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Book Review: With the Old Breed

With the Old Breed: At Peleliu and OkinawaWith the Old Breed: At Peleliu and Okinawa by Eugene B. Sledge

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

A great read. Straight forward, not overly sentimental or harsh. Just a man who survived two of the worst battles in the Pacific telling us what happened. I think the HBO series  “The Pacific” was based on this. As I read it two things struck me.

First, the invasion of Japan would have been the most costly battle in the history of mankind. There are problems with dropping the atomic bombs. After Nagasaki and Hiroshima the world was never the same. As a Christian I am adamantly opposed to civilian deaths. But reading this book one begins to realize that the Japanese had no intention of surrending. The toll on American soldiers, Japanese soldiers and Japanese civilians would have been astronomic if America had been forced to invade. So all the armchair generals who think we messed up by dropping the A-Bomb need to read this book and remember that it took more than 80 days and over 110,000 dead Japanese to get a six mile island named Okinawa. My point here is not to justify the dropping of the atomic bombs, but simply to say that the things are never as cut and dry as we want them to be. It is easy for us to look back and say, “We should have done this or should have done that.”  War is hell. Often there are no easy, right, or bloodless answers.

Second, I realized that if our generation (I am thirty-six) was called upon to do what these men had to do there is little doubt we would fail. As a culture we do not have the backbone or courage to fight like those men did. I am not saying there are not brave men in the military. I have family members whom I love and admire who are in the military. So there are individuals and groups, who could do this. But WWII was a sustained effort over many years, by hundreds of thousands of people, that was a huge sacrifice, not just for the soldiers, but for those at home as well. I am not convinced that in our narcissistic, entitled, American culture we could do that again. I am reminded that our generation has not been called upon to sacrifice much.  If the moment came where we had to, would we? Would I?

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Logic or Dialectic? Which one? When?

NORMS AND NOBILITY

Logic or Dialectic? Which one? When? These terms are not mutually exclusive and must, in fact, be employed in conjunction for either to function properly, but in the book Norms and Nobility, David Hicks points out that emphasis may be laid on one or the other depending on the accepted concept of “truth” in a particular cultural climate. The epistemological trends of a people will necessitate whether “dialectic” or “logic” is most often employed, stemming from which one carries the most weight in public discourse.

“The seven liberal arts of antiquity included the four preliminary studies of arithmetic, geometry, harmonics, and astronomy, followed by three advanced disciplines of grammar, which combined literary history and linguistic study, rhetoric, and dialectic. This curriculum passed through the Romans to the Latin West and formed the basis for the medieval quadrivium and trivium. During the Middle Ages, the trivium was generally taught first, with logic taking the place of dialectic. This substitution was not accidental. For an age that possessed the Truth, the dialectical search for truth was a fruitless and even frivolous, irreverent endeavor. When one knows the truth, one has no need for dialectic – all one needs is logic. Yet to an age like ours, lacking the confidence (some would say the complacency) of the early Christian era, the dialectic holds out a serious method of study imbued with a noble purpose.” (p. 66)

No single book, much less a single paragraph, even asks all the questions, much less answers them, and David Hicks does not even remotely pretend to do that, but we would do well to listen when he offers his finely honed opinion on education. The really exciting thing about this quote is that it is only the first paragraph of an entire chapter brimming with both information and provocation–answering old questions and prompting many glorious new ones. It is a book to be read, studied, treasured, and implemented.

 

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Men Without Balls: The Difference Between Elves & Spacers

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The Caves of Steel trilogy, or the Robot series, by Isaac Asimov was one of my favorite works as a child. In fact, thanks to my mother, Isaac Asimov was one of my favorite authors as a child; I say that even though I hated Foundation. I loved Galactic Empire, and the Black Widower stories, and The Gods Themselves. I believe my introduction to him was my mother’s copy of The Stars, Like Dust, a title which caught me with its beauty and punctuation at age nine.

I will tell you the three things that impressed me most about the Robot series, in which a human and android detective combine to solve murders while awesomely revealing and expounding to the reader sci-fi tropes of far-reaching societal consequence. (bam!) The first was the dark, warm, and hardly understood feels evoked by the romantic tension between Lije Bailey and Gladia in The Naked Sun, the second was the exploration of Earth public restroom etiquette in Caves of Steel (men never ever ever spoke to each other), and the third was the deleterious effect of the incredibly long lives of the Spacers on them individually and on their society.

