Thursday, December 23, 2010

The Great Divorce



I always thought "The Great Divorce" by C.S. Lewis was another one of his essays. But I was pleasantly surprised to find out it is a short story, a fiction, about the afterlife. It joins only two other books that I have read in one night. C.S. Lewis is one of the best writers I've ever read because he communicates thoughts that normally seems hard to express, like unto to how the Spirit prays to God the Father for us with "groanings that cannot be expressed" (Rom 8:26).

Here is one excerpt I found to be phenomenal:

"Don't you remember on earth--there were things too hot to touch with your finger but you could drink them all right? Shame is like that. If you will accept it--if you will drink the cup to the bottom--you will find it very nourishing: but try to do anything else with it and it scalds."


Sunday, December 19, 2010

Hogwarts for the Holidays



I am now lost in the wonderful wizardry world of Harry Potter. And understand when i say "lost" i really mean in the middle of the series and enjoying them alot. I just finished the second book today, and i only have good things to say about it. All the characters are great. It is funny. The ends have wonderful twists. And everyone says it doesn't get good till book 4, so i have alot to look forward to.

I remember back in the day when everyone was making a big fuss about not reading the books or watching the movies. Now most of my close friends love the series, talk about them alot, and highly recommend reading them. So i finally decided to listen to my friends and pick the series up. They have been refreshing to my soul, as i often now get to sit with my own imagination and read a fun and easy story. "An easy read" is what i heard the most from everyone who had read the books. And this easy read is exactly what i needed. Between some of the heavy theological books i've picked since the summer and all my college textbooks, i feel like i've been running long distances as fast as i can. Harry Potter has been more like stroll in the park. Like a nice easy walk in the fresh air, just looking at big houses and old trees, wondering what it'll be like to grow up.

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Hopes and Dreams

I've had this reoccurring dream a while
Mountains stack and I am underneath the pile
When I am under, wake's a mile away
You are my sun but I can't seem to find the day

My hopes are tangent to my dreams this time
My hands want to be warmed by you rather than rhyme
I know it's out of reach but I must try
Though passion melts the cold it invites the fire

I have a fear of being on the ground
Might miss my flight
Walk away, don't make a sound
But this charming sound has made its way to me
It's such a shame to leave the passenger's company

I'm so afraid to get off this plane
Because I fear I won't get on ever again
The ground may be safe but it's the air I love
Take me up high, I like the view from up above

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Plans of War

You are such a clever lie

Cuz I can never figure why

I keep running back to you

Why I do the things I do

I smell the fresh scent of your breathe

But know you merely breathe out death

The trick and scheme is never new

You mask the lie, and hide what’s true

So here is what I’ll do:

I’ll curse the man you’ve built in me

And tear apart each stone building

I’ll run to the nearest open road

And rip off all these shameful clothes

I’ll wait till your memory is gone

As long as the light in the sky lives on

And still I’ll wait just to be found

And until then I won’t make a sound

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

A Widsom Riddle

I need this every single day

My lack of this is why I pray

It holds me safely from myself

In between poverty and wealth

I love it as my major find

Its secrets I try to unwind

Its enemy will bend and bind

And keep you wounded, deaf, and blind

It’s worth a fight and worth a blow

A treasure many never know

It has its limits like the rest

But it will help you pass the test

It goes a long way, that’s for sure

It points you to what will endure

Your love for it will love you back

It won’t deceive and won’t attack

Its praise is shouted throughout time

Both throughout pros and throughout rhyme

It’s virtuous by its own will

Its truest form is humble still

- Castor

Sunday, October 10, 2010

"Moving Mountains"

I speak in many tongues of many men
Argue with angels and they always win
But I don’t know the first thing about love
I prophesize and know all mystery
All living things are opened up to me
But I don’t know the first thing about love
Know the first thing about love
I have the keys to open many doors
Give all my possessions to the poor
But I don’t know the first thing about love
I’m moving mountains and have faith in me
Have faith enough to caste them to the sea
But I don’t know the first thing about love
I don’t know the first thing about love
all other things shall fade away
Love stands alone and still holds sway
all other things shall fade away
Into the ground into the grave
I give my body up into the flames
And never once did I deny your name
But I don’t know the first thing about love
I don’t know the first thing about love
- Thrice

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Teach Me to Pray

Direct my thoughts outside myself
So i will sit up on the shelf
While on the shelf, let me see
Others in their misery
So i can help them through their pain
Be someone to stand with them in the rain
Another voice to call on high
For justice, love, a better life
Teach me how to see their hearts
That when one dies, another starts
Old hearts of stone turned into flesh
How theirs and Yours will start to mesh
Give me Your love for desperate friends
To seek You on behalf of them
To beg for mercy and for grace
So they might see Your aweseome face
For when our hearts are fixed on You
There's nothing else that we can do
- Castor

Thursday, September 30, 2010

How God Can Bless


If there is a way to tell you all about how God can bless

If you could share with me in God's presence in my mess

Oh what a wonderful grace would crash down

And break us to pieces, simply at the sound

Once we're broken and we've lost all our pride

God can start to make us anew from the inside

He'll show you everyday, just like He showed me

That He has truly loved us from the start of eternity

How real and true are His great acts of grace

That it's alomst as if we are seeing His face

- Castor

Friday, September 24, 2010

In God's Hands

I was talking with a friend recently, and I mentioned to him that I am in God's hands. Obviously this doesn't mean a huge giant I call God is phyically grasping me as we speak. So what really do I mean?

