Our Philip
This is a nice way of putting it: Interpreters often need help, like the Ethiopian eunuch who answered Philip’s question, “Do you understand what you are reading?” by saying, “How can I, unless someone guides me?” Tradition at its best is our Philip – the Spirit’s provision of community to aid us in our reading (Kevin Vanhoozer).
Leaves in a parking lot
Thanks to Alan Jacobs for this wisdom about sifting the words and testing the spirits.
another bluebird
I love [this poem.] (https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/89897/good-bones)
Eastern bluebirds in flight
Bald Eagle seen on a walk yesterday evening
[I]n sum, Dreher has produced a historically reductive, relationally tribal, intellectually superficial, and profoundly self-absorbed work that actually performs what it protests.
Greg Thompson, in [an extraodinary review/repudiation] (https://www.cardus.ca/comment/article/rod-drehers-cold-war-imagination/)
Man’s real work is to look at the things of the world and to love them for what they are. That is, after all, what God does, and man was not made in God’s image for nothing.
-Robert Farrar Capon