Spacers, who were descended from the best Earth had to offer, and had departed purged of all disease, ruled every part of the galaxy they had explored. And they did not permit the short-lived and disease-ridden Earth-dwellers to leave their planet and pollute the cosmos. They lived for 300 or more years, feared death, lacked initiative, moved slowly, and craved safety.

Recall that the largest literary loom that loomed in my childhood was The Lord of the Rings. In that tapestry, the immortal elves were doomed to leave the world to men. They were the first children, and lived forever, but knew that the second children, doomed to die, had a fate beyond death that brought them closer to the Creator (although that is only explicitly stated in The Silmarillion, which I read years later). There is undoubtedly a bittersweetness to the elves’ immortality, but that never robbed them of this: they blessed their world. The elves were crafters and gardeners and musicians and smiths and architects and poets. They made beauty appear everywhere they went.

I loved Lije Baley and R. Daneel Olivaw so much as a kid. I’m telling you, I read his adventures over and over again. But I knew, even as a child, what the difference between the worlds of Asimov and Tolkien were. There was no God in Asimov, and there was in Tolkien.

“If you were to die now,” says Hans Fastolfe the Spacer to Lije Baley the Earther, “you would lose perhaps forty years of your life, probably less. If I were to die, I would lose a hundred fifty years, probably more.” Spacers fear death, and the murder in their midst is too terrifying for them to contemplate.

Meanwhile, from the Wars of Beleriand to the dawning of the Age of Men, the elves, a noble race but not without their moral failings, not only continue to make beautiful things, but continue to lay down their lives for their world and for Men.

What’s the difference between elves and Spacers? I’ll tell you.

Elves know where they go when they die. They go to be in the light of Ilúvatar, who is a Christ-figure. In fact, they don’t have to die to go there; they can sail there if they wish, though Men may not. The ones who stay love Creation, and will die for it, knowing what their blessed fate is.

C. S. Lewis feared that without the God of Christ we would become “men without chests”. I believe we have become such men. But there is another organ missing. We don’t live to 350 and own 10,000 robots, but we do live to 90 and own 3 robots. That apparently is enough.

We are the men without balls.

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The Inklings of Oxford

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Review by Marc Hays

I am not familiar with how many books like this may exist. I am sure that personalities such as C. S. Lewis and J. R. R. Tolkien have attracted many a biographer and beauties such as Oxford have inspired many a photographer, but this book accomplishes both with stunning success. It is as much a coffee table picture book as it is a sweeping biography of “Lewis, Tolkien and Their Friends” as the subtitle reads. I don’t know if I’ll ever make it to Oxford. The photos in this volume make one want to travel there today, but if I never get to go in person, I will always be thankful for the journey I was able to make through the pages of this beautiful book.

As for the prose, this book is history, biography, geography, literary analysis, and a little bit of philosophical meandering to boot. It is a pleasant read. Never dull. There are fewer words than you might expect, as the pages are filled with gorgeous photography, but perhaps more is said here than has been said with a far greater number of words elsewhere. The book costs about $20 on Amazon which is not cheap, but not expensive either. If you are a Lewis or Tolkien fan, you will not regret the purchase. If you are not a fan yet, you would do well to be, and this sweeping overview of “the Inklings of Oxford” is a great place to start. (Actually you should start by reading their books, but after a few of those…once you’re hooked, check out this book.)

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Buy Bianco’s Book for a Buck

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by Marc Hays

Yesterday, I recommended M. G. Bianco’s book, Letters to My Sons: A Humane Vision for Human Relationships. Today, and only today, you can buy the Kindle version of this book for 99 cents. Yes, that’s right, 99 cents. As I commended it to you yesterday, I recommend it to you today and will be recommending it for years to come.

Here’s another quote:

“Fornication is not a game to be played. A failure to see and treat others as fully human images of God is a failure to love your neighbor. Treating others and becoming animal-like yourself–for that is the result of failing to love your neighbor–is to habituate yourself out of the Kingdom of God; it is to live according to habits that make you more like an animal than an image-bearer of God. It is impossible to desire and be welcomed into the presence of the Triune God when you have trained yourself to not want to be there.”

Here’s a link to buy Bianco’s book for ’bout a buck.

Here’s a link to my quote from yesterday.