The way i understand it i have surrendered to God's will in my life. I am not only letting Him direct me, but rather i've climbed up into his arms and He's carrying me to where He wants me to go.

The tricky thing about this is it means i have no control. But the beauty of it is that it means God is in complete control. The same God who created our solar system and every intricacy therein is also carrying me. He knows better than I.

But often times i'll get bogged down with guilt from my sin. What's happening there? I believe an analogy i learned this summer describes it perfectly. Satan is called the accuser. One of his main gimmicks is telling us Christians we aren't good enough for God, and that we need to work harder. He injects guilt when we don't do this. This is like Satan putting a treadmill next to me as God is carrying me. Believing Satan's lie is like getting on the treadmill and try and run to where God is taking me. Imagine how ridulous that would look like. Not only am i not going anywhere by my own effort, but it should be clear that i am going somewhere because is holding me. Before i know it i'm exhausted and discouraged because i can't see past the stupid treadmill.

Here is where God's grace comes back into the picture. Inevitably my hard work, running as fast as i can on the treadmill, is going to give out and i'm going to fall hard. It'll hurt for sure (if you've ever fallen off a treadmill you know what i mean), but i'll just fall right back into God's hands. All i need to do is see it and believe it, and go back to relying on God's strength to get me through this life.

As soon as i start relying on my ability to please God, i'm getting right back on the treadmill.

My only problem now is God's hands are so big and powerful that i can't see over them. I'm doing all i can to peer in between his fingers to see where He's taking me. That's the real adventure.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Comtemplative Learning - (Smile)


This was a homework assignment i posted this evening in my Phil, Rel, and Environment class. I love the freedom i have in my given assignments.

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I walked into a field next to my house. The ground was wet from the recent rain. I walked barefoot in circles for a while. I looked down and noticed something small jump across my foot. I thought about all the millions of creatures that live in that field. Some probably even die in that field. Some probably don't live much longer than a few days. How short compared to my life. Then i thought about how short my life is compared to God's, who created me and the earth, and created time. How small my life is compared to His. Yet He tells me that He formed me in my mother's womb and knows me by name. And He loves me so much that He died for me. That truth is still somewhat incomprehensible.

Then lighting flashed. I immediately thought about how cool it is. And how it gives light to the whole world (as far as I can see) for just a second. Yet the light makes known all the secrets of the dark. Truth is in the light. In the darkness is held fears, mainly of the unknown. I think the spiritual world is like this too. Often times I know the truth. But when i'm surrounded by spiritual darkness, it's easy to forget what the truth looks like. But then I see flashes of God that remind of the truth all around me. It's scary but comforting at the same time.

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Journal Article Review for Research Methods

Christopher Randazzo – Philosophy Journal Article Review

“Free Will and the Problem of Evil”

Author: James Cain

Source: Religious Studies, Vol. 40, No. 4 (Dec., 2004), pp. 437-456

Published by: Cambridge University Press

Stable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/20008555

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The central problem of this article is to defend the incompatibilism that is required by the free will defense that allows for the problem of evil to arrive out of a misuse of our free will in a world created by an all perfect God. This article is in response to the objection that determinism can be compatible with free will in such a way that God might have predetermined our free will to be exercised sinlessly.

The way Cain goes about this is first to distinguish between three different types of compatibilism—metaphysical, conceptual, and epistemic—and the logical relationship between them. He explains that to say two statements are “compatible” means they can both be true at the same time, thus he breaks down the three types of compatibilism into representative truth statements. At first glance it looks like a complicated proof you might see in a logic and proof class, but all in all he is plainly using symbols to simplify long statements.

First he defines a statement (S) as metaphysically necessary if it is true with respect to every metaphysically possible world, and (S) as conceptually necessary if it is analytically true in each possible world. Likewise a statement (S) is metaphysically possible if the statement is true in at least one possible metaphysical world, and (S) is conceptually possible if the statement can by proved analytically in at least one possible world. Thus “metaphysical compatibility” is when two statements are metaphysically true at the same time. Likewise “conceptual compatibility” is when two statements are conceptually true at the same time. Cain makes the point that if two statements are conceptually compatible, they must be metaphysically compatible. On the other hand, two statements can be metaphysically compatible but not conceptually compatible. Cain practically skips over “epistemic compatibility” as he refers to it as the least plausible type of compatibilism because it is the most complex and includes the most variables.

Based on this point, Cain spends the majority of time talking about his “difficulties” with metaphysical compatibility because if he can persuade the reader that there are simply too many problems with this kind of compatibility, he has no need is expounding upon the other kinds of compatibility. Cain admits that metaphysical compatibilism is the most plausible for the opposing argument, but he is far from convinced. He does this by using typical arguments for compatibilism—namely paradigm-case arguments, conceptual analysis, and Frankfurt-style examples—and shows that they are poor proofs for compatibilism.

