A Painting With Symbols Deep
Jul. 9th, 2006 06:02 pmI find it confusing and somewhat bothersome that I can wax lyrical ad nauseum about so many things, and yet when it comes down to deeply serious things that really matter, I find myself completely at a loss.
(Such as now, for example. Plague.)
But here is one conclusion I seem to have consciously reached today: I have little use for the trimmings and trappings of Christianity, and even less use for the Christian subculture. Christianity in and of itself is man's invention, but Christ is not. I need to find a way to cleanse my mind of all of the cliches in order to discover the mind-blowing glory which must be God: the God I see in the poetry of Gerard Manley Hopkins, in the music of Sixpence None The Richer, the writings of C.S. Lewis and J.R.R. Tolkien--the God of art and words and music and nature and love and being, as well as the God of the Bible.
One of the problems, I think, with the American church at large, is that they seem to be trying to take all of the wonder out of God, and reduce Him to something commonplace, occasionally even trendy. I've had too much of that put into me, I think, and I need to find a way to erase that.
At the moment, however, I am simply confused and have no idea how to type anymore.
(Such as now, for example. Plague.)
But here is one conclusion I seem to have consciously reached today: I have little use for the trimmings and trappings of Christianity, and even less use for the Christian subculture. Christianity in and of itself is man's invention, but Christ is not. I need to find a way to cleanse my mind of all of the cliches in order to discover the mind-blowing glory which must be God: the God I see in the poetry of Gerard Manley Hopkins, in the music of Sixpence None The Richer, the writings of C.S. Lewis and J.R.R. Tolkien--the God of art and words and music and nature and love and being, as well as the God of the Bible.
One of the problems, I think, with the American church at large, is that they seem to be trying to take all of the wonder out of God, and reduce Him to something commonplace, occasionally even trendy. I've had too much of that put into me, I think, and I need to find a way to erase that.
At the moment, however, I am simply confused and have no idea how to type anymore.