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Creation vs. evolution – a compromise

I couldn’t resist. I really couldn’t. I thought about saving it for tomorrow’s Flotsam and Jetsam, but it was too much fun.

 

 HT 22 Words

Flotsam and jetsam (1/25)

Religious beliefs should never be privileged over other beliefs, simply by virtue of being religious. Either a particular belief is relevant to eligibility for employment or it is not.

So I’m beginning to wonder if it’s “a wrap” on this whole “missional” movement splash, especially in terms of church planting? I can definitely see the wind being taken out of the sails for some. I’ve been particularly curious about crickets I hear when bringing up a few issues among missional Christians:

More importantly for us, the interpretive principle by which one ancient interpreter handled this specific issue is a very common one in contemporary Christian interpretation: using other parts of the Bible to inform our interpretation of Genesis. The question, then, is: how our application of this principle differs from this one example below, if at all?

From the point of view of biblical faith, there is no inherent value in suffering. Like much that is evil in our world, human suffering is a perversion and a disruption of what should be. It has entered the world because of the dislocation of the relationship between human beings and their creator – the good God who purposed his creation for his own delight and that of his creatures. Suffering is an aberration – it has no value for its own sake. It is not good in and of itself. In the Psalms of the Old Testament, we read some impassioned pleas to God about the absurdity of suffering.

Flotsam and jetsam (10/12)

After being distracted by family and work responsibilities for a few days, I had to declare Google Reader bankruptcy. It feels to to click “mark all as read” and then just move on with your life. But, before I gave up and hit the big red button, I came across some links worth checking out.

The Saturday Morning Syrup Monster

[I was looking for some way of talking about our own responsibility for the universal spread of sin in the world – i.e. we do much of the work ourselves. This is what came out.]

One of the highlights of the week for my family is Pancake Saturday. The girls love getting up in the morning and playing with dad for a while so mom can get a little extra snooze time. Then we head for the kitchen to make the pancakes. Heat the water for mom’s tea, get dad a cup of coffee, set the table, and we’re good to go.

Then it happens. Every week. The Syrup Monster.

I can see it sitting on the table, looking all innocent in its clear plastic home. But I know the truth. I know that it’s just waiting for some unwitting victim pull open its top, releasing its corrupting power into an unsuspecting world.

You doubt? Try it. Give small children something sticky to eat. Pancakes with syrup. It’s amazing. A few drops of syrup on the table. The monster unleashed. A tiny hand carelessly placed. Sticky fingers. The corruption begins. But, it’s far, far from over. Sticky fingers in the hair, on the face. Sticky fingers on the butter container. The butter passed. More sticky fingers—dad’s now. The monster spreads. By the end…sticky forks, sticky plates, sticky glasses, sticky chairs—even sticky cats. The monster grows. It’s everywhere.

I’m pretty sure it’s nefarious plan is to take over the world.

And it wouldn’t be very hard either. One hand to the next. With each touch its power grows.

In 1918 a flu pandemic swept around the world. In two years, it spread even to the most isolated places, killing 50 to 100 million people and infecting many more.  Almost no one escaped its touch as it spread from one person to the next. Even those who looked perfectly healthy, may actually have been infected, carrying the virus with them, spreading it to everyone they met.

The Syrup Monster is like that. That’s what makes it so devilishly clever. It doesn’t actually do anything. It just sits there. We do all of the work. We pass the stickiness along, corrupting others and extending its power. If we wake up one morning and the Syrup Monster has taken over the world, it will be our own fault.

Flotsam and jetsam (7/2)

  • Internet Monk is discussing Gen 2, and today he addressed the nature of the Garden (The Promised Land) and Adam/Eve’s role in the Garden (priests). Interestingly, he argued for a Sailhammerian view of the Land – i.e. Gen 1-2 are about the preparation of the promised land and not the creation of the world. I’m running across this view more and more lately.
  • Joel points out a free ebook download, The Earliest Christians in their Own Words.
  • Heidelblog offers some thoughts on the trajectories of various Presbyterian groups, expressing concern that the EPC might be moving closer to mainline Presbyterianism.
  • First Thoughts offers a list of the 50 best/worst childhood fads. Fortunately, I’ve managed to avoid the worst of these so far, though I did work next door to a Beanie Babies shop for a while in college. Scary. And, I completely disagree about Frisbees. Frisbee is never boring. By far my favorite though, was his reason for not liking troll dolls: “When you’re not looking, they eat your soul.” 
  • I’d like to pretend that this isn’t true, but apparently female sign-ups at ashleymadison.com (a dating service for married people) increased ten-fold the day after mother’s day. And, the day after Valentine’s Day was even busier. I wonder if this results from too many men forgetting about these holidays.
  • The prime minister of Iceland made history last week when she became the first head of government to enter into a gay marriage.  
  • And, here’s a story about a professor who apparently streamed porn to his college classroom on accident. In case you were unsure, this is not a good idea.