature of the gospel means we do not view our families as ends in themselves. Family shepherds are not men working to shape perfect families that will meet all their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;earthly&lt;/span&gt; needs. On the contrary, we know that Christ alone can meet our ultimate needs, and that he will fully do so only at the end of this present age. We also know that our family ties are temporal, and it's our ties to the body of Christ that matters eternally. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hence, our greatest desire is to lead our families to the feet of Christ, not to our own&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, the eschatological nature of the gospel means we do not hold our wives and children to unreasonable standards. We're all fallen creatures. Perfection is a hope we hold out for the age to come. In the meantime, we enjoy progressive sanctification while we praise God for making us more Christlike from day to day. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;This means we must not expect from our wives and children that which will be supplied only in the age to come&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my underlining)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-2969437081820253538?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2969437081820253538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2969437081820253538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-feet-of-christ.html' title='To the feet of Christ'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-503167805755982946</id><published>2011-12-20T01:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T01:26:08.440-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><title type='text'>Gospel</title><content type='html'>"The heart of most religions is good advice, good techniques, good programs, good ideas, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;good support&lt;/span&gt; systems. These drive us deeper into ourselves, to find our inner light, inner goodness, inner voice, or inner resources. Nothing &lt;em&gt;new &lt;/em&gt;can be found inside us. These is no inner rescuer deep down in my soul; I just hear echoes of my own voice telling me all sorts of crazy things to numb my sense of fear, anxiety, and boredom, the origins of which I cannot truly identify. But the heart of Christianity is Good &lt;em&gt;News&lt;/em&gt;. It comes not as a task for us to fulfill, a mission for us to accomplish, a game plan for us to follow with the help of life coaches, but as a report that someone else has already fulfilled, accomplished, followed, and achieved everything for us. Good advice may &lt;em&gt;help &lt;/em&gt;us in daily direction; the Good News concerning Jesus Christ &lt;em&gt;saves &lt;/em&gt;us from sin's guilt and tyranny over our lives and the fear of death. It's Good News &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; it does not depend on us. It is about God and his faithfulness to his own purposes and promises."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Horton, &lt;em&gt;The Gospel-Driven Life&lt;/em&gt;, p.20&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-503167805755982946?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/503167805755982946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/503167805755982946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/12/gospel.html' title='Gospel'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-6726381975315643380</id><published>2011-12-18T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:23:17.818-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greed'/><title type='text'>Greed problem</title><content type='html'>"Too much of the world's happiness depends on taking from one to satisfy another. To increase my standard of living, people in another part of the world must lower theirs. The worldwide crisis of hunger that we face today is a result of that method of pursuing happiness. Industrialized nations acquire appetites for more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; more luxuries and higher and higher standards of living, and increasing numbers of people are made poor and hungry. It doesn't have to be that way. The experts on the world hunger problem say that there is enough to go round right now. We don't have a production problem. We have the agricultural capability to produce enough food. We have the transportation technology to distribute the food. But we have a greed problem: if I don't grab mine while I can, I might not be happy. The hunger problem is not going to be solved by government or by industry but in church, among Christians who learn a different way to pursue happiness... Christian blessing is a realizing that 'it is more blessed to give that to receive'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peterson, &lt;em&gt;A Long Obedience&lt;/em&gt;, pp.118-119.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-6726381975315643380?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/6726381975315643380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/6726381975315643380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/12/greed-problem.html' title='Greed problem'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-5058867464877208162</id><published>2011-12-18T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:17:04.148-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secularism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Splinters</title><content type='html'>"If you go against the grain of the universe you get splinters."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H. H. Farmer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-5058867464877208162?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/5058867464877208162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/5058867464877208162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/12/splinters.html' title='Splinters'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-7761921186594359563</id><published>2011-12-18T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:16:09.730-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chesterton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><title type='text'>Gigantic secret</title><content type='html'>"Joy, which was the small publicity of the pagan,&lt;br /&gt;is the gigantic secret of the Christian."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G. K. Chesterton&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-7761921186594359563?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7761921186594359563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7761921186594359563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/12/gigantic-secret.html' title='Gigantic secret'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-3522587247090344610</id><published>2011-12-12T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T01:10:06.999-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='individualism'/><title type='text'>The Chief end of Man?</title><content type='html'>"We have learned in the democratic, capitalistic West that we are free agents and that the purpose of life is the maximization of individual happiness" - Leeman, The Church and the surprising offense of God's love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-3522587247090344610?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/3522587247090344610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/3522587247090344610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/12/chief-end-of-man.html' title='The Chief end of Man?'/><author><name>Jonti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14415051747240499944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-7602592320668104426</id><published>2011-12-12T05:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T05:20:35.094-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastoral ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leadership'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John C. Maxwell'/><title type='text'>Leadership, Schwarzkopf-style</title><content type='html'>General Norman Schwarzkopf:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have seen competent leaders who stood in front of a platoon and all they saw was a platoon. But great leaders stand in front of a platoon and see it as forty-four individuals, each of whom has aspirations, each of whom wants to live, each of whom wants to do good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cited in &lt;em&gt;The 21 Irrefutable Laws of Leadership&lt;/em&gt;, John C. Maxwell, p.117&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor-teacher, what do you see before you on a Sunday morning?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-7602592320668104426?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7602592320668104426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7602592320668104426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/12/leadership-schwarzkopf-style.html' title='Leadership, Schwarzkopf-style'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-5373920832363920198</id><published>2011-12-12T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T05:13:52.692-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psalms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suffering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doubt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eugene peterson'/><title type='text'>Warts-and-all</title><content type='html'>Peterson, &lt;em&gt;A Long Obedience&lt;/em&gt;, p.75, on the Psalms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is no literature in all the world that is more true to life and more honest than Psalms, for here we have warts-and-all religion. Every skeptical thought, every disappointing venture, every pain, every despair that we can face is lived through and integrated into a personal, saving relationship with God - a relationship that also has in it acts of praise, blessing, peace, security, trust and love."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-5373920832363920198?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/5373920832363920198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/5373920832363920198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/12/warts-and-all.html' title='Warts-and-all'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-4247613980367281735</id><published>2011-12-02T02:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T02:34:50.383-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eugene peterson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><title type='text'>Invading my turf</title><content type='html'>"The kingdom of self is heavily defended territory. Post-Eden Adam and Eves are willing to pay their respects to God, but they don't want him &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;invading&lt;/span&gt; their turf. Most sin, far from being a mere lapse in morals or a weak will, is an energetically and expensively erected defence against God"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peterson, &lt;em&gt;The Contemplative Pastor&lt;/em&gt;, pp.31-32.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-4247613980367281735?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/4247613980367281735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/4247613980367281735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/12/invading-my-turf.html' title='Invading my turf'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-443164730678878904</id><published>2011-12-02T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T01:02:02.399-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secularism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eugene peterson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><title type='text'>The lie</title><content type='html'>"We have been told the lie ever since we can remember: human beings are basically nice and good. Everyone is born equal and innocent and self-sufficient. The world is a pleasant, harmless place. We are born free. If we are in chains now, it is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fault, and we can correct it with just a little more intelligence or effort or time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How we can keep on believing this after so many centuries of evidence to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;contrary&lt;/span&gt; is difficult to comprehend, but nothing we do and nothing anyone else does to us seems to disenchant us from the spell of the lie. We keep expecting things to get better somehow. And when they don't, we whine like spoiled children who don't get their way. We accumulate resentment that stores up in anger and erupts in violence. Convinced by the lie that what we are experiencing is unnatural, an exception, we devise ways to escape the influence of what other people do to us by getting away on vacation as often as we can. When the vacation is over, we get back into the flow of things again, our naivete renewed that everything is going to work out all right - only to once more be surprised, hurt, bewildered when it doesn't. The lie ("everything is OK") covers up and perpetuates the deep wrong, disguises the violence, the war, the rapacity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian consciousness begins in the painful realization that what we had assumed was the truth is in fact a lie. Prayer is immediate: "Deliver me from the liars, God! They smile so sweetly but lie through their teeth." Rescue me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;from&lt;/span&gt; the lies of advertisers who claim to know what I need and what I desire, from the lies of entertainers who promise a cheap way to joy, from the lies of politicians who pretend to instruct me in power and morality, from the lies of psychologists who offer to shape my behavior and my morals so that I will live long, happily and successfully, from the lies of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;religionists&lt;/span&gt; who pretend to promote me to the office of captain of my fate, from the lies of pastors who "get rid of God's command so you won't be inconvenienced in following the religious fashions!" (Mk 7:8). Rescue me from the person who tells me of life and omits Christ, who is wise in the ways of the world and ignores the movement of the Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lies are impeccably factual. They contain no errors. There are no distortions or falsified data. But they are lies all the same, because they claim to tell us who we are and omit everything about our origin in God and our destiny in God. They talk about the world without telling us that God made it. They tell us about our bodies without telling us that they are temples of the Holy Spirit. They instruct us in love without telling us about the God who loves us and gave himself for us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene Peterson, &lt;em&gt;A Long Obedience in the Same Direction&lt;/em&gt;, pp.26-27&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-443164730678878904?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/443164730678878904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/443164730678878904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/12/lie.html' title='The lie'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-7676881310039781797</id><published>2011-11-30T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T08:14:45.365-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bodies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eugene peterson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CS Lewis'/><title type='text'>Every fold and crease</title><content type='html'>"It is not an abstraction called Humanity that is to be saved. It is you,... your soul, and, in some sense yet to be understood, even your body, that was made for the high and holy place. All that you are... every fold and crease of your individuality was devised from all eternity to fit God as a glove fits a hand. All that intimate particularity which you can hardly grasp yourself, much less communicate to your fellow creatures, is no mystery to Him. He made those ins and outs that He might fill them. Then He gave your soul so curious a life because it is the key designed to unlock that door, of all the myriad doors in Him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.S. Lewis, cited in Eugene Peterson's &lt;em&gt;Five Smooth Stones for Pastoral Work&lt;/em&gt;, p.73&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-7676881310039781797?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7676881310039781797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7676881310039781797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/11/every-fold-and-crease.html' title='Every fold and crease'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-7615322088538968132</id><published>2011-11-23T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T00:45:25.764-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psalms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kidner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><title type='text'>Loving homage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kidner&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Psalms 73-150&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TOTC&lt;/span&gt;, p.436, commenting on Psalm 113:1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praise the LORD!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praise, O servants of the LORD,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;praise the name of the LORD!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In these calls to praise there is more than mere repetition. There is point in specifying the Lord's &lt;em&gt;servants &lt;/em&gt;and his &lt;em&gt;name&lt;/em&gt;, since worship to be acceptable most be more than flattery and more than guesswork. It is the loving homage of the committed to the Revealed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-7615322088538968132?