Thoughts vs. Feelings
NPR yesterday ran a story about capital punishment in Connecticut. Apparently, the state may possibly get rid of the death penalty just as a notorious double murder—a wife and daughter brutalized and killed for no reason—goes to trial. This has made for an interesting confluence of events that I, at least, hope will lead to capital punishment remaining on the books. The state, the Bible says, has the power of the sword. But not everyone sees it my way: State Representative GARY HOLDER-WINFIELD...
Augustine on Love
Do not for the sake of reward love God; let Him be the reward. —Augustine (Philip Schaff, The Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers Vol. VII, 25)
A Baby Story
Last week my wife was sick. So sick that she could hardly get off the couch for about three days. So sick that that she never entered the kitchen. This is a first for her—and for me. I had to feed the baby and myself. I had to clean stuff. I changed all diapers and mixed all formulas. For three days I became Daddy-Mommy. I had to do the job of two parents. My one-year-old son formerly had the habit of calling his mother with an upward inflection—like “ma-MA, ma-MA”—indicating that he wanted...
How to Use the Blogape Highlighting System in Logos 4
I have a system of highlighting that I have used for several years now that helps me. It’s a free country, so you, of course, can do what you want (except Democrats or Communists do appear to control the choice of highlighter colors; you really can’t get anything but the standard eight). Just take my model as a suggestion, then, a starting point. Briefly, I use yellow for anything that strikes me. I use pink for ordinals—first point, second point, third point, etc. The yellow helps me see...
The Toolshed Quote
I was standing today in the dark toolshed. The sun was shining outside and through the crack at the top of the door there came a sunbeam. From where I stood that beam of light, with the specks of dust floating in it, was the most striking thing in the place. Everything else was almost pitch-black. I was seeing the beam, not seeing things by it. Then I moved, so that the beam fell on my eyes. Instantly the whole previous picture vanished. I saw no toolshed, and (above all) no beam. Instead I...