I think Cain’s article is true under the assumptions and definitions he uses, most of which I would agree with. But there are so many terms to define and base assumptions made that one can hardly fully agree. Another sense of this article’s “trueness” is that Cain does not boldly say that one side of the argument is true or false. He does not refute the opposing argument as false, but only shows “difficulties,” and he only spends about a page arguing for his own side, which is no “proof” by any stretch of the word.

However, this article is still profitable to reader because Cain is not trying to convince the reader that his thoughts are irrefutable truths, but rather to think through the issue of free will and determinism in a new, hopefully clearer, way.

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The journal Religious Studies is peer-reviewed by a renowned international board of scholars to ensure that the articles are of the highest quality.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

A Word to New Students:


Pray
If God is for you, who can be against you?
When the comforts of this world drift away
When it's sunny with a high of 75
And the leaves of the trees in millions of colors
Cannot cheer you up
When sunsets, sunrises, and wind just makes you cry
Cast your cares on God, because He cares for you
Take comfort in your faith
Comfort in your sufferings
Knowing that God came
Not to bring peace, but a sword
To fight the powers of this world
Powers of darkness and famine
Of riches of fame
Of loneliness
Pray
And have joy
Count it all joy
For climax of this play is grace
This stage's star is perfect
And He brought you into His act
Because He loves
Pray

Friday, July 23, 2010

"It's not the best"

There are a few sayings my mom used to say to me and my brothers all the time when i was a little kid. And one sticks out to me more than all the rest. This thought has shaped how i think. It creeps back in my mind and convicts me. I have no doubt that i will remember this saying on my death bad, even if i forget who my mom is.

If we asked her why we couldn't have that cereal, or watch that t.v. show, or own that item, or eat that candy, she would tell us, "it's not the best." If the youthgroup at my church was participating in a certain event that my parents didn't want us to go to, my mom would say, "It's not 'what's wrong with it?', but its just not the best."

My mom always wanted the best for us. And when someone like John Piper agrees, it's like
honey on my lips.

In his book Don't Waste Your Life, Piper talks about the right questions and the wrong ones:

People who are content with the avoidance ethic generally ask the wrong question about behavior. They ask, What's wrong with it? What's wrong with this movie? Or this music? Or this game? Or these companions? Or this way of relaxing? Or this investment? Or this restaurant? Or shopping at this store? What wrong with going to the cabin every weekend? Or having a cabin? This kind of question will rarely yield a lifestyle that commends Christ as all-satisfying and makes people glad in God. It simply results in a list of don'ts. If feeds the avoidance ethic.
The better questions to ask about possible behaviors is: How will this help me treasure Christ more? How will it help me show that i do treasure Christ? How will it help me know Christ or display Christ? The Bible says, "Whether you eat or drink, or whatever you do, do all to the glory of God" (I Corinthians 10:31). So the question is mainly positive, not negative. How can I portray God as glorious in this action? How can I enjoy making much of him in this behavior?


I think this is what my mom was getting at, only not in so many words.

Thanks mom!


Thursday, July 22, 2010

A Tragedy In the Making


Have you ever read something, and immediately thought, "that's me!" This is a passage from John Piper's book "Don't Waste Your Life." where that to me severely. I think it accurately decribes a tragedy in the making that still has a partial hold on my life, but also in the lives of millions in our culture.

"You may not be sure that you want your life to make a difference. Maybe you don't care very much whether you make a lasting difference for the sake of something great. You just want people to like you. If people would just like being around you, you'd be satisfied. Or if you could just have a good job with a good wife, or husband, and a couple of good kids and a nice car and long weekends and a few good friends, a fun retirement, and a quick and easy death, and no hell--if you could have all that (even without God)--you would be satisfied. That is a tragedy in the making. A wasted life."

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

In Honor of Rosamond Herklots

23 years ago today a woman named Rosamond Herklots died. I stumbled upon a hymn she wrote last Sunday in church. This is one of the most beautiful hymns i have ever read.

"Forgive our sins as we forgive"
You taught us Lord to pray
But You alone can grant us grace
To live the works we say
How can Your pardon reach and bless
The unforgiving heart
That broods on wrongs and will not let
Old bitterness depart?
In blazing light Your cross reveals
The truth we dimly knew
How trifling others debts to us
How great our debt to You
Lord cleanse the depths within our souls
And bid resentment cease
Then by Your beauty reconciled
Our lives will spread Your peace -- Rosamond Herklots

As i was reading Acts, it is wonderful to see all the different people God uses to spread the gospel. Ananias, Aeneas, Tabitha, Cornelius, Paul (formerly a persecutor of Christians), and Peter (formerly nothing but an unschooled fisherman). Fastforward to today. The hymnal is full of the art of hundred of different poets and musicians. Each author has experienced the life-transforming power of the glory of the greatness of the grace of God! God has used each one to help Christians all around the world preach the gospel to themselves through song!

23 years ago the Lord took home one of His own. Paul said, "to live is Christ, and to die is gain" (Philippians 1:21). If we truly believe that, then 23 years ago today, Rosamond gained. And to this very day, 23 years later, she has no less days to sing God's praise!