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7615322088538968132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7615322088538968132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/11/loving-homage.html' title='Loving homage'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-26592213464680673</id><published>2011-11-21T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T11:25:37.683-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><title type='text'>Frozen Planet</title><content type='html'>Janice Turner, in &lt;i&gt;The Times&lt;/i&gt;, Saturday November 19, p.29, on &lt;i&gt;Frozen Planet&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"This series is curiously soothing. Sir David Attenborough has remarked about the great solace of Nature. "&lt;b&gt;In moments of deep grief, the only consolation you can find is in the natural world&lt;/b&gt;," he told &lt;i&gt;Radio Times&lt;/i&gt;. "People write to me and tell me this - people of great distinction... 'When so-and-so died, the only thing that made life tolerable was to watch programmes on plants and animals.' And I thought, 'That's true for me, yes.' &lt;b&gt;Because we are part of a big, enduring thing.&lt;/b&gt;"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the most part, I'm indifferent to Nature... so why, on blue afternoons, do I find that nothing rallies my spirits like poring over silly feline photos on Lolcats.com?... T&lt;b&gt;hey transport us beyond our own species: we are freed, momentarily, from thinking about ourselves&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And &lt;i&gt;Frozen Planet &lt;/i&gt;is all that: lush, expansive, revealing fresh wonderment in every snowflake, each surfacing whale. &lt;b&gt;It makes us feel both microscopically insignificant and part of a mighty, unfathomable plan&lt;/b&gt;. But it is also a parable of life, the heaviness of its burdens, its brief joys...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to imagine this place is one that humans haven't yet screwed up. I want to relish the pure white wilderness, to swim with seals and romp with polar bear cubs. I want to lose myself in Nature. &lt;b&gt;And believe that eventually summer will come&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-26592213464680673?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/26592213464680673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/26592213464680673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/11/frozen-planet.html' title='Frozen Planet'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-94629163689024594</id><published>2011-11-18T01:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T01:08:48.440-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divisions'/><title type='text'>Die heretic scum...</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was walking across a bridge one day, and I saw a man standing on the edge, about to jump off. So I ran over and said "Stop! don't do it!"&lt;br /&gt;"Why shouldn't I?" he said. I said,&lt;br /&gt;"Well, there's so much to live for!"&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Like what?"&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Well...are you religious or atheist?"&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Religious."&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Me too! Are you christian or buddhist?"&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Christian."&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Me too! Are you catholic or protestant?"&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Protestant."&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Me too! Are you anglican or baptist?"&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Baptist!"&lt;br /&gt;I said,"Wow! Me too! Are you baptist church of god or baptist church of the lord?"&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Baptist church of god!"&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Me too! Are you original baptist church of god, or are you reformed baptist church of god?"&lt;br /&gt;He said,"Reformed Baptist church of god!"&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Me too! Are you reformed baptist church of god, reformation of 1879, or reformed baptist church of god, reformation of 1915?"&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Reformed baptist church of god, reformation of 1915!"&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Die, heretic scum", and pushed him off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-94629163689024594?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/94629163689024594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/94629163689024594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/11/die-heretic-scum.html' title='Die heretic scum...'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316491799210148470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXy3HRLzk0E/TBiDy_escDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cWDjrdMEM3I/S220/dan.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-4993437461593549151</id><published>2011-11-11T08:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T08:12:17.594-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Baxter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastoral ministry'/><title type='text'>Tender love</title><content type='html'>Richard Baxter, &lt;em&gt;The Reformed Pastor&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;repr&lt;/span&gt;; Edinburgh: Banner of Truth, 1997), 117-118:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The whole of our ministry must be carried on in tender love to our people. We must let them see that nothing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pleaseth&lt;/span&gt; us but what &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;profiteth&lt;/span&gt; them; and that what doest them good doth us good; and that nothing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;troubleth&lt;/span&gt; us more than their hurt. We must feel toward our people, as a father toward his children: yea, the tenderest love of a mother must not surpass ours. We must travail in birth, till Christ be formed in them. They should see that we care for no outward thing, neither wealth, nor liberty, nor honour, nor life, in comparison of their salvation; but could even be content, with Moses, to have our names blotted out of the book of life, i.e. to be removed from the number of the living: rather than they should not be found in the Lamb's book of life. Thus should we, as John saith, be ready to 'lay down our lives for the brethren,' and, with Paul, not count our lives dear to us, so we may but 'finish our course with joy, and the ministry which we have received of the Lord Jesus.' When the people see that you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;unfeignedly&lt;/span&gt; love them, they will hear any thing and bear any thing from you..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-4993437461593549151?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/4993437461593549151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/4993437461593549151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/11/tender-love.html' title='Tender love'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-2566457838064231404</id><published>2011-11-11T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T05:38:19.148-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eugene peterson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastoral ministry'/><title type='text'>The ministry in mufti</title><content type='html'>Eugene Peterson, &lt;i&gt;Five Smooth Stones for Pastoral Work&lt;/i&gt;, p.1:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Pastoral work takes Dame Religion by the hand and drags her into the everyday world, introducing her to friends, neighbors, and associates. Religion left to herself is shy, retiring, and private; or else she is decorative and proud - a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;prima&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;donna&lt;/span&gt;. But she is not personal and she is not ordinary. The pastor insists on taking her where she must mix with the crowd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When pastoral work is slighted, religion tends, among some, to become gaudy with ceremonial, among others to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cubbyholed&lt;/span&gt; as a private emotion. In either case she still does many things well: her theology can be profound, her meditations mystic, her moral counsels wise, her liturgies splendid. But until she is dragged into the common round she is not alive with Good News nor does she have a chance to put her ideas and beliefs to use, testing them out in actual life-situations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pastoral work is that aspect of Christian ministry which specializes in the ordinary. It is the pragmatic application of religion in the present. It has a horror of detachment, neutrality, studious isolation, or theoretic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;otherworldliness&lt;/span&gt;. It is the ministry in mufti."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-2566457838064231404?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2566457838064231404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2566457838064231404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/11/ministry-in-mufti.html' title='The ministry in mufti'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-6026726717434398168</id><published>2011-11-11T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T02:44:53.347-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holy Spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martyn Lloyd Jones'/><title type='text'>The Dr on Preaching...</title><content type='html'>The one thing needed above all else is the accompanying power of the Spirit... It is the power from on high. It is the preacher gliding on eagles wings, soaring high, swooping lie, carrying and being carried along by a dynamic other than his own. His consciousness of what is happening us not obliterated. He is not in a trance. He is being worked on but is aware that he is still working. He is being spoken through but knows he is still speaking.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr Martyn Lloyd-Jones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Sacred Anointing pg 28-29&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-6026726717434398168?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/6026726717434398168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/6026726717434398168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/11/dr-on-preaching.html' title='The Dr on Preaching...'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316491799210148470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXy3HRLzk0E/TBiDy_escDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cWDjrdMEM3I/S220/dan.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-2331591104742860087</id><published>2011-11-04T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T15:20:34.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idolatry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amy winehouse'/><title type='text'>Amy Winehouse's suicide note</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: bold; font-style: inherit; font-size: 1.72em; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.3em; text-align: center; "&gt;Amy Winehouse’s Suicide Note&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;Death, a shape, a thing. Death, a sound, a movement. Death is black, death is going back to black. They use my face. They use my eyes. They sell my soul. They touch me, they molest me. They tell me to stand, they tell me to sing. They plead with me to become.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;div class="entry" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 1.09em; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; line-height: 1.4em; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;They make me filthy, then they say they want to cleanse me. Death, the hour awaits, I have nothing, I am neither human nor a machine, stuck in between. I am neither a thing nor a feeling. I am neither alive nor dead. Death, the voice that sinks, the happiness that lingers in the flesh itself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;Death, they tell me to sing for the people. I say nothing, my words are nothing but futile distraction. I lie to humanity. I am a false icon. I am a disease, they, want me to spread. They want me to distract, they use my suffering as a tool to keep the people watching.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;When will she break down? I want to break down. Death, awaits those with nothing left. Death, awaits those who betray their life for the meaningless rewards of the future. I want to die, I will die, moments, appearances, all falsities. They want me to sing and dance, they want me to please when there is only suffering left. They want me to be genuine, when it is all process. Fame, fake happiness, pretend desires. It’s all fake, it’s all dead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;Death, it’s all really dead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;Death, I’ve died a hundred times, so what’s one more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;Amy Winehouse&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;From http://theactivists.wordpress.com/2011/11/04/amy-winehouses-suicide-note/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-2331591104742860087?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2331591104742860087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2331591104742860087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/11/amy-winehouses-suicide-note.html' title='Amy Winehouse&apos;s suicide note'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316491799210148470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXy3HRLzk0E/TBiDy_escDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cWDjrdMEM3I/S220/dan.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-2206969726574526556</id><published>2011-11-02T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T14:27:08.539-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='devil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luther'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><title type='text'>Luther on Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;When the devil throws our sins up to us and declares that we deserve death and hell, we ought to speak thus: “I admit that I deserve death and hell.  What of it?  Does this mean that I shall be sentenced to eternal damnation?  By no means.  For I know One who suffered and made satis­faction in my behalf.  His name is Jesus Christ, the Son of God.  Where he is, there I shall be also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-2206969726574526556?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2206969726574526556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2206969726574526556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/11/luther-on-forgiveness.html' title='Luther on Forgiveness'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316491799210148470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXy3HRLzk0E/TBiDy_escDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cWDjrdMEM3I/S220/dan.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-7460404105035772928</id><published>2011-10-27T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T03:57:50.882-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Our unspeakable shame</title><content type='html'>Don Carson, &lt;em&gt;The Sermon on the Mount&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Biblical Classics Library&lt;/span&gt;, p.119:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Western world is not characterized by prayer. By and large, to our unspeakable shame, even genuine Christians in the West are not characterized by prayer. Our environment loves hustle and bustle, smooth organization and powerful institutions, human self-confidence and human achievement, new opinions and novel schemes; and the church of Jesus Christ has conformed so thoroughly to this environment that it is often difficult to see how it differs in these matters from contemporary paganism. There are, of course, exceptions; but i am referring to what is characteristic. Our low spiritual ebb is directly traceable to the flickering feebleness of our prayers: 'You do not have, because you do not ask God. When you ask, you do not receive, because you ask with the wrong motives, that you may spend what you get on your pleasures (James 4:2b-3)."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-7460404105035772928?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7460404105035772928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7460404105035772928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/our-unspeakable-shame.html' title='Our unspeakable shame'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-68688273117146218</id><published>2011-10-26T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T06:04:20.745-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eugene peterson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastoral ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>The cure of souls</title><content type='html'>Peterson, &lt;em&gt;The Contemplative Pastor&lt;/em&gt;, p.59:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It should be clear that the cure of souls is not a specialized form of ministry (analogous, for instance, to hospital chaplain or pastoral counselor) but is the essential pastoral work. It is not a narrowing of pastoral work to its devotional aspects, but it is a way of life that uses weekday tasks, encounters, and situations as the raw material for teaching prayer, developing faith, and preparing for a good death."