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Knowing / Not Knowing All the Answers

I think to myself, how uncom­fort­able — and unde­sir­able — it would be to have my knowl­edge of things com­pletely cor­rected;  to finally have all the answers to every ques­tion ever asked, to have noth­ing to think towards; to leave noth­ing nego­tiable, ‘open for dis­cus­sion’.  How much more prefer­able igno­rance seems. But given immor­tal­ity, hav­ing exhausted all pos­si­ble con­tin­gen­cies of any prob­lem (for surely, there are only a finite num­ber of prob­lems with a finite num­ber of solu­tions, how­ever innu­mer­able they seem), surely hav­ing the answer will even­tu­ally become desir­able when com­pared to an eter­nity of uncertainty…Why do I hold onto the idea of want­ing to fig­ure things out for myself.… (Read more)

“Take me away, Jesus!”

You know, the “take me away, Jesus!” atti­tude is some­thing I under­stand, and some times feel, but most of the time don’t like. I under­stand it because hey, who wouldn’t want to be with Jesus, right? I some times feel it because lets face it, life isn’t smooth sail­ing all of the time; and I don’t like it because it feels escapist, at least to me. And I have to be hon­est, there is a cer­tain fear (or anx­i­ety, or appre­hen­sion) I feel when I think this sort of thought, that I some times won­der if I’m the only per­son who feels it.

I was read­ing Dostoevsky’s The Dream of a Ridicu­lous Man, when I real­ized what it was that I was fear­ing: a com­plete change of life, per­spec­tive and desires. Often times I fig­ure that this is a weird fear to have, espe­cially for a Chris­t­ian; I worry that I’m … (Read more)

Do Good People go to Hell?

Or for that mat­ter, do bad peo­ple go to heaven? In both cases I believe the answer is a clear no. And I think the rea­son this ques­tion comes up often, and is equally as mis­un­der­stood, is because we tend to think that actions define char­ac­ter — which to an extent is true — but that this is it. I’m sure this belief arises from the pop­u­lar notion that peo­ple are inher­ently nei­ther ‘good’ or ‘bad,’ but through the choices we make lean to one side or the other. Of course, the caveat would be added that no per­son is com­pletely good or com­pletely bad. Peo­ple are some­thing of a “gray area,” where as long as one set of actions out­weighs the oth­ers, we are iden­ti­fied as ‘good’ or ‘bad’.

That’s the problem.

I once heard an illus­tra­tion com­par­ing Billy Gra­ham and Hitler, it goes some­thing like this. If God’s … (Read more)