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St. Augustine’s Confessions & More

No man can be a good metropolitan if he loves his title but not his task

No man can be a good metropolitan if he loves his title but not his task

“Like a colossus bestriding two worlds, Augustine stands as the last patristic and the first medieval father of Western Christianity. He gathered together and conserved all the main motifs of Latin Christianity from Tertullian to Ambrose; he appropriated the heritage of Nicene orthodoxy; he was a Chalcedonian before Chalcedon–and he drew all this into an unsystematic synthesis which is still our best mirror of the heart and mind of the Christian community in the Roman Empire. More than this, he freely received and deliberately reconsecrated the religious philosophy of the Greco-Roman world to a new apologetic use in maintaining the intelligibility of the Christian proclamation. Yet, even in his role as summator of tradition, he was no mere eclectic. The center of his “system” is in the Holy Scriptures, as they ordered and moved his heart and mind. It was in Scripture that, first and last, Augustine found the focus of his religious authority.”

–From the Introduction by Albert C. Outler

 

AUGUSTINE’S TESTIMONY CONCERNING

THE CONFESSIONS

I. The Retractations, II, 6 (A.D. 427)

1. My Confessions, in thirteen books, praise the righteous and good God as they speak either of my evil or good, and they are meant to excite men’s minds and affections toward him. At least as far as I am concerned, this is what they did for me when they were being written and they still do this when read. What some people think of them is their own affair [ipse viderint]; but I do know that they have given pleasure to many of my brethren and still do so. The first through the tenth books were written about myself; the other three about Holy Scripture, from what is written there, In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth,even as far as the reference to the Sabbath rest.

BOOK ONE

CHAPTER I

1. “Great art thou, O Lord, and greatly to be praised; great is thy power, and infinite is thy wisdom.” And man desires to praise thee, for he is a part of thy creation; he bears his mortality about with him and carries the evidence of his sin and the proof that thou dost resist the proud. Still he desires to praise thee, this man who is only a small part of thy creation. Thou hast prompted him, that he should delight to praise thee, for thou hast made us for thyself and restless is our heart until it comes to rest in thee. Grant me, O Lord, to know and understand whether first to invoke thee or to praise thee; whether first to know thee or call upon thee. But who can invoke thee, knowing thee not? For he who knows thee not may invoke thee as another than thou art. It may be that we should invoke thee in order that we may come to know thee. But “how shall they call on him in whom they have not believed? Or how shall they believe without a preacher?” Now, “they shall praise the Lord who seek him,” for “those who seek shall find him,” and, finding him, shall praise him. I will seek thee, O Lord, and call upon thee. I call upon thee, O Lord, in my faith which thou hast given me, which thou hast inspired in me through the humanity of thy Son, and through the ministry of thy preacher.

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This work is a must read. As Augustine plumbs the depths of his humanity and finds sin, he also mines the Word of God and finds grace, forgiveness, and power unto holy living. If you want to begin your journey through Augustine’s confessions, here are some resources to help get you started:

The book online at CCEL: http://www.ccel.org/a/augustine/confessions/confessions.html

The hard copy on Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Confessions-Oxford-Worlds-Classics-Augustine/dp/0199537828

The Kindle version: http://www.amazon.com/Confessions-Oxford-Worlds-Classics-ebook/dp/B00AAW5EDG/ref=tmm_kin_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&sr=&qid=

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If you’ve already read read Confessions, it is time to move forward in your studies of St. Augustine. His Commentary on the Psalms contains his “Theology of Wonder”describing the humanities in such a way that later men were able to define the 7 liberal arts.

This book online at CCEL: http://www.ccel.org/ccel/schaff/npnf108.toc.html

The hard copy on Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Expositions-Psalms-Works-Saint-Augustine/dp/1565481402/ref=sr_1_11?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1395402056&sr=1-11&keywords=Augustine+Psalm+Commentary

The Kindle version: http://www.amazon.com/Expositions-Psalms-Augustine-Hippo-ebook/dp/B008T4N2J0/ref=sr_1_3?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1395401770&sr=1-3&keywords=Augustine+Psalm+Commentary

A lecture by Dr. George Grant at Wordmp3.com: http://www.wordmp3.com/details.aspx?id=4725

 

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Don Miller and the Modern Temptation to Abandon the Institutional Church