Monday, July 19, 2010

The Power of Grace

"BUT BY THE GRACE OF GOD I AM WHAT I AM, AND HIS GRACE TO ME WAS NOT WITHOUT EFFECT. NO, I WORKED HARDER THAN ALL OF THEM -- YET NOT I, BUT THE GRACE OF GOD THAT WAS WITH ME." - 1 COR 15:10

At a Bible study tonight we listened to John Piper talk about the power of future grace. And by future grace, he means the grace that God has given to us moment-by-moment. And in this grace, Paul tells the Corthinthians, is power. We humans are sinful, weak, and unholy (Rom 3:23, Is 64:6), but God has given us the Holy Spirit, and through Him the power of grace. Grace is what saved from our sinful nature and the punishment of sin (Eph 2:8). Grace is what allows us to resist sin and live a life pleasing to God (Tit 2:11-12). Grace is what humbles us, pointing us always to the giver of grace: God. How can we do anything but praise Him for such a gift.

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Next Chapter: John Piper

John Piper has recently become very influential in my growth in my relationship with God this summer. I started by watching a sermon a friend recommended to me concerning the importance living off the Word of God. There is a book he wrote a while back called Desiring God: Meditations of a Christian Hedonist. I haven't read the book yet, but i'm starting to watch his seminars on the subject through the website desiringgod.org - which is a website devoted to John Piper's ministries. The site is a great tool and full of wonderful resources.

This post is a summery of the first lesson of the seminar for Desiring God, and it is the summery of his philosophy of Christian Hedonism.

Christian Hedonism
1. The longing to be happy is a universal human experience and is good, not sinful.
2. We should never try to deny or resist our longing to be happy as though it were a bad impulse but instead we should seek to intensity this longing and nourish it with whatever will provide the deepest and most enduring satisfaction.
3. The deepest and most enduring satisfaction is found only in God. (Ps. 16:11)
4. The happiness we find in God reaches its consumation when it expands to meet the needs of others in the manifold ways of love
5. Therefore: To the extent we try to abandon the pursuit of our own pleasure we fail to honor God and love people... in other words: The pursuit of pleasure is a necessary part of all worship and virtue.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Image of the Invisible

We're more than carbon and chemicals
We are the image of the invisible
Free will is ours and we can't let go
We are the image of the invisible
We can't allow this, the quiet cull
We are the image of the invisible
So we sing out this, our canticle
We are the image of the invisible

We all were lost now we are found
No one can stop us or slow us down
We are the named and we are known
We know that we'll never walk alone

We're more than static and dial tone
We are the image of the invisible
We're emblematic of the unknown
We are the image of the invisible
So raise the banner, bend back your bows
We are the image of the invisible
Remove the cancer, take back your souls
We are the image of the invisible

We all were lost now we are found
No one can stop us or slow us down
We are the named and we are known
We know that we'll never walk alone

Though all the world may hate us, we are named
The shadow overtake us, we are known

Raise up the banner, bend back your bows
Remove the cancer, take back your souls

- Thrice
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He is the image of the invisible God
The firstborn over all creation
For by him all things were created
Things in heaven and on earth
Visible and invisible
Whether thrones or powers or rulers and authorities
All things were created by him and for him
He is before all things
And in him all things hold together

- Col 1:15-17
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So God created man in his own image
In the image of God he created him
Male and female he created them

- Gen 1:27

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Concerning Concerns about Christianity

I talked to a man today... more than an acquaintance, but not quite a friend.

He thought Christianity was bull crap.

Why?

1) Billy Graham's son once said in a sermon, addressing non-believers "your god is not my god"

He took this to mean that Graham's son thought there was more than one god. My friend didn't think this could be, so instead of believing in one god, he simply believes in a higher power that no one knows.

He also doesn't think this god causes harm or helps people out. He doesn't think god is the kind of person who harms people, but he also has experienced too much pain and seen his Christian mother suffer too much to think that god helps out believers.

2) He heard a paster once say the more money you give the more god will bless you. He has heard about how pastors, when they train, are trained in how to get their church to give.

Thus he thinks that the church is only a lucrative business, and being a pastor just another way to bring home the bacon.

3) His heard a pastor say that if you didn't read his Bible, then you aren't reading the Bible at all.

He thinks the pastor is referring to all the different translations, and thinks that each new one waters it down more and more. So how can a religion be worth following, according to him, if everyone is reading a different book, each watered down from the original.

Then he told me the only pastor he likes to listen to is Joel Osteen. He was frank with me, so i was frank with him: i told him most Christians i know reject Osteen as a real Christian (or at least one worth listening to). When we differed on opinion, he exclaimed the problem he had with Christians believing so many different things. It seems to him it is all a matter of opinion, and so how could any one person's opinion be right (meaning how can one know who is telling the truth who doesn't already have the truth).

4) He also brought up the pope, and all the problems catholic priests are having. I don't really need to say much further here... he definitely was right about that.

All this mixed with 55 years of life experience to back up his ideas and a pretty stern and stubborn attitude, it was a very difficult conversation for me to have.

We agreed to disagree... but i still went away from the conversation a little disappointed with the Church as a whole. Why can't there just be one church that is telling the world the same thing?

