Douglas Wilson hits on all the key points when he writes about why he suddenly would consider for voting for McCain.
Archive for August, 2008
I haven’t given John McCain hardly a wink until today. I strongly commend and appreciate his valor and bravery during the Vietnam “Whatever-It-Was-Conflict-or-War.” His vision and policy haven’t excited me. But choosing Sarah Palin today got my attention and made me smile. That was some real gumption.
We’ll see what time does with the pair, but it looks like a great choice for him. Here is some interesting information about her. And here is a pundit that recommended her back in May…to no one’s notice.
Her acceptance speech.
You’ll be hearing more about this in the near future, but a good portion of Charles Wesley’s journal was written in code…and it has been broken. This was an important man and his humanity will likely be shown by the revelations that are found.
This isn’t a salacious story, it’s just a reminder that we are all human if you don’t want it to be read, don’t write it, or better yet…stop thinking it.
from Tim Keller about the pastoral home…
This morning in a confronting tone…
Me: “Haddon, were you trying to cut your big brother in half?”
Had: [concerned look turning to relief] “No.”
Me: “Were you trying to be mean?”
Me: “Then why did you hit him with the light saber?”
Had: “I was just trying to make him tougher.”
Me: “Good answer. Go play.”
An excerpt from a letter that the 17-year-old C. S. Lewis wrote to his best friend:
12 October 1915
You ask me how I spend my time, and though I am more interested in thoughts and feelings, we’ll come down to facts. I am awakened up in the morning by Kirk splashing in his bath, about 20 minutes after which I get up myself and come down. After breakfast & a short walk we start work on Thucydides a desperately dull and tedious Greek historian (I daresay tho’, you’d find him interesting) and on Homer whom I worship. After quarter of an hour’s rest we go on with Tacitus till lunch at 1. I am then free till tea at 4.30: of course I am always anxious at this meal to see if Mrs K. is out, for Kirk never takes it. If she is I lounge in an arm chair with my book by the fire, reading over a leisurely and bountiful meal. If she’s in, or worse still has ’some people’ to tea, it means sitting on a right angled chair and sipping a meagre allowance of tea and making intelligent remarks about the war, the parish and the shortcomings of everyones servants. At 5, we do Plato and Horace, who are both charming, till supper at 7.30, after which comes German and French till about 9. Then I am free to go to bed whenever I like which is usually about 10.20.
As soon as my bed room door is shut I get into my dressing gown, draw up a chair to my table and produce, like Louis Moore, note book and pencil. Here I write up my diary for the day, and then turning to the other end of the book devote myself to poetry, either new stuff or polishing the old. If I am not in the mood for that I draw faces and hands and feet etc for practice. This is the best part of the day of course, and I am usually in a very happy frame of mind by the time I slip into bed.
…So glad you too like the ‘Faerie Queen’, isn’t it great? I have been reading a horrible book of Jack London’s called ‘The Jacket’. If you come across [it] anywhere, don’t read it.
–from The Letters of C. S. Lewis to Arthur Greeves (1914-1963) , ed Walter Hooper (NY: Collier Books, 1979), pp. 84-86.
HT: Fred Sanders at Scriptorium
“You know more about your ledgers than your Bible; you know more about your magazines and novels than what God has written; many of you will read a novel from the beginning to the end, and what have you got? A mouthful of foam when you are done. But you do not read the Bible; that solid, lasting, substantial, and satisfying food goes uneaten, locked up in the cupboard of neglect; while anything that man writes, a best seller of the day, is greedily devoured.”
I’ve been reading this blog for a few weeks. It’s called the Art of Manliness. It’s a good place to learn how to clean a gun, shine your shoes like a soldier, find a real barbershop, shave like your grandpa, and start a fire without matches. Today’s post is 10 Manly Feats of Strength.
Generally, I’ve been enjoying the site and find it primarily entertaining and also a strong antidote to today’s men who have an inordinate interest in things not pertaining to a man. Or as the country music song laments, “These days there’s dudes gettin’ facials, manicured, waxed and botoxed, with deep spray-on tans and creamy lotiony hands, you can’t grip a tackle box.” [Pardon me.]