The pastoral task has all the ingredients for abstractness. After all, we are constantly engaging dead people and throwing around foreign terms to most in the pew. In fact, many of the concerns I have heard over the years from parishioners of different traditions has been the concern that sermons and pastoral work do not reach the laity. Donald Miller manifested this sentiment in his now controversial blog post I don’t connect with God by singing. I connect with him elsewhere. The article received abundant criticism. Miller asserted elsewhere that he simply intended to start a conversation–and what a conversation he started. In another interview, Miller summarized his post:

And so I talked about the reality that I don’t get a lot out of church when I go. I don’t connect with God very well there, and I wondered if it wasn’t more of a learning style issue because it is a lecture format, and it’s not how everybody learns. a

Miller’s concern was not unique. Many have expressed this frustration with the intellectualization of worship. Rev. Jeff Meyers’ wonderful book “The Lord’s Service: The Grace of Covenant Renewal Worship answers Miller’s concern with clarity and with classic historical categories. Meyers argues that worship ought to have a wholistic vision prioritizing every detail as opposed to over-emphasizing merely the word preached.

Don Miller asserts that one of his struggles is that the worship service does not appeal to his style of learning. The worship service has as its emphasis a lecture model. Since Miller does not learn through lecture models, therefore Miller no longer finds appeal in the institutional church. b In his interview with The RELEVANT he asserts that he did not qualify things well in his blog post and that looking back he wished he would have not written it. But as the interview continued, Miller affirms the same sorts of things his critics condemned in the original blog post.

I actually believe Miller is on to something. The lecture model of doing church is not the one I advocate. In many ways, the Church–especially in the Reformed tradition, which naturally claims a more intellectual history–has become a magnified classroom with lengthy biblical expositions at its center. Whatever precedes the sermon is only pre-game information. And whatever comes after it is not as significant as the sermon either. But as Randy Booth rightly noted–quoting a portion of James Jordan’s work Theses on Worship– in his booklet A Guide to Worship, “the entire service is sermonic, not just the sermon.” c “The sermon itself,” he writes,” is very important, but it is not the all-important event. It is one important part of the many other important parts of worship.”

But if this is the case and any historical/liturgical tradition will attest, and since I am convinced Miller is aware of this historical precedent, then why not work to change this paradigm in the institutional church instead of generalizing it and bidding the historical ecclesiastical traditional adieu? With Miller’s book and lecture platform he could affect thousands of pastors who see worship as a lecture hall. That’s the reformer Don Miller the Church needs, not the one who throws away everything for a literal walk in the park on Sunday morning.

What is Miller trying to get rid of?

According to the author of best-seller, Blue Like Jazz, we have turned over the Acts church to the hands of professionals, known as the pastoral staff. Instead of doing that, we should simply hand out sheriff badges to everyone and say to them that they are all pastors. They are all in control. Sunday serves only to prepare these pastors–male and female–to go forth and be the church wherever they are. First Peter two does affirm our royal priesthood. We are all priests in the sense that we are no longer bound by bloody sacrifices. Christ’s redemption is accomplished, thus transforming us into agents of redemption in the world. However, what Miller fails to see is that Paul does not flatten the priesthood, he sees the priesthood operating differently in different spheres (I Tim. 3, Eph. 4:11-13). There is an office of priest (overseer) that is distinct from the general priesthood that we all inherit united to Messiah, Jesus.

Miller also wants to get rid of the institutional Church as center of community life.

I frequent a coffee shop weekly where one of the baristas is the leader of a church. When I asked him about the church, he told me that they meet at the same coffee shop on Sunday mornings to drink coffee and discuss the Bible. When I asked him to define a bit further what they do, he was quick to point to the flaws of the modern church. “We don’t need structure. We need to return to simplicity.” Since I have lectured on this topic before a few years ago, d. I can probably summarize this general view point as the “Romanticized Acts Church” movement. I am no opponent of coffee and Bible studies; in fact, I encourage them. But the idea that a return to the first century Church–as privately interpreted–is the solution to today’s ecclesiastical woes is overly caffeinated.