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-68688273117146218?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/68688273117146218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/68688273117146218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/cure-of-souls.html' title='The cure of souls'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-8647931403611618509</id><published>2011-10-26T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T05:49:59.868-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eugene peterson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastoral ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Isn't it odd...</title><content type='html'>Peterson, &lt;em&gt;The Contemplative Pastor&lt;/em&gt;, p.45:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Isn't it odd that pastors, who are responsible for interpreting the Scriptures, so much of which come in the form of poetry, have so little interest in poetry?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-8647931403611618509?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/8647931403611618509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/8647931403611618509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/isnt-it-odd.html' title='Isn&apos;t it odd...'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-2251447474487011563</id><published>2011-10-26T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T05:33:19.757-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eugene peterson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastoral ministry'/><title type='text'>Goals</title><content type='html'>Peterson, &lt;em&gt;The Contemplative Pastor&lt;/em&gt;, p.28:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"America and suburbia and the ego compose my parish. Most of the individuals in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; amalgam suppose that the goals they have for themselves and the goals God has for them are the same. It is the oldest religious mistake: refusing to countenance any real difference between God and us, imagining God to be a vague extrapolation of our own desires, and then hiring a priest to manage the affairs between self and the extrapolation. And I, one of the priests they hired, am having none of it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-2251447474487011563?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2251447474487011563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2251447474487011563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/goals.html' title='Goals'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-2647300572474796971</id><published>2011-10-26T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T02:48:40.123-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='listen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eugene peterson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastoral ministry'/><title type='text'>Listening</title><content type='html'>Peterson&lt;em&gt;, The Contemplative Pastor&lt;/em&gt;, pp.21-22:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pastoral listening requires unhurried leisure, even if it's only for five minutes. Leisure is a quality of spirit, not a quantity of time. Only in that ambiance of leisure do persons know they are listened to with absolute seriousness, treated with dignity and importance. Speaking to people does not have the same personal intensity as listening to them. The question I put to myself is not "How many people have you spoken to about Christ this week?" but "How many people have you listened to in Christ this week?" The number of persons listened to must necessarily be less than the number spoken to. Listening to a story always takes more time than delivering a message, so I must discard my compulsion to count, to compile the statistics that will justify my existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't listen if I am busy. When my schedule is crowded, I'm not free to listen: I have to keep my next appointment; I have to go to the next meeting. But if I provide margins to my day, there is ample time to listen."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-2647300572474796971?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2647300572474796971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2647300572474796971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/listening.html' title='Listening'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-4351571387320202497</id><published>2011-10-26T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T02:41:24.487-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eugene peterson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastoral ministry'/><title type='text'>I cannot be busy and pray</title><content type='html'>Peterson, &lt;em&gt;The Contemplative Pastor&lt;/em&gt;, p.20:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know it takes time to develop a life of prayer: set-aside, disciplined, deliberate time. It isn't accomplished on the run, nor by offering prayers from a pulpit or at a hospital bedside. &lt;u&gt;I know I can't be busy and pray at the same time. I can be active and pray; I can work and pray; but I cannot be busy and pray. I cannot be inwardly rushed, distracted, or dispersed&lt;/u&gt;. In order to pray I have to be paying more attention to God than to what people are saying to me; to God than to my clamoring ego. Usually, for that to happen there must be a deliberate withdrawal from the noise of the day, a disciplined detachment from the insatiable self."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my underlining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-4351571387320202497?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/4351571387320202497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/4351571387320202497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-cannot-be-busy-and-pray.html' title='I cannot be busy and pray'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-3155880544060304124</id><published>2011-10-26T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T02:36:42.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='works'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eugene peterson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastoral ministry'/><title type='text'>only lazy people work hard</title><content type='html'>Eugene Peterson, &lt;em&gt;The Contemplative Pastor&lt;/em&gt;, p.19:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was a favorite theme of C. S. Lewis that only lazy people work hard. By lazily abdicating the essential work of deciding and directing, establishing values and setting goals, other people do it for us; then we find ourselves frantically, at the last minute, trying to satisfy a half dozen different demands on our time, none of which is essential to our vocation, to stave off the disaster of disappointing someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I vainly crowd my day with conspicuous activity or let others fill my day with imperious demands, I don't have time to do my proper work, the work to which I have been called. How can I lead people into the quiet place beside the still waters if I am in perpetual motion? How can I persuade a person to live by faith and not by works if I have to juggle my schedule constantly to make everything fit into place?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-3155880544060304124?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/3155880544060304124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/3155880544060304124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/only-lazy-people-work-hard.html' title='only lazy people work hard'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-8588819362211949770</id><published>2011-10-25T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T06:21:59.074-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><title type='text'>Church?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="quote"&gt;“In matters of style, swim with the current; in matters of principle, stand like a rock.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium; line-height: 34px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; text-align: left; margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width: 2px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 20px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.300781); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.234375); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.234375); -webkit-text-size-adjust: none;"&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" class="copy quote_source"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.300781); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.234375); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.234375); -webkit-text-size-adjust: none;"&gt;Thomas Jefferson (1743-1826)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-8588819362211949770?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/8588819362211949770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/8588819362211949770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/church.html' title='Church?'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316491799210148470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXy3HRLzk0E/TBiDy_escDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cWDjrdMEM3I/S220/dan.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-509203332860635573</id><published>2011-10-25T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T03:32:40.299-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pete lowman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><title type='text'>Work for... what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lowman&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;A Long Way East of Eden&lt;/em&gt;, on work in a God-less world (p.47):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Futility attaches to so much of our experience of employment. We have a job enabling us to work for money for food, to have energy to go back to work, to earn money for yet more food to go on working... for as long, downsizing and unemployment permitting, as we are a useful tool for someone else; then, after traversing that circle a few thousand times, what remains of us goes in a box, and the box goes into the ground."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-509203332860635573?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/509203332860635573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/509203332860635573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/work-for-what.html' title='Work for... what?'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-8403675134481684342</id><published>2011-10-25T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T03:16:01.650-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pete lowman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><title type='text'>I have value because...</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;of my work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I achieve&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I possess&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am loved&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I look good&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am busy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;people like or respect or want me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I enjoy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I remember&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;of my pain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;of my failure or my sickness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;a counsellor listens to me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;of what i belong to&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I help others&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DIY&lt;/span&gt; identity options, from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lowman&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;A Long Way East of Eden&lt;/em&gt;, pp.20-26&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-8403675134481684342?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/8403675134481684342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/8403675134481684342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-have-value-because.html' title='I have value because...'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-7627767216725906709</id><published>2011-10-24T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T07:04:42.362-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pete lowman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><title type='text'>A need to feel loved</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lowman&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;A Long Way East of Eden&lt;/em&gt;, on deriving our self-worth from relationships (p.24):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The problems come when our sense of worth depends too strongly on our need to feel loved, leading us into unhealthy co-dependency (holding on desperately, by sex, to a poor relationship, because we dare not face losing it); or to draining our partner, putting demands on one relationship after another that destroy them. ('Prove to me you still care for me! Show me I am tolerable, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;loveable&lt;/span&gt;!') The situation is exacerbated now that sex no longer implies long-term commitment. The sexual embrace, where the ultimate openness could imply the ultimate loving security, becomes instead a proving-ground for technique, where once again value has to be earned. ('Did he think &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; good?')."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-7627767216725906709?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7627767216725906709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7627767216725906709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/need-to-feel-loved.html' title='A need to feel loved'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-3964909798741777587</id><published>2011-10-24T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T06:56:57.562-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pete lowman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><title type='text'>Look, I'm here</title><content type='html'>John Thaw (Inspector Morse) in &lt;em&gt;TV Times:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I suppose I am a workaholic. It's all about needing to work to give yourself some importance, to prove that you exist. If I have a month or two off with nothing happening I get very fidgety, nervy, edgy. It isn't insecurity because I know there's work coming up. It must be, I suppose, that I need to work so as to be able to say to people: "Look, I'm here. I exist."'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cited in Lowman, &lt;em&gt;A Long Way East of Eden&lt;/em&gt;, p.22&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-3964909798741777587?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/3964909798741777587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/3964909798741777587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/look-im-here.html' title='Look, I&apos;m here'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-3972282771592320014</id><published>2011-10-24T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T06:47:35.067-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pete lowman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sartre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><title type='text'>man as object</title><content type='html'>Jean-Paul Sartre:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All kinds of materialism lead one to treat every man including oneself as an object, that is, as a set of predetermined reactions, in no way different from the patterns of qualities or phenomena which constitute a table or a chair or a stone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cited in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lowman&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;A Long Way East of Eden&lt;/em&gt;, p.6&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-3972282771592320014?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/3972282771592320014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/3972282771592320014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/man-as-object.html' title='man as object'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-1642977536338277180</id><published>2011-10-24T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T06:37:20.653-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pete lowman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evolution'/><title type='text'>Flowers for a fortnight</title><content type='html'>Pete &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lowman&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;A Long Way East of Eden&lt;/em&gt;, on the death of God and our identity and value (pp.5-6):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The sky is emptied; heaven has gone away. We no longer feel we can depend on the reality and purposes of God. From being a unique creature of God, for whom the all-wise, loving Father has designed a unique purpose in life, the individual finds herself merely the product of blind forces. For millions of years, the evolutionary mud-pond has bubbled away; now we've clambered to the surface, to bask for a few brief moments in the sun. Tomorrow, the mindless process hurries on again. We're products of chance, without any special 'soul'; less durable than an oak tree, and maybe (since there are so many of us) of less value than an advanced computer. If we slip under a truck tomorrow, there should be flowers on a grave somewhere for a fortnight, but there are many others to take our place. By the law of supply and demand, we have very limited significance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put more succinctly by Racquel Welch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am just a piece of meat."