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

The Golden Rule and Categorical Imperative

The Golden Rule
"Love the Lord your God with all your heart
all your soul
all your strength
and all your mind... and love your neighbor as yourself" (Luke 10)

What does it mean to love your neighbor as yourself?

Immanuel Kant gives, in my opinion, a pretty close answer. He is not directly answering this question, but instead he is amidst answering the overarching question "What is the right thing for me to do?" He came up with the categorical imperative.

Act only on that maxim wherby thou
canst at the same time will that it should
become a universal law

Basically this means that when considering if an action is right or wrong, hypothesize that everyone in the world is faced with the same choice. If the action is something it is clear would be beneficial if everyone in the world did it, then it is the right thing to do. On the other hand, if the action is something that would be clearly detrimental if everyone in the world did it, then it would be the wrong thing to do. Or... doing what we would want everyone else to do... which is kind of like doing unto others what we would have them do to us... or loving our neighbor as ourselves.

So, should i post this blog? Well, i wouldn't mind if everyone in the world published a blog about drawing connections between the Bible and philosophical passages, all in an attempt to improve the way we think and live. So yea, i think i should.

Thursday, April 29, 2010

If i had one wish...

... i don't know what i'd wish for.

But if i had a million-zillion wishes...*

[not nec. in any order]

1. The ability to read without getting tired
2. Live in a community that goes no further than 15 min away from me.
3. Live in the same state as Corban
4. pizza making skills
5. the candy section of a walgreens
6. a camera
7. garage band
8. blogging skills


*Thanks to Relient K for the Inthperatiun

Monday, April 26, 2010

The Situation

The Situation: you are walking to class. you aren't quite late for class, but if you delayed for any reason, you might be. Then you see in the distance, walking your direction, that friend.


That friend: that friend is a person you remember their name, but only cuz it's a little weird--like a girl named sam or ryan, or a guy named tracy or lynn--and you don't have anything in common (that you know of), nor do you have any fun experience in the past to reminisce about.


Option 1: Look at the ground, at that cool tree to the right, or pretend you are on the phone... all in attempt to pretend that you don't see that person.


Option 2: Wait until you're right next to the person to notice it's them, so that you turn and walk backwards a little as you say hi... point behind you as if you're late for class, and turn and continue on your way.


Option 3: Follow their eyes till they notice you, stop in front of them and say hello, as if to imply you'd like to make small talk for a minute or so. But here, you must be conversational.


Conversational: being conversational means coming up with something to talk about when there is really nothing to talk about. But silence is soooo awkward... too awkward... hence the tool "conversation" is used. Some call this "small talk". They call it small because it is weak, shallow, and unnecessary. Touted as an important life skill, being conversational can do anything from lead you into a great conversation (that could eventually lead to a gr3at friendship) to immediately turning you off to someone's good graces (making a bad impression and possibly causing a continual awkward acquaintance).


Awkward Acquaintance: Exa. [The following is an example of something that actually happened to me] ... [actually, i'm not going to post this story because it is so recent, and this person is soooo awkward, that they might actually read this due to their stalking personality and approach me about it, only leading to yet another situation.]


Friday, April 2, 2010

"Via Dolorosa"

"I want to paint a picture in your mind... a picture of 2000 years ago... and Jesus walking in the streets of Jerusalem with a cross on his back... Roman soldiers playing drums... people around Jesus crying... some of the people are laughing at him... but God loved you so much that He gave his only begotten son... for you will live eternally if you believe in Him." - Rodrigo Rodriguez


I was privileged enough to see Rodrigo Rodriguez paint this same picture at NGU one evening. Truly incredible. This is an example of a man using his talents to bring glory God.


Thursday, April 1, 2010

It Must Be Somewhere Else

Love doesn't rise with the sun
It doesn't fall with the wind
It must be somewhere, it must be somewhere
Love doesn't shine with the stars
It doesn't glow with the moon
It must be somewhere, it must be somewhere else

Love doesn't bloom with the spring
It doesn't die with the dead
It must be somewhere, it must be somewhere
Love doesn't sink with the waves
It doesn't fly with the wind
It must be somewhere, it must be somewhere else

Monday, March 29, 2010

Friday, March 26, 2010

To My Knowledge...


So i just finished the epistemology part of my philosophy class.

Two main thoughts
  1. Rationalism - we gain knowledge from reason
  2. Empiricism - we gain knowledge from sense experience
After reading about the leaders in these fields, i lean towards empiricism. However, i don't think we are born with a tabula rasa [blank slate]. I think we are born with some innate ideas that guide our humanity. So I'm not an extremest for either side.

But what about knowledge from Divine revelation from God? Would that fall under experience? I feel like it should have its own catagory. I'm sure i'm not the first to think about this, so i wonder what that philosophy is called - knowledge from God...

... Revelationism?

Maybe people haven't used this because the "knowledge" we have from God isn't "certain".

However, I've always considered God's revelatation [His Word] to be the most reliable source of knowledge in the universe.


My Prayer


I’m trying hard to fall in love with you

Cuz I know you’re the best one to pursue

You’ve given me a reason for each day

Help my heart understand

When my eyes cannot see, I pray


Fill me up with your love

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*I wrote some music to this, but i don't have any recording equipment. One day.