Why can’t I simply find community on my dinner table? or a pub? –because community life is complex. There is nothing wrong with finding community in these places, but they are all incomplete pictures of community life. They may be fine extensions of the community life, which the creeds refer to as “the communion of saints,” but to assert that that is a legitimate replacement for Word, Sacrament, and Discipline in the context of the gathered community is simplistic and dangerous. What then do we do with the adulterer? or the rich folks who are arriving at the Lord’s Supper and the agape meal and eating and drinking everything before the poor arrive? or the sexual abuse situations that are unfortunately prevalent in our churches? Miller has no answer. “I can maybe set up a board or something like that,” he said casually. But wouldn’t a board indicate some type of structure; the very same type you are attempting to eliminate?

Miller also says that he doesn’t find intimacy with God by singing songs to him.

As one deeply involved in ecclesiastical music, this concerns me. Miller is suffering from the psalmic-less nature of modern church music. What some of us treasure each Sunday through hymns and psalms of lament, imprecation, and overwhelming joy has been largely forgotten. The robustness of masculine voices and the beauty and nuance of female singing has become a forgotten history. All of it replaced by praise bands, and the few songs intended for congregational singing are quickly swallowed by the voluminous instrumentation.

If Miller is saying he simply does not like to sing, then he needs to re-adjust his biblical priorities. A quick search for the words “singing” and “music” will reveal their prevalence, especially in the Hebrew Scriptures. Because I don’t like to do something does not mean I should simply replace or eliminate it from the life of the church.

How Miller finds intimacy with God.

The answer is another example of a faulty ability to differentiate. Miller writes:

The answer came to me recently and it was a freeing revelation. I connect with God by working. I literally feel an intimacy with God when I build my company. I know it sounds crazy, but I believe God gave me my mission and my team and I feel closest to him when I’ve got my hand on the plow. It’s thrilling and I couldn’t be more grateful he’s given me an outlet through which I can both serve and connect with him.

I find his response a wonderful example of missing the point. We all find intimacy with God by working. We were created to work for six days, which means there is a great priority that God places on that. We all find hobbies and passions that fulfill us as men. We all agree with Eric Liddel’s wonderful attestation of the presence of God when he says in Chariots of Fire, “When I run I feel his pleasure.” When Miller works with his crew he feels God’s pleasure. But his intimacy ought to be the outworking of an intimacy that begins when by the Spirit we are seated with Christ in the heavenly places (Eph. 2:6).

Miller’s entire paradigm could be easily dealt with by reading an introduction to ecclesiology. e Don Miller is the product of modern individualism. And though he flees from that language with his post-modern categories, ultimately, he falls in his own trap. Miller believes that church is all around us. Yes, we go as church to the world. We carry the name of God. f But we go as church because we have already been fed by the head of the Church as we gathered as one body.

Conclusion

Miller’s platform is huge. His simple blog post, which he indicated took him about three minutes to write, led to a firestorm on the web. His attempt to start a conversation actually hinders us from having a more necessary conversation. The question should not be whether we worship in the traditional sense or simply find intimacy with God through other means, the question is “How has God called us to worship?” Further, whether you worship in a more lecture-style congregation or otherwise because of your learning style, what does your personal style of learning have to do with worship? What if God’s way of sanctifying you is by killing your learning style and causing you to appreciate God’s way of learning? What if the institutional church is God’s way of killing your wants so you may conform to his? What if attending church regularly is the way God intended to prepare you to understand intimacy?

I am not one to deny Miller’s connection with God via his work and habits, but I do reject his premise that abandoning the institutional church is the path to a deeper connection. The institutional church, I argue, is the deepest means of finding intimacy with God.<>оптимизация нового абесплатная регистрация а в поисковиках

  1. Read more at http://www.relevantmagazine.com/god/church/donald-miller-church#KDZHerDkw3EuWr6q.99  (back)
  2. If you do not have this book, please purchase Kevin DeYoung’s wonderful work found here: http://www.amazon.com/Why-Love-Church-Institutions-Organized/dp/0802458378  (back)
  3. see Covenant Media Foundation for copies  (back)
  4. My lecture at the Family Advance Conference in 2012; e-mail for a PDF copy  (back)
  5. Maybe R.B. Kuiper’s work “The Glorious Body of Christ  (back)
  6. This is the heart of the third commandment  (back)

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Swinging at Cheese

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Cheese Ball

Folks who knew a younger me
remember that I was a fast runner
but not remarkable on defense
Not enough time spent in practice
No batting cage in my backyard
I could throw a one-hopper
from the centerfield fence to the catcher’s mitt
but had to be told, in vain,
what a cut-off situation was
that strength was not always strategy
that patience at the plate passes on cheese