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-1642977536338277180?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/1642977536338277180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/1642977536338277180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/flowers-for-fortnight.html' title='Flowers for a fortnight'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-5324956451544055237</id><published>2011-10-21T03:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T03:06:44.157-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eugene peterson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>Bored, they dropped it</title><content type='html'>Peterson, &lt;em&gt;Eat This Book, &lt;/em&gt;on the change from seminary professor to pastor (pp.165-166):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I found myself in a very different world. The first noticeable difference was that nobody seemed to care much about the Bible, which so recently people had been paying me to teach them. &lt;u&gt;Many of the people with whom i now worked knew virtually nothing about it - had never read it and weren't interested in learning. Many others had spent years reading it, but for them it had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;gone&lt;/span&gt; flat through familiarity and been reduced to sclerotic cliches. Bored, they dropped it.&lt;/u&gt; And there weren't many people in between. Very few of them were interested in what i considered an essential element in my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;primary&lt;/span&gt; work, getting the words of the Bible into their heads and hearts, getting the message lived. They found newspapers, videos, and pulp fiction more to their taste.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I had taken on as my life work the responsibility of getting these very people to listen, really listen, to the message in this book. I knew i had my work cut out for me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;underlining&lt;/span&gt;. Refreshingly honest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-5324956451544055237?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/5324956451544055237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/5324956451544055237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/bored-they-dropped-it.html' title='Bored, they dropped it'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-7851865337346950442</id><published>2011-10-19T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T03:01:34.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='works'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Rotting inside us</title><content type='html'>Julian Green, a diary entry for October 6 1941:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The story of the manna gathered by the Hebrews is deeply significant. It so happened that the manna rotted when it was kept. And perhaps this means that all spiritual reading which is not consumed - by prayer and by works - ends by causing a rotting inside us. You die with a head full of fine sayings and a perfectly empty heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted in Peterson, &lt;em&gt;Eat This Book&lt;/em&gt;, p.109&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James 1:22&lt;br /&gt;caveat lector.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-7851865337346950442?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7851865337346950442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7851865337346950442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/rotting-inside-us.html' title='Rotting inside us'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-8251269173141241475</id><published>2011-10-19T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T02:50:30.370-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psalms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luther'/><title type='text'>A fine, clear, pure mirror</title><content type='html'>Martin Luther, in his preface to the German Psalter (1528):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you want to see the holy Christian Church painted in glowing colors and in a form which is really alive, and if you want this to be done in miniature, you must get hold of the Psalter, and there you will have in your possession a fine, clear, pure mirror which will show you what Christianity really is; yea, you will find yourself in it and the true &lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gnothi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;seauton&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;["know thyself"], and God himself and all his creatures, too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cited by Arthur &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Weiser&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;The Psalms&lt;/em&gt;, pp.19-20&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-8251269173141241475?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/8251269173141241475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/8251269173141241475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/fine-clear-pure-mirror.html' title='A fine, clear, pure mirror'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-3297329960884836328</id><published>2011-10-19T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T02:46:26.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psalms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eugene peterson'/><title type='text'>Anything goes</title><content type='html'>Peterson, &lt;em&gt;Eat This Book&lt;/em&gt;, on using the Psalms (p.105-106):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Using the Psalms as a school of prayer, praying these prayers we get a feel for what is appropriate to say as we bring our lives into attentive and worshipping response to God as he speaks to us. As we do this, the first thing we realize is that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;in prayer anything goes. Virtually everything human is appropriate as material for prayer: reflections and observations, fear and anger, guilt and sin, questions and doubts, needs and desires, praise and gratitude, suffering and death. Nothing human is excluded. The Psalms are an extended &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;refutation&lt;/span&gt; that prayer is "being nice" before God. No - prayer is an offering of ourselves, just as we are.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The second thing we realize is that prayer is access to everything that God is for us: holiness, justice, mercy, forgiveness, sovereignty, blessing, vindication, salvation, love, majesty, glory. The Psalms are a detailed demonstration that prayer brings us into the welcoming presence of God as he generously offers himself, just as he is, to us."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-3297329960884836328?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/3297329960884836328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/3297329960884836328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/anything-goes.html' title='Anything goes'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-7394555850728230163</id><published>2011-10-19T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T02:38:34.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psalms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eugene peterson'/><title type='text'>Accusation, cartwheels</title><content type='html'>Peterson, &lt;em&gt;Eat This Book&lt;/em&gt;, on the Psalms (p.104-105):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Psalms are the preeminent witness to our praying participation as we read or listen to God's word. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Athanasius&lt;/span&gt; caught their genius succinctly when he said: "Most scriptures speak &lt;em&gt;to &lt;/em&gt;us; the Psalms speak &lt;em&gt;for &lt;/em&gt;us." And of, how they speak. They don't simply say, "Yes, God, I agree. Yes, that's right, I couldn't have said it better myself." Or, "Yes, would you say that again so I can write it down and show it to my friends." No, &lt;strong&gt;they argue and complain, they lament and they praise, they deny and declaim, they thank and they sing. On one page they accuse God of betraying and abandoning them and on the next they turn cartwheels of hallelujahs. Sometimes we suppose that the proper posture of response to God as we read the Bible is to be curled up in a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wingback&lt;/span&gt; chair before a cosy fire, docile and well-mannered&lt;/strong&gt;. Some of us are taught to think that reading the Bible means sitting in God's classroom and that prayer is politely raising our hand when we have a question about what he is teaching us in his Deuteronomy lecture. The Psalms, our prayer text within the biblical text, show us something quite different: prayer is &lt;em&gt;engaging &lt;/em&gt;God, an engaging that is seldom accomplished by a murmured greeting and a conventional handshake. The engagement, at least in the initial stages, is more like a quarrel than a greeting, more like a wrestling match than a warm embrace."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-7394555850728230163?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7394555850728230163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7394555850728230163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/accusation-cartwheels.html' title='Accusation, cartwheels'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-979283403931054957</id><published>2011-10-18T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T03:41:18.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exegesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eugene peterson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><title type='text'>Sappy soupy spirituality</title><content type='html'>Peterson, &lt;em&gt;Eat This Book&lt;/em&gt;, on exegesis (p.58):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Without exegesis, spirituality gets sappy, soupy. Spirituality without exegesis becomes self-indulgent. Without disciplined exegesis spirituality develops into an idiolect in which I define all the key verbs and nouns out of my own experience. And prayer ends up limping along in sighs and stutters,"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-979283403931054957?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/979283403931054957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/979283403931054957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/sappy-soupy-spirituality.html' title='Sappy soupy spirituality'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-7267470172119947460</id><published>2011-10-18T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T03:37:05.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exegesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eugene peterson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>Exegesis: an act of love</title><content type='html'>Peterson, &lt;em&gt;Eat This Book&lt;/em&gt;, on exegesis (p,55):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Exegesis is the furthest thing from pedantry; exegesis is an act of love. It loves the one who speaks the words enough to want to get the words right. It respects the words enough to use every means we have to get the words right. Exegesis is loving God enough to stop and listen carefully to what he says. It follows that we bring the leisure and attentiveness of lovers to this text, cherishing every comma and semicolon, relishing the oddness of this preposition, delighting in the surprising placement of this noun. Lovers don't take a quick look, get a "message" or a "meaning," and then run off and talk endlessly with their friends about how they feel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautifully wonderfully put!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-7267470172119947460?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7267470172119947460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7267470172119947460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/exegesis-act-of-love.html' title='Exegesis: an act of love'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-1378541058087383829</id><published>2011-10-18T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T03:29:33.860-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holy Spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trinity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sovereignty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eugene peterson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><title type='text'>The sovereign self</title><content type='html'>Eugene Peterson (&lt;em&gt;Eat This Book: A Conversation in the Art of Spiritual Reading&lt;/em&gt;, 31-32) on the modern-day personal Trinity of my Holy Wants, my Holy Needs, and my Holy Feelings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We live in an age in which we have all been trained from the cradle to choose what is best for us. We have a few years of apprenticeship at this before we are sent out on our own, but the training begins early. By the time we can hold a spoon we choose between half a dozen cereals for breakfast, ranging from Cheerios to Corn Flakes. Our tastes, inclinations, and appetites are consulted endlessly. We are soon deciding what clothes we will wear and in what style we will have our hair cut. The options proliferate: what TV channels we will view, what courses we will take in school, what college we will attend, what courses we will sign up for, what model and color of car we will buy, what church we will join. We learn early, with multiple confirmations as we grow older, that we have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;a say&lt;/span&gt; in the formation of our lives and, within certain bounds, the decisive say. If the culture does a thorough job on us - and it turns out to be mighty effective with most of us - we enter adulthood with the working assumption that whatever we need and want and feel forms the divine control center of our lives."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-1378541058087383829?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/1378541058087383829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/1378541058087383829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/sovereign-self.html' title='The sovereign self'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-1193310610966391284</id><published>2011-10-18T03:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T03:18:14.544-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>An ice-axe</title><content type='html'>"If the book we are reading does not wake us, as with a fist hammering on our skull, why then do we read it?... A book must be like an ice-axe to break the frozen sea within us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Franz Kafka, quoted by George Steiner, &lt;em&gt;Language and Silence&lt;/em&gt;, p.67&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-1193310610966391284?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/1193310610966391284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/1193310610966391284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/ice-axe.html' title='An ice-axe'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-249547561642349830</id><published>2011-10-18T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T03:02:03.209-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ageing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><title type='text'>A tattered coat</title><content type='html'>Janice Turner on old age (&lt;em&gt;The Times&lt;/em&gt;, Saturday October 15 2011, p.25):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My Father broke a hip on Sunday morning. He just tipped over lightly on a carpeted floor. It didn't even hurt. I am reminded of how an overcooked chicken leg cleaves from the carcass. How fragile are the very old...&lt;br /&gt;What are [the elderly] doing in a ward with a dozen others? Wards were for a time when holidays were spent in boarding houses queueing for a single shared bathroom. Wards are not for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ensuite&lt;/span&gt; age.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't want to be in a barely curtained booth, with scant places to put my possessions, listening to a poor, distressed man with Alzheimer's in the next bed, while I'm recovering from surgery. I would be maddened by the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fluorescent&lt;/span&gt; lights, the party atmosphere at the nurses' station at shift change, by the jabber of other people's visitors. I'd be mortified that they could hear my cries, my funeral plans. I'd want silence, solitude, darkness...&lt;br /&gt;In the beds beside my father, the ancient men, despite their death-head open-mawed faces, remind me of small boys cupping their balls for comfort as they sleep...&lt;br /&gt;It is a very deep lesson in humanity watching a whole ward of such broken folk, who would have simply revolted you until the day one of them is your own father...&lt;br /&gt;As I change my father's pyjama jacket I keep thinking of Yeats's lines: "An aged man is but a paltry thing, / A tattered coat upon a stick"...