Thursday, September 09, 2004
Tender Moments
Does anyone remember Sept 11 for anything BUT The World Trade Centre collapsing on 2001?
i saw a documentary not long ago on British Independant TV, and how a priest from that time, who was a Fire service chaplain, people were advocating him for sainthood, and that if any pheonix could rise from the ashes it ought to be Father Michael Judge, the homosexual priest.
People need there heroes. The above kind of person fits and fulfills many peoples needs in this kind of thing.
I recall after the WTC of 2001 Falliwell and Robsinson I tihnk? stood on the steps of somewhere and said, oh This is God's judgement against our country for the spread of homosexuality and abortion. And in part they may be right. But its easy for us to point at a sin which is and has never been our particular sin, as being the sole cause for anything, and to not look at ourselves and those around us within our circles and see that each of us has enough sin to drown the world in a plague if God so wished to judge. Its not just homosexualty or the murder of innocent babies, (tho I condone neither) its your sin, and my sin, and every single person who ever drew breath apart from Our Lord.
Did you notice Isaiah when giving His prophecy put the judgement for the people square at his own front door as well as everyone else. His lips were just as unclean as any of the peoples
"Woe to me!" I cried. "I am ruined! For I am a man of unclean lips, and I live among a people of unclean lips, and my eyes have seen the King, the LORD Almighty."
(Whole Chapter: In context: )
Some people tend to ask where you were and what you were doing when you heard of the WCT. I was listening to online radio, and as always when here my mail is open. And I saw those I knew expressing there shock and horror and amazement. Datarat puffed his chest up proudly and uttered much the same as Falliwell and Robbins. My friend Jerry, aka raging Calvinist, who seemed often to be a lone sane voice in those days, amongst much madness, the height of which had culminated in one final act of madness and the destruction of the WCT, well, he said he was going to wrestle with his kids, and just be silly people. it may not have been as prophetic as DataRat and some other people I knew who were speaking online at that time, but it was human, well focused and straight to the heart.. As often, we can make great statements and be blowing in the wind, and not take note or cherish the tender moments of those we love and who care for us. And time goes by, and the chance is gone. Another September 11 happens and destroys our dreams we can never get back. The tender moments, are what keeps sanity in an ever changing, ever hardening, ever uncaring largely unloving world.
"Where is there dignity unless there is honesty?"
Cicero (106 BC - 43 BC)
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People need there heroes. The above kind of person fits and fulfills many peoples needs in this kind of thing.
I recall after the WTC of 2001 Falliwell and Robsinson I tihnk? stood on the steps of somewhere and said, oh This is God's judgement against our country for the spread of homosexuality and abortion. And in part they may be right. But its easy for us to point at a sin which is and has never been our particular sin, as being the sole cause for anything, and to not look at ourselves and those around us within our circles and see that each of us has enough sin to drown the world in a plague if God so wished to judge. Its not just homosexualty or the murder of innocent babies, (tho I condone neither) its your sin, and my sin, and every single person who ever drew breath apart from Our Lord.
Did you notice Isaiah when giving His prophecy put the judgement for the people square at his own front door as well as everyone else. His lips were just as unclean as any of the peoples
"Woe to me!" I cried. "I am ruined! For I am a man of unclean lips, and I live among a people of unclean lips, and my eyes have seen the King, the LORD Almighty."
(Whole Chapter: In context: )
Some people tend to ask where you were and what you were doing when you heard of the WCT. I was listening to online radio, and as always when here my mail is open. And I saw those I knew expressing there shock and horror and amazement. Datarat puffed his chest up proudly and uttered much the same as Falliwell and Robbins. My friend Jerry, aka raging Calvinist, who seemed often to be a lone sane voice in those days, amongst much madness, the height of which had culminated in one final act of madness and the destruction of the WCT, well, he said he was going to wrestle with his kids, and just be silly people. it may not have been as prophetic as DataRat and some other people I knew who were speaking online at that time, but it was human, well focused and straight to the heart.. As often, we can make great statements and be blowing in the wind, and not take note or cherish the tender moments of those we love and who care for us. And time goes by, and the chance is gone. Another September 11 happens and destroys our dreams we can never get back. The tender moments, are what keeps sanity in an ever changing, ever hardening, ever uncaring largely unloving world.
"Where is there dignity unless there is honesty?"
Cicero (106 BC - 43 BC)