I never hit a home run, in my short stint as a Dixie League ballplayer, though I do maintain that I did get an in-the-park homer in T-ball but had to be called back to second base for some reason that is still not clear to me. I do have images in my memory of pretty regularly getting myself caught out by popping up infield fly balls. You see, in my lack of experience, I was often guilty of zealously swinging at cheese. Oh well. I did get to watch Murphy play in the Astrodome. You can’t take that away from me.

cheesewheelsCheese – I like cheese with a fondness that has far outlived any interest that I may have once had in chasing balls. I remember walking down the street with my grandmother and ordering grilled cheese sandwiches at a diner that is no longer there. Cheese toast was her breakfast specialty. Cheese and crackers for an afternoon snack. Meager selections perhaps, but necessities from the days when parents wanted only to get calories into children whom they thought too skinny, who pediatricians thought were too fat. These days, I have the opportunity to sample respectable cheese just often enough that it remains a luxury and maintains it’s place in my heart – and perhaps in my arteries. I digress.

I am trying to instill in my four children an appreciation for a perfectly grilled cheese sandwich. I’ve given up on my wife. She’s still afraid of fat – turns up her nose at store-bought mayonnaise (except when I use it as the heat-conducting lipid on the outside of the bread). In my efforts to mold my children’s habits, I am being reminded just how intimidating something like cheese can be.

“Why is blue cheese blue,” eldest daughter asks.
“Because of mold,” comes mother’s reply.

Penicillium to be exact. A smelly bacteria found, like most wonderful things, by accident in the damp caves where cheese makers stored their cheese. The idea of good mold is a tough sell. Would you try that stuff if someone you trusted wasn’t shoving it under your nose? How hungry would you have to be?

If wine is glorified grape juice, then I offer that cheese is glorified milk. And fit for a kingly meal of bread and wine. The stuff of maturity. Stuff that takes time and know-how. Stuff that you have to develop a taste for.creamery9.jpg / Wensleydale Creamery

 “The poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese,” wrote G K Chesterton, who was clearly a turophiliaca, around the turn of the 20th century. This may have not been the case even before his time, as has been pointed out in the excellent article Cheese Poet, over at Patheos, which pits Chesterton against 19th century poet James McIntyre.b At any rate, poets have certainly rectified the oversight with more than enough cheesy poetry since Chesterton’s time.

As one might suspect, Robert Farrar Capon had a thing or two to say on the subject of cheese. He saw food as ministry, and ministries aim to increase fellowship and return thanksgiving where it is due. The table provides just such an arena.

“He told his readers to save money by throwing the junk food (such as supermarket cheese with ‘the texture, but nowhere near the flavor, of rubber gloves’) out of their shopping basket. Then they could buy something decent instead—such as the best available butter. ‘The realm of the irreplaceable is no place to count cost,’ he wrote in Supper of the Lamb, a metaphysical treatise on cooking published in 1967 and popular ever since.” c

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In her book Eating With Joy: Redeeming God’s Gift of Food, Rachel Marie Stone writes:

“Once, when I still feared pleasure in food as potentially dangerous, I tried to make macaroni and cheese. But instead of good old-fashioned elbow pasta, I used whole wheat noodles. Instead of whole milk, I used soy milk. I did put a bit of real cheese in there but cut the amount by three-quarters and replaced the rest with pureed carrot. It was awful, truly awful, and not the kind of accidental awful that happens to every cook occasionally. It was awful by design, awful because it wasn’t intended to bring enjoyment — it was intended to be *healthy*…Maybe it was, in a limited sense, nourishing — bring necessary vitamins, minerals and every to the body and staving off hunger pangs. Certainly I was grateful to have it. It was a better meal than many people in the world would enjoy that night. But it certainly wasn’t satisfying in itself. If it was satisfying at all, it was only because of an *idea*: ‘I’m doing something that’s good for my body by ingesting this…This kind of cooking — cooking that is motivated by an idea, rather than by the wondrous materials of food — is a kind of asceticism, an exaltation of an idea (in this case, healthfulness) over pleasure, and indeed, over the sensory experience of food and eating. This approach to food is, as Robert Farrar Capon wrote, an ‘intellectual fad, imposing a handful of irrelevant philosophical prejudices on a grandly material business.’…But does the same God who calls us to his kingdom with words like ‘Listen carefully to me, and eat what is good, and delight yourselves in rich food’ (Is 55:2) also call us to dietary asceticism, to perfect adherence to regimens of health?” d