&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to lie there like my father, all faculties gone, except the good heart and the strong lungs, which until two summers ago dug his vegetable garden and mowed my lawn. A tired man tethered to a motor that refuses to stop. With a still-sharp mind that sees no point in getting better, just so that he can break another bone, that knows he will never live again in his own home. What a predicament."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not cast me off in the time of old age; forsake me not when my strength is spent&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 71:9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-249547561642349830?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/249547561642349830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/249547561642349830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/tattered-coat.html' title='A tattered coat'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-2009284011032792533</id><published>2011-10-17T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T09:22:58.673-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipleship'/><title type='text'>Quality not just quantity...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Tim Hawkins, talking about discipleship using the metaphor of fruit growing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No-one gives a rat's armpit as to how many trees you have in your orchard! Here is the important question "What sort of fruit are you producing?" What is the quality of your fruit? Is it good fruit?". Page 4, Fruit that will last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-2009284011032792533?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2009284011032792533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2009284011032792533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/quality-not-just-quantity.html' title='Quality not just quantity...'/><author><name>Jonti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14415051747240499944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-6264797811575603097</id><published>2011-10-11T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T06:02:04.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idolatry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='isaiah'/><title type='text'>Attractive Astrology</title><content type='html'>"[Babylon] has perfected a form of religion (astrology) which enhances her sense of power over her own destiny without making any moral demands on upon her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barry Webb, &lt;em&gt;The Message of Isaiah &lt;/em&gt;(&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BST&lt;/span&gt;), p.190, commenting on Isa 47:9,12-13&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-6264797811575603097?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/6264797811575603097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/6264797811575603097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/attractive-astrology.html' title='Attractive Astrology'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-7934747721388652388</id><published>2011-10-06T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T03:38:37.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trinity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tim keller'/><title type='text'>Mark 1: Trinity</title><content type='html'>Just as the original creation of the world was a creation of the triune God, Mark says, so the redemption of the world, the rescue and renewal of all things that is beginning  now with the arrival of the King, is also a project of the triune God.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keller, King's Cross, pg5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-7934747721388652388?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7934747721388652388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7934747721388652388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/mark-1-trinity.html' title='Mark 1: Trinity'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316491799210148470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXy3HRLzk0E/TBiDy_escDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cWDjrdMEM3I/S220/dan.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-4169520926888442984</id><published>2011-10-04T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T08:25:01.598-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madonna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idolatry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><title type='text'>Madonna &amp; idols of success</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have an iron will, and all of my will has always been to conquer some horrible feeling of inadequacy. . . I push past one spell of it and discover myself as a special human being, and then I get to another stage and think I'm mediocre and uninteresting. . . . Again and again. My drive in life is from this horrible fear of being mediocre. And that's always pushing me, pushing me. Because even though I've become Somebody, I still have to prove I'm Somebody. My struggle has never ended and it probably never will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;via Counterfeit gods - Keller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-4169520926888442984?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/4169520926888442984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/4169520926888442984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/10/madonna-idols-of-success.html' title='Madonna &amp; idols of success'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316491799210148470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXy3HRLzk0E/TBiDy_escDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cWDjrdMEM3I/S220/dan.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-6299212997337054654</id><published>2011-09-13T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T07:25:22.877-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suffering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Narnia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CS Lewis'/><title type='text'>Great shining tears</title><content type='html'>Digory to Aslan (&lt;em&gt;The Magician's Nephew, p.131&lt;/em&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But please, please - won't you - can't you give me something that will cure Mother?" Up until then he had been looking at the Lion's great feet and the huge claws on them; now, in his despair, he looked up at its face. What he saw surprised him as much as anything in his whole life. For the tawny face was bent down near his own and (wonder of wonders) great shining tears stood in the Lion's eyes. They were such big, bright tears compared with Digory's own that for a moment he felt as if the Lion must really be sorrier about his Mother than he was himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 13:35&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-6299212997337054654?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/6299212997337054654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/6299212997337054654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/09/great-shining-tears.html' title='Great shining tears'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-7812013889573340600</id><published>2011-08-06T02:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T02:16:57.257-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God the Father'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trinity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glory of God'/><title type='text'>Father - source and goal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Smail&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;The Forgotten Father&lt;/em&gt;, p.20:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just as the Father is the source of everything both in creation and redemption, so also he is the goal of everything, and the mission of the Son and of the Spirit is to advance his glory and let him be all in all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Cor 8:6; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Eph&lt;/span&gt; 1:3ff; John 3:16; Phil 2:11; 1 Cor 15:24; 28&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-7812013889573340600?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7812013889573340600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7812013889573340600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/08/father-source-and-goal.html' title='Father - source and goal'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-7705286449738860792</id><published>2011-08-06T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T02:07:56.613-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God the Father'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trinity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obedience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smail'/><title type='text'>forget Father, distort Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Smail&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;The Forgotten Father&lt;/em&gt;, pp.27-28:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But as we look to Christ and the Spirit in their togetherness, &lt;u&gt;we dare not forget the Father. If we do we shall see Jesus only as the one who faces in our direction&lt;/u&gt;, as Saviour, Healer, Baptiser in the Spirit, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Renewer&lt;/span&gt; of the Church, who by his Spirit meets our needs for pardon, wholeness, satisfaction and self-fulfilment. We &lt;u&gt;shall see the value of Jesus as his value to us rather than as his value to God&lt;/u&gt;. The charismatic renewal is in danger of becoming imprisoned in just such a man-centred, need-dominated distortion of the gospel where Christ and his Spirit can be easily reduced to the source of our blessings and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;satisfiers&lt;/span&gt; and servants of our needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall return to this often, but suffice to say at the moment that the Jesus of the gospels will just not fit into this mould, because it leaves out his chief priority. &lt;u&gt;He was never the servant of the needs that pressed around him; his agenda was not written for him by the insatiable demands of those who thronged him, but rather by his obedience to his heavenly Father. His life was not dominated by the claims of men, but surrendered to the claim of God. To see the place of the Father in the life of Jesus helps us to see that out own greatest need is conversion from an obsession with our needs to an obedience-centred Christianity in which healing is only a prelude to following, being renewed to giving yourself in sacrifice to the one who has renewed you&lt;/u&gt;."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-7705286449738860792?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7705286449738860792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7705286449738860792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/08/forget-father-distort-jesus.html' title='forget Father, distort Jesus'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-8686219827382903335</id><published>2011-08-06T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T01:52:39.944-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God the Father'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trinity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smail'/><title type='text'>The Father of the Son</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Smail&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;The Forgotten Father&lt;/em&gt;, p.24:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God the Father out of the context of the coming of Christ quickly ceases to be Father at all. He quickly becomes instead the remote and distant God of the philosophers, the anonymous and abstract ground of our being, who is in everything in general but never does anything in particular. He becomes the God at the end of the argument, the first cause that was needed to get everything started, the intelligent designer required to account for the purpose and order in the world. As such he becomes a concept or a presupposition, rather than a personal presence and power; he belongs to the debating society rather than the Church; is a subject of interest rather than an object of worship."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-8686219827382903335?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/8686219827382903335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/8686219827382903335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/08/father-of-son.html' title='The Father of the Son'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-8067854204117569221</id><published>2011-08-06T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T01:26:24.309-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God the Father'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smail'/><title type='text'>freedom and authority</title><content type='html'>Thomas A. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Smail&lt;/span&gt;, in &lt;em&gt;The Forgotten Father&lt;/em&gt;, p.16:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The way of deliverance from human authoritarianism is the rediscovery of divine authority. It is when we are most captive to the second that we shall be most free from the first."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-8067854204117569221?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/8067854204117569221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/8067854204117569221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/08/freedom-and-authority.html' title='freedom and authority'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-2967906212291411389</id><published>2011-07-31T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T01:08:35.102-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psalms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kidner'/><title type='text'>United Nations</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Kings of the earth and all peoples,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;princes and all rulers of the earth!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Young men and maidens together,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;old men and children!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 148:11-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kidner&lt;/span&gt;, pithy and profound as ever, comments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In these few lines there emerges, quite incidentally and with unforced simplicity, the only potential bond between the extremes of mankind: a joyful preoccupation with God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalms 73-150&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TOTC&lt;/span&gt;, p.525.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-2967906212291411389?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2967906212291411389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2967906212291411389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/07/united-nations.html' title='United Nations'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-1409043945254600512</id><published>2011-07-25T01:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T01:39:02.225-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='original sin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><title type='text'>Scandinavian crime fiction and original sin</title><content type='html'>Fascinating and important stuff from John Sutherland, Emeritus Professor of English at UCL, in &lt;em&gt;The Times&lt;/em&gt;, Sat July 23 2011, p.24:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scandinavian crime fiction - such as the similarly sensational successful TV mini-series &lt;em&gt;Wallander &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;The Killing&lt;/em&gt; - rests on a reading of human nature that is alien, but currently fascinating, to the Anglo-American mind. It can be summed up in a key moment in &lt;em&gt;The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo&lt;/em&gt; when the heroine Lisbeth's probation officer, Nils Bjurman, rapes her violently and she takes her revenge by Tasering him and tattooing on his chest: "I am a sadistic pig and a rapist."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjurman is not, the novel intimates, a uniquely rotten apple in the Swedish justice system. He's just a man. (Larsson's original title, in Swedish, translates as "Men who Hate Women"). &lt;strong&gt;And, as a man, Bjurman is stained to his core with original sin, which he chooses to indulge. Not all men, thank God, do indulge it. But, like the characters in Hawthorne's &lt;em&gt;The Scarlet Letter&lt;/em&gt;, you can never remove that indelible mark of sin and the temptation to do it. It's God's tattoo on the human soul.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if Swedish radio has anything equivalent to the &lt;em&gt;Today &lt;/em&gt;programme's &lt;em&gt;Thought for the Day&lt;/em&gt;, but if it does I wouldn't mind betting it's very different from what we hear. And, I suspect, a lot less wishy-washy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is hot dispute about where classic English crime fiction begins, historically. One contender is William Godwin. His pioneering 1794 detective novel, &lt;em&gt;Caleb Williams&lt;/em&gt;, expounds his core belief that "circumstance causes crime". It's a belief that you can follow through mainstream British liberal thought to Tony Blair's tediously repeated mantra, "tough on crime, touch on the causes of crime".