Monday, March 22, 2010

"Meditation"

Rene Descartes (reh-nay day-cart)
(1596-1650)
French
Went to college from age 8 to 16
Studied logic, philosophy, and mathematics
His work "Meditations" was published in 1641*

MEDITATIONS ON THE FIRST PHILOSOPHY IN WHICH THE EXISTENCE OF GOD AND THE DISTINCTION BETWEEN MIND AND BODY ARE DEMONSTRATED

  • He searched for an undoubted truth. So he used the method of doubt. Anything he could possible doubt for any reason, he discarded. This is important to understand, because this is why he threw off using God as a basis for any of his truth. He, as well as I, believed that we know God via faith not fact.
  • He discards any knowledge we get from sense perception, because ours senses can deceive us (like how a stick looks like it bends when you stick it in water).
  • He discards knowledge from the senses because he could be insane, and imagining everything he sees, feels, etc.
  • He discards knowledge from the senses because he could be dreaming.
  • He doubts the sciences because they "are very dubious and uncertain" but verifies mathematical truths because they are true whether or not he is dreaming.
  • He discards knowledge from the senses because God could be an evil genius who "has employed his while energies in deceiving me."

  • Thus he concludes that the mind is more knowable than the body.
  • He doubts everything he sees, and so discards it.
  • Then he says, "I myself, am I knot at least something... was I not then likewise persuaded that I did not exist... of a surety I myself did exist since I persuaded myself of something... then without a doubt I exist also if [God] deceives me, and let him deceive me as much as he will, he can never cause me to be nothing so long as I think that I am something.
  • Thus he concludes "I am, I exist, is necessarily true each time that I pronounce it, or that I mentally conceive it."
We are more familiar with I think therefore I am... but there it is.

COMMENTS
I always considered Descartes to be a heathen because he discarded God as a source of truth, but according to his method of doubt, it fits fine. I am good with it now.
In the beginning of his meditation, he stated that he waited until he was retired--removed from all the passions of youth, distractions and ambitions, etc--to start on his journey of finding indubitable truth. This makes a lot of sense. I feel like a lot of these concepts would be easier to hold on to if i wasn't in the place Descartes specifically avoided before meditating on such topics.
I love his method of doubt, and all the ideas he had. I recognize it wasn't perfect, but i still enjoy his thoughts. After all they are, simply put, meditations.
I doing this summery/endnotes because it helps with my studies (I have an exam tomorrow), and it fits perfectly under why I write this blog: (one of the reasons being) to write about what i think about what i read. Any thoughts on Descartes?

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Philosophers According to Wikipedia

Philosophy as a profession doesn't really exist. I'm taking an Intro to Philosophy class, and i was interested in what each philosopher really does / did for his/her career. So i looked up on wikipedia what each person is known for first, and this is what i found.

Saint Anselm "The Ontological Argument" - monk
Saint Thomas Aquinas "Whether God Exists" - priest
William Paley "The Teleological Argument" - British Christian apologist
David Hume - "Why Does God Let People Suffer" - Scottish philosopher
Fyodor Dostoevsky - Russian writer
Soren Kierkegaard "The Leap of Faith and the Limits of Reason" - Danish philosopher
William James "The Will to Believe" - American psychologist
John Wisdom "Gods" - British philosopher
Plato "Myth of the Cave" - Classical greek philosopher
Rene Descartes "Meditation" - French philosopher
Lewis Carroll "Through the Looking Glass" - English author
Bertrand Russell "Appearance and Reality - British philosopher
John Locke "Where Our Ideas Come From" - English philosopher
George Berkeley "To Be is To Be Perceived" - Anglo-Irish philosopher
Lorraine Code "What Can She Know" - (not on wikipedia)
Jonathan Swift "Getting Rid of Words" - Anglo-Irish satirist
Ludwig Wittgenstein "Meaning as Use" - Austrian-British philospher
Benjamin Whorf "Language, Thought and Reality" - American linguist
Steven Pinker "The Language Instinct" - Canadian-American psychologist
Stephanie Ross "How Words Hurt" - (not on wikipedia)
Epicurus "The Pursuit of Pleasure" - Ancient Greek philosopher
Confucius "The Analects" - Chinese thinker
Aristotle "Happiness and The Good Life" - Greek philosopher
Immanuel Kant "Foundations of the Metaphysics of Morals" - German philosopher
John Stuart Mill "Utilitarianism" - English philosopher
Friedrich Nietzsche "The Natural History of Morals" - German philosopher
A.J. Ayer "Emotivism" - British philosopher
Claudia Card "One Feminist View of Ethics" - (not on wikipedia)
Bob Kane "Through the Moral Maze" - comic book artist
Baron d'Holbach "Are We Cogs in the Universe" - French-German author
John Hospers "Meaning and Free Will" - presidential candidate
Jean-Paul Sartre ""Freedom and Responsibility" - French philosopher
B.F. Skinner "Freedom and the Control of Men" - American psychologist

Hmm... 16/33 are actually philosophers (or at least known as philosophers according to wiki). Since i'm still officially a math major (and not a philosopher yet), i can reliably tell you that is just under 50%. Although i had originally wanted to research what their actual occupation was, i suppose using wiki's first vocation only tells us what they are knows for, and since philosophical writings are really cool, thats what alot of them are known for. I imagine the only real philosopher by vocation isn't on this list: Socrates. He didn't write anything down. He didn't make any cash. But then again, neither did Jesus. Hmmm...

