is not nice. Not nice at all.
One of my colleagues has petitioned me to get an iPad. Just say no to colleagues!
Showing posts with label temptation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label temptation. Show all posts
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Candle Mass
It's candle mass day!
When the light of the world enters the world, how is it that I'm cranky? The wind is blowing irritation and we'll be seeing anger with a high of fierce tempers. Oh, the weather pattern of the spiritual life ain't easy. On the upside, I have more blessed candles which is a good thing.
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
A Christian fraud
It seems I have many similarities with my atheist brothers and sisters.
Atheists take by faith the nonexistence of God much as I as a Christian take by faith the existence of God.
An atheist throughout life is beset by silent yearnings to believe in God much as I am tempted to disbelieve in God, to doubt His existence.
When that dis-belief occurs, it is real, tangible and frighteningly obvious. It is precisely then that I cling to faith with every ounce of energy I have even while I know, believe and tell myself, 'You my dear, are a genuine fraud.'
I can't imagine what years of that type of temptation is like. Blessed Mother Teresa did and by all accounts it was dreadfully awful. I can barely manage the terror of the temptations (as a matter of fact I can't) but that is exactly what it is: sheer utter incomprehensible terror.
Does that make me a Christian fraud? Perhaps or perhaps it makes me a genuine Christian.
Atheists take by faith the nonexistence of God much as I as a Christian take by faith the existence of God.
An atheist throughout life is beset by silent yearnings to believe in God much as I am tempted to disbelieve in God, to doubt His existence.
When that dis-belief occurs, it is real, tangible and frighteningly obvious. It is precisely then that I cling to faith with every ounce of energy I have even while I know, believe and tell myself, 'You my dear, are a genuine fraud.'
I can't imagine what years of that type of temptation is like. Blessed Mother Teresa did and by all accounts it was dreadfully awful. I can barely manage the terror of the temptations (as a matter of fact I can't) but that is exactly what it is: sheer utter incomprehensible terror.
Does that make me a Christian fraud? Perhaps or perhaps it makes me a genuine Christian.
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