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Scandinavians have got to grips with those "causes and circumstances" more resourcefully than anyone else. &lt;strong&gt;But there is one thing they believe in their Calvinistic way, that you can never put right. The old Adam. Beneath the peace, prosperity, culture and education is evil that no welfare state, however benign, can eradicate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-1409043945254600512?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/1409043945254600512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/1409043945254600512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/07/scandinavian-crime-fiction-and-original.html' title='Scandinavian crime fiction and original sin'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-1927758990208360761</id><published>2011-07-21T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T02:37:58.649-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glory of God'/><title type='text'>God is glorious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"An old hymn by Thomas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Binney captures the truth well:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eternal Light! eternal Light!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How pure the soul must be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When, placed within Thy searching sight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It shrinks not, but with calm delight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can live, and look on Thee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O how shall I, whose native sphere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is dark, whose mind is dim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before the Ineffable appear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And on my naked spirit bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That uncreated beam?" - found in an article by Jonathan Gibson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-1927758990208360761?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/1927758990208360761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/1927758990208360761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/07/god-is-glorious.html' title='God is glorious'/><author><name>Jonti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14415051747240499944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-9110855898367117168</id><published>2011-07-21T02:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T02:33:01.935-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theocentricity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>God is all about God</title><content type='html'>“We are willing to be God-centered, it seems, as long as God is man-centered.” - Piper, God is the Gospel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-9110855898367117168?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/9110855898367117168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/9110855898367117168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/07/god-is-all-about-god.html' title='God is all about God'/><author><name>Jonti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14415051747240499944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-1726513935661986319</id><published>2011-07-18T03:19:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T03:23:12.698-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judgment'/><title type='text'>The Hell of Hells</title><content type='html'>"After suffering the conscious pain of punishment, banishment and destruction by God for a billion ‘years’, those in hell will face the awful reality that those billion ‘years’ are but one point on an infinitely long line." &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 19px; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: small; "&gt;JONATHAN GIBSON / BRIEFING #381 / JUNE 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-1726513935661986319?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/1726513935661986319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/1726513935661986319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/07/hell-of-hells_7048.html' title='The Hell of Hells'/><author><name>Jonti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14415051747240499944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-1283985636988166257</id><published>2011-07-14T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T00:04:58.851-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orthodoxy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='devil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonathan Edwards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>The Most Orthodox Theologian in the Universe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; " &gt;The devil is orthodox in his faith; he believes the true scheme of doctrine; he is no Deist, Socinian, Arian, Pelagian, or antinomian; the articles of his faith are all sound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Jonathan Edwards, 'True Grace Distinguished from the Experience of Devils,' in&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Works&lt;/span&gt;, Hickman ed., 2:43&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-4298500265062101181" style="width: 520px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.4; position: relative; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-1283985636988166257?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/1283985636988166257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/1283985636988166257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/07/most-orthodox-theologian-in-universe.html' title='The Most Orthodox Theologian in the Universe'/><author><name>Jonti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14415051747240499944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-1605903782582809276</id><published>2011-07-06T13:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T13:39:37.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stott'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Classic Pithy Stotty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;The reality of saving faith is exhibited in serving love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;John Stott, The Radical Disicple, pg 86&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-1605903782582809276?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/1605903782582809276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/1605903782582809276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/07/classic-pithy-stotty.html' title='Classic Pithy Stotty'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316491799210148470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXy3HRLzk0E/TBiDy_escDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cWDjrdMEM3I/S220/dan.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-6835994304410715468</id><published>2011-07-06T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T05:36:18.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edwards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eternity'/><title type='text'>The worst thing about hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;"O how dreadful will eternity appear to them after they shall have been thinking on it for ages together, and shall have so long an experience of their torments! The damned in hell will have two infinities perpetually to amaze them, and swallow them up: one is an infinite God, whose wrath they will bear, and in whom they will behold their perfect and irreconcilable enemy. The other is the infinite duration of their torment." - Jonathan Edwards, The Eternity of Hell quoted in Donnelly, Heaven and Hell, page 43.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-6835994304410715468?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/6835994304410715468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/6835994304410715468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/07/worst-thing-about-hell.html' title='The worst thing about hell'/><author><name>Jonti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14415051747240499944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-409368938307924912</id><published>2011-07-06T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T04:41:25.030-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ethics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Justice'/><title type='text'>Modern ethical confusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;blockquote style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 32px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 32px; line-height: 1.6; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.6em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;"Contemporary society is in a state of ethical chaos. Imagine a group of young professionals enjoying a meal in any big-city restaurant. Not an eyebrow will be raised if someone mentions that they have recently had an abortion. A reference by another to their same-sex partner will elicit no disapproval. But if one of the party were to light a cigarette in a no-smoking section of the restaurant? Shock, horror, unanimous disgust! &lt;strong&gt;Is exhaling tobacco smoke more reprehensible than sexual perversion or killing an unborn child?&lt;/strong&gt; Are such people competent to make moral judgments, to decide how God should deal with sin?They cannot even distinguish between wickedness and bad manners." - Ted Donnelly, Heaven and Hell, page 25.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-409368938307924912?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/409368938307924912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/409368938307924912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/07/modern-ethical-confusion.html' title='Modern ethical confusion'/><author><name>Jonti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14415051747240499944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-427343063928904000</id><published>2011-07-06T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T02:20:22.114-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ecclesiastes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='auden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>vanity, all is vanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;As I Walked Out One Evening&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;by W. H. Auden&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;As I walked out one evening,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Walking down Bristol Street,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The crowds upon the pavement&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Were fields of harvest wheat.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And down by the brimming river&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;I heard a lover sing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Under an arch of the railway:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;'Love has no ending.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;'I'll love you, dear, I'll love you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Till China and Africa meet,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And the river jumps over the mountain&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;And the salmon sing in the street,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;'I'll love you till the ocean&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Is folded and hung up to dry&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And the seven stars go squawking&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Like geese about the sky.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;'The years shall run like rabbits,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;For in my arms I hold&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The Flower of the Ages,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;And the first love of the world.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But all the clocks in the city&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Began to whirr and chime:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;'O let not Time deceive you,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;You cannot conquer Time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;'In the burrows of the Nightmare&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Where Justice naked is,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Time watches from the shadow&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;And coughs when you would kiss.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;'In headaches and in worry&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Vaguely life leaks away,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And Time will have his fancy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To-morrow or to-day.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'Into many a green valley&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Drifts the appalling snow;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Time breaks the threaded dances&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;And the diver's brilliant bow.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;'O plunge your hands in water,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Plunge them in up to the wrist;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Stare, stare in the basin&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;And wonder what you've missed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;'The glacier knocks in the cupboard,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;The desert sighs in the bed,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And the crack in the tea-cup opens&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;A lane to the land of the dead.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;'Where the beggars raffle the banknotes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;And the Giant is enchanting to Jack,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And the Lily-white Boy is a Roarer,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;And Jill goes down on her back.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;'O look, look in the mirror,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;O look in your distress:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Life remains a blessing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Although you cannot bless.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;'O stand, stand at the window&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;As the tears scald and start;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You shall love your crooked neighbour&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;With your crooked heart.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It was late, late in the evening,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;The lovers they were gone;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The clocks had ceased their chiming,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;And the deep river ran on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-427343063928904000?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/427343063928904000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/427343063928904000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/07/vanity-all-is-vanity.html' title='vanity, all is vanity'/><author><name>Jonti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14415051747240499944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-4209476045707997292</id><published>2011-07-04T02:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T02:44:25.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='darwinism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atheism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naturalism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creation'/><title type='text'>We are not just matter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;"To seek the fabric of contemporary humanity inside the brain is as mistaken as to try to detect the sound of a gust passing through a billion-leaved wood by applying a stethoscope to isolated seeds." So argues the philosopher and clinical neuroscientist Raymond Tallis. He condemns the growing use of brain science to try to explain every aspect of human life. In his new book, Aping Mankind: Neuromania, Darwinitis and the Misrepresentation of Humanity, Tallis attacks the idea that we can understand humanity through 'biologism' – the belief that humans are essentially animals and can be explained in biological terms. Although our existence was brought about by evolution, Tallis asserts that humans are profoundly different from animals. Moreover, he claims that biologism and 'neuromania' are dangerous for society, fuelling a belief that there is no hope of moral progress for humans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;" from Start the Week, Radio 4, 27/06/2011. Raymond is not an atheist but rejects philosophical naturalism as flawed and morally dangerous. Interesting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 10px; "&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0.2em; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.2em; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1.4em; line-height: 1.333em; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; display: block; border-top-width: 0px; border-top-style: initial; border-top-color: initial; font-weight: bold; text-transform: uppercase; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(134, 169, 207); color: rgb(0, 0, 0); letter-spacing: 0.03em; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-4209476045707997292?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/4209476045707997292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/4209476045707997292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-are-not-just-matter.html' title='We are not just matter!'