Ho much of life is anticipation. We spend far more time looking forward to things than we do enjoying them. Some would argue, correctly I think, that we derive more joy from the anticipation than from the experience itself.
People are more likely to explore the truthfulness of Christianity once they see that it is beautiful. I heard a Christian leader make the previous statement not long ago at an evangelism conference. I completely agree. A recent study of youth religious involvement in England seems to affirm this point.
Nothing will wake you up quicker than a convinced and committed follower of Jesus shouting expletives in your face. If you can get a preacher to drop a four letter bomb in the middle of his sermon that would really do the trick, wouldn’t it? But that’s not at all what I’m talking about.
The highly influential scientist Stephen Hawking passed away this morning. He was a brilliant theoretical phycist and a best-selling author. I remember reading one of his books, or at least portions of it, when I was a teenager.
Oooh, baby,” Belinda Carlisle sang in the 1980s, “. . . heaven is a place on earth.” Just reading those lyrics immediately brings to mind images of big hair, crazy colored pants, ALF, and for some reason, skating rinks. As inane as the words of the song are, however catchy the tune, the message is a dangerous one. Bad things happen when we try to establish an earthly utopia.
You don’t have a soul. You are a soul. You have a body,” George MacDonald once said. The literary master, at this point, was simply theologically wrong. We are both our body and our soul. …
The Tony-award winning musical “Dear Evan Hansen” is about an agsty teenager who feels misunderstood and alone in the world. Like everyone, he has a desire to be both fully loved and fully known. And like most of us, he ends up compromising one in order to achieve the other.