Pastor Randy Booth reminds us that the family table is the rehearsal hall of the the Lord’s communion table:

churchfriendly“The Table is the meeting place where we remember who we are and what has been done for us…that we are dependent and that God is our provider…We enter into fellowship with God as He serves us and with one another as we share…Similar things should be taught and received at our daily family tables…The meal is simple, but the lessons are large.” e

Some cheeses coat the palate, yield under the finger. Some have little flavor crystals that burst under tooth. Some challenge the olfaction. They draw the eye and enliven the salivary glands – signaling what is still to come over the remainder of the meal. But be patient. Pace yourself. Man best not try to live by cheese alone. I must say that for some time now, the promise of fried cheese curds is perhaps enough to one day tempt me to travel above the Sweet Tea Line, and visit friends to the bitter north. But perhaps it will take a little more than a fried appetizer. Maybe if it were promised as midpoint in a full course meal – maybe. You see, while some cheeses take time to create and practice to fully appreciate (and are perhaps best left to the experts), I have recently learned how relatively quickly some kinds (such as mozzarella) can be made at home. f. So, maybe later y’all. Till then, increase the feast.

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City of God: An August Enterprise

No man can be a good metropolitan if he loves his title but not his task

No man can be a good metropolitan if he loves his title but not his task

First Things contributor Collin Garbarino has started an admirable undertaking for the year ahead, and it’s not too late to join in the fun. Participants will be reading St. Augustine’s City of God over the course of a year. And a Facebook Page has been created for reading schedule updates, supporting commentary & readers’ notes, and group accountability. The group has amassed over 1300 participants to date.

Resources:

The Reading Schedule
http://collingarbarino.com/reading-city-of-god/

Translations & formats:

Book list from Amazon
(The moderator of the project is using the Penguin Classics translation)

A digital copy of the 1871 Dods Translation is in the public domain

As well as a Librivox audio version, if you’re into that sort of thing

On Augustine the Man:

An introduction

The Great Courses also has a course on Augustine: Philosopher & Saint (that periodically goes on sale)

There are also great lectures available at WordMP3 from Pastor Steve WilkinsChurch Fathers series and a lecture from Pastor Douglas Wilson to the ACCS

As well as Dr. George Grant on Augustine’s Theology of Wonder

Other Resources:

Dr. Peter J Leithart, Senior Fellow at New Saint Andrews College and President of of Trinity House Institute, has many articles about St. Augustine and his writings over at First Things

Mentalfloss will even help you fake your way through a conversation about St. Augustine

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John Newton Brown: Pastor-Poet

Guest Post by Mark Nenadov

John Newton Brown (1803-1868) was an American Baptist leader. As a pastor and theologian, he authored the well-known moderately Calvinistic confession, the New Hampshire Baptist Confession of Faith.  His church covenant, or some variation thereof, is being used in many Baptist congregations to this very day.

Throughout his life, Brown pastored various congregations in New York, Rhode Island, Massachusetts, New Hampshire, and Virginia. He produced a number of theological treatises, including a debate book in 1853 in which he defended the Christian Sabbath. He also did some work as an editor,  editing the Encyclopaedia of Religious Knowledge and the works of John Bunyan.

It is, however, John Newton Brown the poet who captivates me most.  Not only was he a poet, he was an excellent poet and it’s shameful that so few know him as such.

I would like to introduce you to Emily, and Other Poems, a book of poetry which Brown published in 1840. The book opens with an inscription to a Pastor. It could very well be a manifesto for Christian poets:

“[My Pastor] first taught me the two important lessons—that poetic talent, like every other gift of God, imposes upon its possessor a responsibility to  cultivate and employ it, in obedience to His will, for the benefit of mankind;—and that, as the world will always continue to read Poetry, so the more of Christian Poetry in the world, the better”.