At the same time, there should be a general warning about machoism and he-manism. These mindsets are not full of charity, deference, and Godwardness. The Scriptural pattern is that Christ showed his strength by His humility, not bravado.
The AoM website does not seem to me to take anything too far. They desire to be a blog about recovering the art of masculinity. Their About page says, in part, “The Art of Manliness is dedicated to helping men uncover what manliness means in the 21st century. What skills and knowledge should a 21st Century man acquire? What traits should they develop? In our search to uncover the lost art of manliness, we’ll look to the past to find examples of manliness in action. We’ll analyze the lives of great men who knew what it meant to “man up” and hopefully learn from them.”
I’ve said too much. Go enjoy the site, men.
Let Dogs Delight to Bark and Bite by Isaac Watts
Let dogs delight to bark and bite,
For God hath made them so:
Let bears and lions growl and fight,
For ’tis their nature, too.
But, children, you should never let
Such angry passions rise:
Your little hands were never made
To tear each other’s eyes.
Let love through all your actions run,
And all your words be mild:
Live like the blessed Virgin’s Son,
That sweet and lovely child.
His soul was gentle as a lamb;
And as his stature grew,
He grew in favor both with man,
And God his Father too.
Now, Lord of all, he reigns above;
And from his heavenly throne
He sees what children dwell in love,
And marks them for his own.
“All great and honorable actions are accompanied with great difficulties and must be overcome with answerable courage.”
Or is it a water inkjet printer?
If You Were Busy Being Kind by R. Foreman
If you were busy being kind,
Before you knew it you would find
You’d soon forget to think ’twas true
That someone was unkind to you.
If you were busy being glad
And cheering people who seem sad,
Although your heart might ache a bit,
You’d soon forget to notice it.
If you were busy being good,
And doing just the best you could,
You’d not have time to blame some man
Who’s doing just the best he can.
If you were busy being true
To what you know you ought to do,
You’d be so busy you’d forget
The blunders of the folks you’ve met.
If you were busy being right,
You’d find yourself too busy quite
To criticize your brother long,
Because he’s busy being wrong.
From St. George and the Dragon (read it to your little boys)…
“‘These people are all safe and happy. They need me no more,’ said St. George…. ‘Tomorrow I shall ride away and never stop until I find work which only a knight can do.’”
George Eliot’s “The Choir Invisible”
O, may I join the choir invisible
Of those immortal dead who live again
In minds made better by their presence; live
In pulses stirred to generosity,
In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn
Of miserable aims that end with self,
In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars,
And with their mild persistence urge men’s minds
To vaster issues.
May I reach
That purest heaven,–be to other souls
The cup of strength in some great agony,
Enkindle generous ardour, feed pure love,
Beget the smiles that have no cruelty,
Be the sweet presence of good diffused,
And in diffusion ever more intense!
So shall I join the choir invisible,
Whose music is the gladness of the world.
Daniel Burnham (1864-1912), Chicago architect…
“Make no little plans. They have no magic to stir men’s blood and probably themselves will not be realized. Make big plans; aim high in hope and work, remembering that a noble, logical diagram once recorded will never die but long after we are gone will be a living thing, asserting itself with ever-growing insistency. Remember that our sons and grandsons are going to do things that would stagger us.”
HT: Ray Ortlund
“Nothing would be more tiresome than eating and drinking if God had not made them a pleasure as well as a necessity.”
“[He] is blind who does not see the most beautiful order everywhere and most wicked who does not acknowledge it. There is a suitable disposition of parts, so constant a concord of things so discordant, so harmonious an agreement and consent of creatures the most diverse, so swift and at the same time equable motion of the heavenly bodies and so immutable a stability and constancy of the order once established. So not only do the heavens declare the glory of God, but every blade of grass and flower in the field, every pebble on the shore and every shell in the ocean proclaim not only his power and goodness, but also his manifold wisdom, so near each one that even by feeling, God can be found.”
Asked to define “sin,” Illinois Senator Barak Obama replied, “Sin is being out of alignment with my values.”
This man’s internal compass is pulling hard toward “HellBent.”
HT: George Grant