It's good to be back on th'internet.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Big Break 2010

This is basically a journal excerpt
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I feel like I finally understand what it means to be free from sin. Hersh explained that when he called "The Great Exchange." The Great Exchange was when Jesus died for our sins. At that moment, He traded all of His righteousness for all our sin. He suffered the punishment of our sin so that we could experience what Paul talks about in Romans 8:1-2 and II Corinthians 5:21 -


"Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in

Christ Jesus, because through Christ Jesus the law of the Spirit

of life set me free from the law of sin and death."

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"God made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him

we might become the righteousness of God."


There is nothing I can do, even through obedience, that will bring me to a point of being more righteous before God. If there was anything I could that would make me more righteous, then Jesus' death wasn't quite enough. We will sin, but after we sin we should not believe the lie that says we aren't good enough for God to use us. I have heard a few stories this week about how God has used non-Christians to lead others Christ miraculously, and then countless stories from CRU college students this week about how God has worked miracles to open doors and share the hope Jesus has to offer to what will hopefully be hundreds by the end of the week (which I suppose is counting, so ignore the colloquialism used at the beginning of the sentence).

Saturday, February 27, 2010

Living With My Shoes On

This poem was inspired by Mollie Jones and a metaphor of hers.

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Living With My Shoes On

Gardens surround the red brick path

And lead me to the charming red door

A welcome mat and flower pots

Implore me to want to see more

I step inside the homiest house

Looking over the loveliest lawn

The cozy couches calling my name

But I choose to keep my shoes on

~

The fireplace cracks and keeps me warm

The carpet is white, cozy, and soft

Chocolate served hot is cupped in my hand

As I hear music played in the loft

My hosts beg me to feel right at home

They’ve made it so I feel drawn

But respectfully I must decline

And I choose to keep my shoes on

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They show me to their best guest room

They say “stay as long as you want”

A king size bed and flat screen TV

Thousands of books, from Plato to Kant

A room so tempting to say the least

Relaxing, it seems, as I yawn

But I say "no thanks" as I head for the door

Because I’m living with my shoes on

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Barren the Adventurer (2)

Barren had not gone far when he came upon his first adventure. As Barren got close, he noticed another bird doing something to the narrow land, but he could not tell what exactly. He addressed the bird in hopes of passing him without trouble.

“Greetings, my name is Barren.”

“Greetings of the same; it is good to meet you Barren. My name is Christian, but most birds around here call me the Pointless Planter.

“Might I ask what you are doing to the ground?” asked Barren.

“I have this seed I am trying to plant in the narrow land. Nothing has grown yet, but I trust that when the time is right, my seed will sprout.”

Barren did not understand. He had only ever heard of food crawling around to the surface of the land, but never grown. Yet the Pointless Planter seemed to carry with him a wisdom he had not seen in any other bird, so he brought himself to inquire about his mystery.
“Do you know anything about what is beyond the blinding whiteness?” Barren asked.

“Certainly. I’ve been there. Being outside of this blinding whiteness is the most wonderful experience in life.”

“Really, what is it like?” Barren asked excitedly.

“You can see more than only birds' faces; you can see the rest of their beings too. You can see every bird, all the wonderful different kinds. And there are other birds, but different than birds. But this is the best part: we, birds, can fly.”

Barren did not know what “fly” meant, but it sounded wonderful to him. “How can I get to everything you are talking about, beyond the blinding whiteness?” Barren asked.

“It is simple, but very difficult. You must jump off the narrow land.”

“But that is suicide. I will die.” Barren shouted angrily. After the Pointless Planter’s answer to his last question, Barren’s demeanor ran from excitement to resentfully doubtful. Barren passed the Pointless Planter disappointedly. As he passed, the Pointless Planter told him, “You must die to truly live. But if you ever decide to jump off, God will catch you.”

Barren heard what the Pointless Planter said, but he was not listening anymore. He had heard of God before, but knew nothing about him. Saddened that his first adventure left him more confused than before, he continued on his journey to the end of the land, determined to find out what was beyond the blinding whiteness.

(to be continued)

Monday, February 22, 2010

Barren the Adventurer

Once upon a time there lived a group of birds. The land they lived on was very narrow; so narrow that hardly two could fit side by side without one falling off the land. Of course this is what they understood to be death. The other strange part of this land was no one could see any further than right in front of their faces. Everything was like a blinding whiteness. As a result, the only faces some ever saw were those of their family and their close friends. Also, since the land wasn’t very wide, you couldn’t walk from one end of the land to the other, so most spent all of their lives on the same segment of the land.

There were a few adventurers who wanted to go to the end of the land. This meant they needed to meet many different birds and pass them to continue their journey, and if they met a bird who didn’t want to be passed, they would have to turn around or fight to the death. Great stories were told of those who made it to the end of the land, but most of those stories ended with the adventurer disappearing.