/><author><name>Jonti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14415051747240499944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-6744390245657370358</id><published>2011-07-04T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T01:53:59.090-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Tree of Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theodicy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Theodicy and personal ethics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;"Amongst the poignant prayers that voice over the movie, the young Jack O’Brien sincerely whispers, &lt;em&gt;I want to know what you are &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Why should I be good if you aren’t?" - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;A quote from a review of the film "The Tree of Life"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-6744390245657370358?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/6744390245657370358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/6744390245657370358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/07/theodicy-and-personal-ethics.html' title='Theodicy and personal ethics'/><author><name>Jonti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14415051747240499944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-5858176630447620585</id><published>2011-07-04T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T01:43:39.618-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Films'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Tree of Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job'/><title type='text'>What is the book of Job all about?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;"Tree of Life starts with a quote from the Book of Job which is one of the most f***ed up thing in the Bible. The angry jealous Yahweh of the Old Testament made a stupid deal with the devil that he couldn't get Job to curse God because Job was such a good person. So God destroyed Job's life and eventually Job asked God "Why are you doing this to me?" and God said "I'm doing this because I feel like it and who the f*** are you anyway" and that was that." from Elaine Caroll's review of the tree of life (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://elainecarroll.blogspot.com/2011/06/tree-of-life.html"&gt;http://elainecarroll.blogspot.com/2011/06/tree-of-life.html&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-5858176630447620585?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/5858176630447620585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/5858176630447620585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-is-book-of-job-all-about.html' title='What is the book of Job all about?'/><author><name>Jonti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14415051747240499944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-2324720457730972694</id><published>2011-06-28T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T08:28:35.356-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='N.T. Wright'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='King&apos;s Cross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tim keller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='incarnation'/><title type='text'>Incarnation</title><content type='html'>N.T.Wright, cited by Keller, &lt;em&gt;King's Cross&lt;/em&gt;, p45:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How can you live with the terrifying thought that the hurricane has become human, that fire has become flesh, that life itself became life and walked in our midst? Christianity either means that, or it means nothing. It is either the most devastating disclosure of the deepest reality of the world, or it is a sham, a nonsense, a bit of deceitful playacting. Most of us, unable to cope with saying either of those things, condemn ourselves to live in the shallow world in between."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-2324720457730972694?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2324720457730972694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2324720457730972694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/06/incarnation.html' title='Incarnation'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-739599350331516713</id><published>2011-06-28T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T08:01:31.083-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='King&apos;s Cross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suffering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tim keller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><title type='text'>Healing hands</title><content type='html'>Keller, &lt;em&gt;King's Cross&lt;/em&gt;, p16:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am reminded of a line from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tolkien's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Lord of the Rings&lt;/em&gt;: "The hands of the king are healing hands, and thus shall the rightful king be known." As a child blossoms under the authority of a wise a good parent, as a team flourishes under the direction of a skillful, brilliant coach, so when you come under the healing of the royal hands, under the kingship of Jesus, everything in your life will begin to heal. And when he comes back, everything sad will come untrue. His return will usher in the end of fear, suffering, and death."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-739599350331516713?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/739599350331516713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/739599350331516713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/06/healing-hands.html' title='Healing hands'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-6318250579787235596</id><published>2011-06-28T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T07:43:37.998-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='King&apos;s Cross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tim keller'/><title type='text'>Poring, questioning, analyzing</title><content type='html'>Tim Keller, &lt;em&gt;King's Cross&lt;/em&gt;, xv:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Before the change, I pored over the Bible, questioning and analyzing it. But after the change it was as if the Bible, or maybe Someone through the Bible, began poring over me, questioning and analyzing me."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-6318250579787235596?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/6318250579787235596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/6318250579787235596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/06/poring-questioning-analyzing.html' title='Poring, questioning, analyzing'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-6979242137140777157</id><published>2011-06-23T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T00:51:45.423-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='godliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pornography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 Corinthians 6'/><title type='text'>Your body is a temple</title><content type='html'>"Using porn is an act of defilement, like committing an act of defilement in the Holy of Holies. I hardly dare write it, but this is the force of Paul's argument: it's like having sex with a prostitute on the Ark of the Covenant. Such an act is unthinkable" - Tim Chester, Captured by a better vision, 93&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-6979242137140777157?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/6979242137140777157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/6979242137140777157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/06/your-body-is-temple.html' title='Your body is a temple'/><author><name>Jonti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14415051747240499944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-7808716949888996565</id><published>2011-06-23T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T00:42:26.220-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='godliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><title type='text'>Imperatives from indicatives</title><content type='html'>"God set us free to be free" - Tim Chester, Captured by a better vision, p90.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-7808716949888996565?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7808716949888996565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7808716949888996565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/06/imperatives-from-indicatives.html' title='Imperatives from indicatives'/><author><name>Jonti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14415051747240499944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-4781218972642171113</id><published>2011-06-14T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T08:28:47.599-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testimony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='repentance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the work of the spirit'/><title type='text'>When a Real Estate Agent Opens His Bible and Invites a Heavy Metal Guitarist to Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;Brian Welch – Guitarist in one of the biggest metal bands in the world was addicted to drugs destroying his and his young daughter’s life when his real estate manager shared Matthew 11:28 with him. In his own words this is what happened next:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;Matthew 11:28 - &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; All tweaked out, I got my dictionary and looked up weary and looked up burdened, I pulled the scripture apart. “I’m weary and burdened I need rest for my soul” and I didn’t know whether it was real… but they invited me to church a couple weeks later and I received Christ at the church and went home… and I prayed “Jesus you’ve got to take these drugs from me. Search me right now, search my heart!... Father!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;I felt so much fatherly love from heaven and it was like “I don’t condemn you, I love you, I love you” It was just love, love and instantly that love from God came into me and It was so powerful that I threw away all my drugs and quit “Korn”…It changed me, my heart was changed like that!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This was transcribed from here: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EOeruTrdF1Q&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EOeruTrdF1Q&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-4781218972642171113?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/4781218972642171113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/4781218972642171113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/06/when-real-estate-agent-opens-his-bible.html' title='When a Real Estate Agent Opens His Bible and Invites a Heavy Metal Guitarist to Church'/><author><name>Jonti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14415051747240499944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-4053983070311475954</id><published>2011-06-14T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T09:55:00.608-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testimony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idolatry'/><title type='text'>What is life all about?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;Brian Welch – Guitarist in one of the biggest metal bands in the world was addicted to drugs destroying his and his young daughter’s life when his real estate manager shared Matthew 11:28 with him which lead to him become a Christian. Here are his thoughts reflecting on his life in “Korn”… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;My dream came true, way more than I ever dreamt about I made more more, I played big shows, houses, cars, I tried drugs, I tried sex, I tried everything. I tried everything to try and get pleasure out of this life and thought that I could fulfil my life with all this stuff, with having my dream come true and it came true. But it didn’t fulfil it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;…Christ gives you the gift of understanding life. Which is; everything was created for Christ and by him and we were created to be with him and it’s the most incredible feeling because it’s where you belong and contentment is given to you in life… you’re exactly where you need to be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;This was transcribe from here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EOeruTrdF1Q&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EOeruTrdF1Q&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-4053983070311475954?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/4053983070311475954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/4053983070311475954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-is-life-all-about.html' title='What is life all about?'/><author><name>Jonti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14415051747240499944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-2606453946281390309</id><published>2011-05-26T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T23:20:32.208-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secularism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>To wedd or not to wedd?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-rendering: auto; clear: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="story_continues_2" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-rendering: auto; clear: left; "&gt;According to the latest British Social Attitudes (BSA) Survey, which was conducted in 2008, almost two-thirds of people now see little difference between marriage and living together. Fewer than a fifth of people took issue with it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-rendering: auto; clear: left; "&gt;Just under half thought cohabitation showed just as much commitment as getting married. When it comes to children, where opinion can often be a bit more traditional, only 28% said they believe married couples make better parents.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-rendering: auto; clear: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;"If you cohabited or had children together you were as good as married in everyone's eyes. It's only after the introduction of the Hardwicke Marriage Act in 1753 that marriage became a legal concept and unmarried couples became stigmatised."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-rendering: auto; clear: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;She says the "golden age" of marriage was as recent as the 1960s and 70s, when more people got married than ever before. Marriage was seen as a passport to adulthood, when you were allowed to have sex and live together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="story-feature wide " style="line-height: 16px; position: relative; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: -160px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 16px; width: 304px; float: right; display: inline; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; clear: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;a class="hidden" href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-13544581#story_continues_3" style="line-height: 16px; text-decoration: none; font-weight: bold; position: absolute; top: -5000px; left: -5000px; "&gt;Continue reading the main story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h2 style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 11px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 12px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(216, 216, 216); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 216, 216); text-rendering: optimizelegibility; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Marriage statistics&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;ul style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; list-style-type: none; list-style-position: initial; list-style-image: initial; clear: both; "&gt;&lt;li style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 16px; text-rendering: auto; background-image: url(http://news.bbcimg.co.uk/view/1_4_14/cream/hi/shared/img/story_sprite.gif); background-position: -1200px 5px; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; "&gt;In 2009 231,490 marriages were registered in England and Wales&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 16px; text-rendering: auto; background-image: url(http://news.bbcimg.co.uk/view/1_4_14/cream/hi/shared/img/story_sprite.gif); background-position: -1200px 5px; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; "&gt;It was the lowest number since 1895&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 16px; text-rendering: auto; background-image: url(http://news.bbcimg.co.uk/view/1_4_14/cream/hi/shared/img/story_sprite.gif); background-position: -1200px 5px; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; "&gt;The long-term picture for UK weddings is of decline, from a peak of 480,285 marriages in 1972&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-rendering: auto; clear: left; "&gt;Source: ONS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p id="story_continues_3" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-rendering: auto; clear: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;"Obviously, people wanted that freedom as soon as they could," says Mansfield. "The average age of people getting married was 21 for women and 23 for men. Now you can put a decade on those ages and that's because sex and cohabitation outside of marriage are largely accepted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="story_continues_3" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-rendering: auto; clear: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;"Having kids is a much bigger deal than marriage, a much bigger statement of commitment. Personally, I just don't think about getting married. I simply have never felt a need to be married."