My Grandmother died yesterday at 90 years of age. Some thoughts…
1. She always called me Danny. I guess lots of
people did when I was a kid, but she never stopped. When I called her, I
had to say that it was ‘Danny’ calling or she wouldn’t have known who I
was.
2. When I was a kid, my favorite color was green.
I don’t think I ever chose it though. I think Grandma chose it for
me. I think she liked green.
3. I remember going to visit her apartment. She always had Polar
ginger ale. Always in a one liter bottle. I think I might have avoided
the other stuff in her fridge (I’ve always hated tuna), but man did I
go for that ginger ale.
4. She never had a drivers license. She didn’t own a car and she didn’t drive. Except once – a long time ago. She told me about it and I love that.
5. I admit that I teased her. She would always ask me about the older people at my church. I told her that I tease them too. I don’t think that she believed me, but she should have.
6. Back to the driving thing: it was a long time until she let me drive her. That was always my dad’s job. I think she suspected that I maybe drove too fast and might have been dangerous behind the wheel. I have no idea where she might have gotten that idea…
4. She never had a drivers license. She didn’t own a car and she didn’t drive. Except once – a long time ago. She told me about it and I love that.
5. I admit that I teased her. She would always ask me about the older people at my church. I told her that I tease them too. I don’t think that she believed me, but she should have.
6. Back to the driving thing: it was a long time until she let me drive her. That was always my dad’s job. I think she suspected that I maybe drove too fast and might have been dangerous behind the wheel. I have no idea where she might have gotten that idea…
A little lesson in Christian apologetics from Calvin and Hobbes |
Another post I found interesting reading came from Q Ideas which is connected with Gabe Lyons, It was called "Surprising Christmas Insights from Lewis and Bonhoeffer."
C.S. Lewis (1898 - 1963) and Dietrich Bonhoeffer (1906 - 1945) are two of the most influential Christian thinkers of the last quarter millennium. But what did they think about Christmas? The truth may surprise you.
After reading The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe, one might expect C.S. Lewis to be a big fan of Christmas. After all, when Narnia was under the curse of the evil white witch, it was described as land where it was “always winter, but never Christmas.” But such an expectation might not be completely warranted. It seems C.S. Lewis was not very pleased with the way many who bear Christ’s name celebrate Christ’s birth:
Three things go by the name of Christmas. One is a religious festival. This is important and obligatory for Christians; but as it can be of no interest to anyone else, I shall naturally say no more about it here. The second (it has complex historical connections with the first, but we needn't go into them) is a popular holiday, an occasion for merry-making and hospitality. If it were my business to have a 'view' on this, I should say that I much approve of merry-making. But what I approve of much more is everybody minding his own business. I see no reason why I should volunteer views as to how other people should spend their own money in their own leisure among their own friends. It is highly probable that they want my advice on such matters as little as I want theirs. But the third thing called Christmas is unfortunately everyone's business.
I mean of course the commercial racket. The interchange of presents was a very small ingredient in the older English festivity. Mr. Pickwick took a cod with him to Dingley Dell; the reformed Scrooge ordered a turkey for his clerk; lovers sent love gifts; toys and fruit were given to children. But the idea that not only all friends but even all acquaintances should give one another presents, or at least send one another cards, is quite modern and has been forced upon us by the shopkeepers.
- From “What Christmas Means to Me” in God in the Dock
On the other hand, one might expect that Dietrich Bonhoeffer, particularly later in his life, had little to rejoice about on Christmas. He was living under the authority of one of the most evil, unjust, racist regimes since the beginning of time. How was any German citizen to interpret the “good tidings of great joy” which had supposedly arrived with the birth of Christ? Yet, Bonhoeffer saw Christmas in the opposite light: not a confusing contradiction in a word of evil but encouragement for those living under oppression. He wrote,
For the great and powerful of this world, there are only two places in which their courage fails them, of which they are afraid deep down in their souls, from which they shy away. These are the manger and the cross of Jesus Christ. No powerful person dares to approach the manger, and this even includes King Herod. For this is where thrones shake, the mighty fall, the prominent perish, because God is with the lowly. Here the rich come to nothing, because God is with the poor and hungry, but the rich and satisfied he sends away empty. Before Mary, the maid, before the manger of Christ, before God in lowliness, the powerful come to naught; they have no right, no hope; they are judged.
- From God Is In the Manger: Reflections on Advent and Christmas
Tebow at prayer. He's only concerned with an audience of One |
This one will be worth a blog post in 2012 |
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