One day a bird was born whose name was Barren. Barren lived on the far left side of the land. He had one brother and four sisters, but because the land was so narrow, he only ever saw his parents and brother. Barren’s parents were like most birds’ parents. They caught worms that climbed around to the surface of the land as food, they told him not to talk to birds with voices they didn’t recognize, and taught him the best way to live on the land was never to show your face to anyone you didn’t trust and never to pass people as much as you could help it.

When Barren was past of age of learning to catch worms for himself, he became very dissatisfied with his life. He thought there had to be more to life than hopping around the narrow land and only ever seeing two or three other birds. Barren wanted to know if there was something more than the blinding whiteness everyone was accustomed to. And he heard stories from his brother of famous birds, adventurers, who traveled to the end of the land. So one day, Barren decided to become one of the adventurers.

(to be continued...)

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Time Is More Fleeting Than a Bunch of Ships


Psalm 90 - A prayer of Moses the man of God

A thousand years in your sight are like a day that has just gone by... [our days] are like the new grass of the morning--though in the morning it springs up new, by evening it is dry and withered... the length of our days is seventy years--or eighty, if we have the strength... they quickly pass, and we fly away... teach us to number our days aright, that we may gain a heart of wisdom...

May the favor of the Lord our God rest upon us; establish the work of our hands for us--yes, establish the work of our hands.

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"Time Is..." - DC TALK

You got a gift and you best start using it
Cuz if you don't you're gonna wind up losing it
Just like the brother who buried it deep
The task was simple but the price was steep
We got a mission while we're on this earth
We need to tell people 'bout our second birth
Get busy like a school boy making an "A"
Cause time my brother is tickin' away

Time is tickin' away
Tick tick tickin' away

Right now is the time that we gotta get with it
The gift that He's given ain't just an exhibit
But a tool that He's given us to use for His sake
And just as He's given He can surely take
The signs of the times are dropping like flies
The cries of the people around us imply
They're lookin' for an answer that we already know
But time is definitely on the go

All the money in the world can never stop the hands of time
And a wasted day in your life is more than a crime

Time is tickin'
It keeps on tickin'
Time is tickin' away


Wednesday, February 17, 2010

James' Return

It was just an ordinary Sunday morning, or so i thought. I was enjoying my breakfast when the usual rush to leave for church commenced.

"Is everybody dressed well? Fix your tie! Oh, we're going to be late!" shouted my mother. She seemed a little more concerned this morning than usual.

"Whats so special about this morning?" i asked.

"James, Mr Cunningham's oldest, has come home and is going to speak." she said. But she didn't just say it. Excitement poured out of her body. Of course i knew why. We hadn't seen James in years, and the stories about him were spreading like wildfire. Everyone was talking about him and how amazing he had become, practically worshiping him. Even crazy old Johnny liked James. I couldn't wait to see him.

We finally set out and walked briskly to church. Everyone in town was there, even the skeptics. We sang the usual hymns and recited the usual psalms. I always wished we had more than psalms to recite. Maybe some of the early Testament's stories or words of the prophets from the end of the Testament. But the Psalms were good.
Then James got up to speak. The church leaders handed him a copy of the Testament. He opened it to Isaiah and began to read:

"THE SPIRIT OF THE LORD IS ON ME, BECAUSE HE HAS ANOINTED ME TO PREACH GOOD NEWS TO THE POOR. HE HAS SENT ME TO PROCLAIM FREEDOM FOR THE PRISONERS AND RECOVERY OF SIGHT FOR THE BLIND, TO RELEASE THE OPPRESSED, TO PROCLAIM THE YEAR OF THE LORD'S FAVOR."

He gave the Testament back to the church leaders, and then looked at the crowd. I could tell every eye focused in on what he was about to say next.

"Today this prophesy is being fulfilled in me as i speak." Everyone in the church looked astonished that he would make such a claim.

"Isn't this Mr. Cunningham's son?" muttered dad, leaning over to me and mom. Then James continued.

"You probably are going to ask me to do all the wonderful things here that i've been doing around the countryside, but i won't be able to. No prophet is accepted in his hometown. If you recall the stories of Elijah and how he didn't perform miracles in Israel, then you'll understand."

This time my dad didn't mutter. He, along with the other townsmen, jumped up and started yelling at James. Then they started rushing at James like they wanted to kill him. It only took me a second to realized they did want to kill him. The church leaders apprehended him and started marching him to the outskirts of town; I even overheard Mr. Smith tell my dad they were taking him to Cain's Canyon, just north of the abandoned town hall where the town originated.

I didn't have time to think if this was right and wrong, but i had to see what was going to happen.
Finally, i learned they were taking him to Cain's Canyon. I didn't want to see James die, so i pleaded with my dad, "Look at him. What has he done?" He looked at me, then looked at James.

"I am looking at him, son," he said with hatred in his eyes, "and he might as well have publicly declared himself a traitor."

I looked over to see James' face one more time, but he was gone. I knew we were still a mile out from Cain's Canyon, so i didn't know what was happening. Turned out i wasn't alone. He had vanished into thin air. Everyone fell silent. All I could hear on the walk home was the sound of our boots knocking up the dirt that the wind carried on to the next town.