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p id="story_continues_3" style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-rendering: auto; clear: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Just found this interesting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-2606453946281390309?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2606453946281390309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2606453946281390309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/05/to-wedd-or-not-to-wedd.html' title='To wedd or not to wedd?'/><author><name>Jonti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14415051747240499944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-785118082180111820</id><published>2011-05-26T23:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T23:05:17.280-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miracles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='King Canute'/><title type='text'>Canute knew he wasn't Christ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-rendering: auto; clear: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;"...it seems probable that King Canute was not a madman who thought he could control nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-rendering: auto; clear: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;The first written account of the Canute episode was in Historia Anglorum (The History of the English People) by chronicler Henry of Huntingdon, who lived within 60 years of the death of Canute (1035 AD).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-rendering: auto; clear: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;According to the story, the king had his chair carried down to the shore and ordered the waves not to break upon his land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 18px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-rendering: auto; clear: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;When his orders were ignored, he pronounced: "Let all the world know that the power of kings is empty and worthless and there is no King worthy of the name save Him by whose will heaven and earth and sea obey eternal laws," (Historia Anglorum, ed D E Greenway)." &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-13524677"&gt;http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-13524677&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Helmet, Freesans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1.077em; text-rendering: auto; clear: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-785118082180111820?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/785118082180111820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/785118082180111820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/05/canute-knew-he-wasnt-christ.html' title='Canute knew he wasn&apos;t Christ'/><author><name>Jonti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14415051747240499944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-7404345770681922801</id><published>2011-05-18T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T02:17:20.316-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Welch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anger'/><title type='text'>The heart of anger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Welch&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Depression&lt;/em&gt;) on anger (p.156):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Once anger settles in, it will bring you to an increasingly familiar crossroad.&lt;br /&gt;Will you turn to the true God, who shows compassion to those who have been victimized, or will you trust yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Will you turn to the true God, who is the holy and righteous judge, or will you form a vigilante party that meets in your name, for your sake, and for your glory?&lt;br /&gt;Anger typically begins in a way that imitates God - it makes judgements about right and wrong. But it can quickly turn into a stance against him. You are angry because your rights and your glory - not God's - have been violated."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-7404345770681922801?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7404345770681922801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/7404345770681922801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/05/heart-of-anger.html' title='The heart of anger'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-1159244330590188847</id><published>2011-05-18T02:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T02:12:17.574-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Welch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anger'/><title type='text'>Types of anger</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Welch&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Depression&lt;/em&gt;) on anger (p.155):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anger can either be hot or cold. People are as hurt by one as they are by the other. The main difference is that hot anger is brief and explosive, cold settles in the long-term. Depressive anger is usually cold: the "cold shoulder," withdrawal, calculated rejection, putting blame on others, feeling sorry for oneself. In some ways, it is the most extreme anger in that it refuses to be affected by the other person. "I have been hurt, and I will never care enough to be hurt again." Avoid the hot-tempered person, but tremble before the cold, distant, uncaring, angry person."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-1159244330590188847?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/1159244330590188847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/1159244330590188847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/05/types-of-anger.html' title='Types of anger'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-2348778059888751685</id><published>2011-05-17T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T02:41:54.787-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maturity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suffering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Welch'/><title type='text'>Hardship and change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Welch&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Depression&lt;/em&gt;) on God using hardship (pp.134-135):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout history, God was used &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hardships&lt;/span&gt; to reveal people's hearts, and this unveiling has a purpose. It is an essential part of the process of change. You have to see what is in your heart before you can set out to change it.&lt;br /&gt;Notice how those who have medicated away their hardships with illegal drugs, alcohol or sex can seem immature. They may look forty-five but they have the character of an adolescent. Find a person who has weathered storms rather than avoided them and you will find someone who is wise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-2348778059888751685?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2348778059888751685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2348778059888751685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/05/hardship-and-change.html' title='Hardship and change'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-5996037178343333865</id><published>2011-05-16T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T06:38:03.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Fellowship of the Unashamed'/><title type='text'>The Fellowship of the Unashamed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am a part of the fellowship of the Unashamed.&lt;br /&gt;I have the Holy Spirit Power. The die has been cast.&lt;br /&gt;I have stepped over the line. The decision has been made.&lt;br /&gt;I am a disciple of Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;I won’t look back, let up, slow down, back away, or be still.&lt;br /&gt;My past is redeemed, my present makes sense, and my future is secure.&lt;br /&gt;I am finished and done with low living, sight walking, small planning, smooth knees, colorless dreams,&lt;br /&gt;tame visions, mundane talking, chintzy giving, and dwarfed goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I no longer need preeminence, prosperity, position, promotions, plaudits, or popularity.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have to be right, first, tops, recognized, praised, regarded, or rewarded.&lt;br /&gt;I now live by presence, learn by faith, love by patience, lift by prayer, and labor by power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My pace is set, my gait is fast, my goal is Heaven, my road is narrow,&lt;br /&gt;my way is rough, my companions few, my Guide is reliable, my mission is clear.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot be bought, compromised, deterred, lured away, turned back, diluted, or delayed.&lt;br /&gt;I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the presence of adversity,&lt;br /&gt;negotiate at the table of the enemy, ponder at the pool of popularity,&lt;br /&gt;or meander in the maze of mediocrity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I won’t give up, back up, let up, or shut up until I’ve preached up,&lt;br /&gt;prayed up, paid up, stored up, and stayed up for the cause of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;I am a disciple of Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;I must go until He returns, give until I drop,&lt;br /&gt;preach until all know, and work until He comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And when He comes to get His own, He will have no problem recognizing me.&lt;br /&gt;My colors will be clear for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; “I am not ashamed of the Gospel, because it is the power of God for the salvation of everyone who believes..” (Romans 1:16)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Heard this.  Wanted a place to put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-5996037178343333865?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/5996037178343333865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/5996037178343333865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/05/fellowship-of-unashamed.html' title='The Fellowship of the Unashamed'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316491799210148470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXy3HRLzk0E/TBiDy_escDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cWDjrdMEM3I/S220/dan.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-201362401699234137</id><published>2011-05-10T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T00:41:23.660-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting jankovic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>your heart your home</title><content type='html'>"The state of your heart is the state of your home. You cannot harbor resentment secretly towards your children and expect their hearts to be submissive and tender. You cannot be greedy for your time and expect them to share their toys. And perhaps most importantly, you cannot resist your opportunities to be corrected by God and expect them to receive correction from you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jankovic&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Loving the Little Years: Motherhood in the Trenches&lt;/em&gt;. pp.14-15&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-201362401699234137?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/201362401699234137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/201362401699234137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/05/your-heart-your-home.html' title='your heart your home'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-472464280237416055</id><published>2011-05-09T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T00:58:21.898-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='court'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spurgeon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cross'/><title type='text'>Spurgeon's imagined heavenly court-scene</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;If I might be allowed to picture in my imagination (and mark, it is nothing more than imagination), I could almost conceive a parliament in heaven. The angels are assembled; the question is proposed to them:-- "Cherubim and seraphim, cohorts of the glorified, ye spirits that like flames of fire, swift at my bidding fly; ye happy beings, whom I have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;created for my honour! here is a question which I condescend to offer for your consideration:--Man has sinned; there is no way for his pardon but by some one suffering and paying blood for blood. Who shall it be?" I can conceive that there was silence throughout the august assembly. Gabriel spoke not: he would have stretched his wings and flapped the ether in a moment, if the deed had been possible; but he felt that he could never bear the guilt of a world upon his shoulders, and, therefore, still he sat. And there the mightiest of the mighty, those who could shake a world if God should will it, sat still, because they felt all powerless to accomplish redemption. I do not conceive that one of them would have ventured to hope that God himself would assume flesh and die. I do not think it could have entered even into angelic thought to conceive that the mighty Maker of the skies should bow his awful head and sink into a grave. I cannot imagine that the brightest and most seraphic of these glorified ones would for an instant have suffered such a thought to abide with him. And when the Son of God, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;upstarting from his throne, spoke to them and said, "Principalities and powers! I will become flesh, I will veil this Godhead of mine in robes of mortal clay, I will die!"--I think I see the angels for once astonished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Times;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;pre style="word-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;November 23, 1856 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="word-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;C. H. SPURGEON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-472464280237416055?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/472464280237416055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/472464280237416055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/05/spurgeons-imagined-heavenly-court-scene.html' title='Spurgeon&apos;s imagined heavenly court-scene'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316491799210148470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXy3HRLzk0E/TBiDy_escDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cWDjrdMEM3I/S220/dan.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-2457952880650313052</id><published>2011-05-08T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T07:27:40.152-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><title type='text'>The heart of the problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quote" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The line dividing good and evil cuts through the heart of every human being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; border-collapse: collapse; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 10px; "&gt;&lt;tbody style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;tr style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 20px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; width: 1px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" class="quote_source" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn quoted in the Wall Street Journal quoted in the Week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-2457952880650313052?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2457952880650313052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2457952880650313052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/05/heart-of-problem.html' title='The heart of the problem'/><author><name>dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316491799210148470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gXy3HRLzk0E/TBiDy_escDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cWDjrdMEM3I/S220/dan.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773713226571872400.post-2883404869074647088</id><published>2011-05-03T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T03:46:23.994-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Galatians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><title type='text'>The religion of I</title><content type='html'>Josh Moody on Gal 1:14, &lt;em&gt;no other gospel&lt;/em&gt;, p.64:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When we are captivated with the religion of I, what matters is what other &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;'s think, not what the Great I Am thinks. We strive for heaven in order to impress earth, and heaven is not impressed."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7773713226571872400-2883404869074647088?l=quotestonote.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2883404869074647088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7773713226571872400/posts/default/2883404869074647088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quotestonote.blogspot.com/2011/05/religion-of-i.html' title='The religion of I'/><author><name>chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13005970193032605642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