Are we Christians, at least those who are gifted in the area of poetry, cultivating this gift? In John Newton Brown, we have a wonderful encouragement in that regard. Christians who are Presbyterian and Reformed by conviction have no less pronounced 19th/20th century inspiration in the likes of pastors and theologians who were also poets to some degree, such as Gerhardus Vos and B.B. Warfield

Here are some things I’ve come to appreciate about the poetry in this book:

1. It shows incredible emotion depth and rawness. As you read the book, immediately you’ll notice that weighty subjects are not avoided. Death is repeatedly confronted. He even has a poem meditating on the viewing of a skeleton.  This book is filled with elegies and tributes to deceased people, including his sister Emily, his parents, his daughter, and others.

For instance, of his sister Emily he writes:

“I bless, O, I bless Him from whom I received

Such a sister—my senior in years—

And when of my father and mother bereaved,

My guide in this valley of tears.

And though thou art silent and cold in the dust.

And Affection weeps over thee now,

I strike the loud lyre o’er the grave of the just,

For such, my dear sister, wast thou.”

Brown shows how a Christian poet can focus on death without becoming overly gloomy or morbid.

2. It is thoroughly theological and Biblical. Brown’s poetry is Bible-saturated and theologically-sound. He writes with the precision of a theologian. He delights in the Bible and exalts Jesus “the Lamb of God! The antitype divine”. You get the sense that that the poet is, at his core, an evangelist, pleading with sinners to turn to Christ!

3. It is pastoral. Brown’s poetry is deeply pastoral, pouring out sweat and tears over the people he loves and cares for.  The abundance of acrostic poems addressed specifically to individuals evidences the personal care of a pastor who knows his people.

Brown’s poetry attempts to lead the reader into a closer walk with God. It exhibits the tender (and yet firm) aspect of a good pastor, or in his poems to his daughters, a loving father.

He is clearly not afraid to be frank and blunt in some cases, such as the poem “Hints To A Young Preacher“:

“Your air is too dogmatic;

Your tones are too emphatic;

Your style has too much splendor;

Your voice has nothing tender;

Your gestures are too frequent far,

And quite ungraceful many area.”

4. And yet the poetry is not overly didactic—it revels in esthetic beauty.  Brown avoids a dry approach wherein poetry becomes a mere conduit for propositions. He unveils verses which reflect on the beauty of nature and his local surroundings. There is no rash or strained desire to make everything explicitly religious, and yet a deep Christian piety seeps through everything he writes.

The writing has the leisurely feel of one of Brown’s Sabbath morning walks in New York state, during which he wrote the poem “The Happy Family”.

Though Brown is often quick to instruct his reader and make the most of his teaching platform, he also seems to enjoy poetry for poetry’s sake, and in another poem, he gets lost in the wonder of the Niagara Falls:

“And I have seen thee, wonder of the world!
Unequaled cataract! my country’s pride!
With all thy weight of waters downward hurled,
As if in earth’s deep bowels thou wouldst hide
Superior, Huron, Erie’s blended tide!”

5. It achieves technical excellence. Brown’s poetry is great poetry, achieving high standards of form and esthetic value. Beside a high level of excellence in the poetry itself, Brown also shows a broad knowledge of classic literature and mastery in translation, rendering some historic Latin verses and even providing alternate renderings. His mixture of artistic talent and scholarly precision is quite remarkable and unique!

6. Though generally traditional and formal, it is also quite creative and flexible. Brown freely and naturally moves between tasteful variations in style. He generally follows traditional rhyming schemes, but is also highly experimental,  eager to try acrostics and experimentation with indentation, and short poems.

7. It thoughtfully engages the world, current events, and history.  Besides being infused with a sense of wonder, Brown critically engages with the thought of his day. In his poems, he interacts with the likes of Edward Gibbon, Chalmers, and even Don Juan, all through the framework of a Christian world-view.  He also delves into world events, such as the fall of Turkey.  Brown models how Christian artists do not necessarily need to be reclusive or mystical, but can engage with the world around them. And they can do that without turning their poetry into a mere conduit for propositions.

Christian poets have a lot to learn from John Newton Brown. I highly recommend checking out Brown’s poetry. I hope renewed interest in this neglected work of art will also inspire poets for many years to come!

To that end, since the book is out of print and only available in somewhat hard to read scans, I’ve recently transcribed it into a textual PDF file, which is available for free on Archive.org.  It’s only a draft and more proofreading is needed, so there may be some minor errors. You can download it here.

You can also find a fair amount of John Newton Brown poems over at Calvinist poets.

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