<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614</id><updated>2011-11-26T17:25:16.267Z</updated><title type='text'>David Field</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-7542985638386447076</id><published>2011-11-26T17:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-26T17:25:05.600Z</updated><title type='text'>Sex, Death and Lies</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Reading Alessandra Lemma's &lt;i&gt;Introduction to the Practice of Psychoanalytic Psychotherapy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;in August 2010 was what, at one level, occasioned what has now been 15 months of exploration into psychoanalysis. This from the early pages - humans are messed up, life is pain, it goes deep, we deceive ourselves, we are not God, conflict is inescapable. It should surprise no-one that depth psychology is a fruitful line of reading for Reformed theologians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The core message of psychoanalysis ... a rather unflattering picture: we are beings driven by sexual and aggressive urges, we are envious and rivalrous, and we may harbour murderous impulses even towards those whom we consciously say we love. This is a mirror that we would rather not look into.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;At its core, psychoanalysis is about the vagaries of desire, our recalcitrant renunciations and the inevitability of loss. It shows us that we can be our own very worst enemy ... conflict is inevitable. Whichever way you look at it, someone somewhere is always missing something in the psychoanalytic drama. Psychoanalysis suggests that disillusionment and frustration are intrinsic to development. Within Freudian theory, renunciation is a necessary evil if society is ever to survive. Freud, the bearer of bad news, starkly reminded us that we simply cannot have it all our own way. The hard lessons begin at birth. As reality impinges on us, the experiences of frustration, disappointment, loss and longing make their entry in the chronicles of our existence. The reality is that the breast - that archetypal symbol of never-ending nourishment and care - eventually dries up. These very experiences, however painful, are those that have been singled out by psychoanalysis as privileged in our development towards adaptation to the so-called real world. &amp;nbsp;Even if it were possible to create a situation in which our every need could be satisfied, this would not be desirable since it would not equip us with the resilience born of the endurance and survival of moments of frustration and disappointment. Our capacity to delay gratification, to withstand absence and loss, are hard-won lessons that challenge our omnipotent feelings while also reassuring us that we can face reality without being overwhelmed by the enormity of the task.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Psychoanalysis also challenges our preferred belief in conscious thought as the ultimate datum of our experience. &amp;nbsp;Whether we acknowledge it or not, most of us prefer to believe that what we see and experience accounts for all that is important in life. All too often we rely on our sense impressions and make little or no effort to probe deeper. &amp;nbsp;Psychoanalysis, however, suggests that we are driven by conflicting thoughts, feelings and wishes that are beyond our conscious awareness but which nonetheless affect our behaviour - from behind the scenes as it were. The possibility that we may not know ourselves undermines our wish for self-determination and casts a shadow over our preferred belief that we can control the future.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;The notion of the unconscious is hard to digest not only because it suggests that we may not know ourselves but also because, even more provocatively, it proposes that we deceive ourselves and others. From the very start, psychoanalysis questioned the trustworthiness of human beings. It teaches us never to trust what appears obvious; it advocates an ironic, sceptical stance towards life and our conscious intentions. &amp;nbsp;This is because, Freud suggested, we are beings capable of self-deception. &amp;nbsp;Our mind appears to be structured in such a way that it allows for a part of it to be 'in the know' while another part is not 'in the know'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;The picture of human beings that we see through psychoanalytic lenses is a sobering one. Strive as we might to be in control of ourselves, psychoanalysis tells us that we will never be wholly successful in this endeavour. Strive as we might to be happy and to overcome our conflicts, psychoanalysis tells us that conflict is an inescapable part of life. It reminds us that the best we can hope for is to find ways of managing, not eradicating, the conflict that is an inherent part of what it means to be human - and that will be £50 per session, [DF - published in 2003!] thank you very much.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-7542985638386447076?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/7542985638386447076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/7542985638386447076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/11/sex-death-and-lies.html' title='Sex, Death and Lies'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-4988387050623592454</id><published>2011-07-31T07:55:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T08:15:35.456+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The talking cure</title><content type='html'>There's more than talk to God's dealings with us but it starts with talk.  At the beginning of everything we have (the words!), "God said ..."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The gospel is a message about Christ which comes as God's Word, announcement, demand, invitation, proclamation, and news. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is "speaking the truth in love" that we grow up in every way into him who is the Head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we are filled with the Spirit then we "address one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the Word of Christ dwells in us richly then we "teach and admonish one another in all wisdom". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decline anxiety by "letting our requests be known to God". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If we want to be healed then we should "confess our sins to one another and pray for one another". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Psychoanalysis has been known for decades as "the talking cure". But is the verbal flow from the analysand's couch a contradiction, a parody, a revolt, an instantiation or a distortion of God's use of language (his and ours) to make and remake us? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Preferring the "economy of assertion over the tedium of proof", the answer is "first, distortion, and on occasion the other things".  After all, as Phillips says, British "psychoanalysis is redescribed Christianity". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Falsehood is parasitical on error. There's no such thing as pure evil. Idolatry has to take something good before it can do evil with it.  And so on.  Psychoanalysis at its very very worst - its atheistic, blasphemous, partial, amoral worst - is still a recognition that something is wrong and an attempt to deal with it.  (In a Misesian sense every human action is gospel-shaped - the endeavour to make things better.)   And at its best it is a description of a mode, a style, a sequence and an arrangement of God's talking cure which is his conversation with us which has the multi-faceted and very deep Gospel announced and applied as one half and our multi-faceted and very deep confession (of sin and of Christ) as the other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-4988387050623592454?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/4988387050623592454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/4988387050623592454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/07/talking-cure.html' title='The talking cure'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-3494715656407956874</id><published>2011-07-30T15:17:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T15:18:30.661+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jesus Comic</title><content type='html'>I can't describe it.  You must go and 'read' it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.me.com/saamvisual/jesuscomic/index.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;THE JESUS COMIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-3494715656407956874?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/3494715656407956874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/3494715656407956874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/07/jesus-comic.html' title='The Jesus Comic'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-5454820165174487181</id><published>2011-07-07T17:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T17:08:00.523+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sober but unchaste</title><content type='html'>Prayerful but bad-tempered; &lt;div&gt;Busy but judgmental; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doctrinally correct but uncharitable; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kindly but lazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From &lt;i&gt;Samson Agonistes: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;But what avail'd this temperance, not compleat&lt;br /&gt;Against another object more enticing?&lt;br /&gt;What boots it at one gate to make defence&lt;br /&gt;And at another to let in the foe&lt;br /&gt;Effeminatly vanquish't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-5454820165174487181?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/5454820165174487181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/5454820165174487181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/07/sober-but-unchaste.html' title='Sober but unchaste'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-4507178603789788083</id><published>2011-07-06T07:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T07:00:04.273+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sense and surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;At one and the same time, God's ways make perfect sense and yet may surprise us.  From &lt;i&gt;Samson Agonistes: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;And I perswade me God had not permitted&lt;br /&gt;His strength again to grow up with his hair&lt;br /&gt;Garrison'd round about him like a Camp&lt;br /&gt;Of faithful Souldiery, were not his purpose&lt;br /&gt;To use him further yet in some great service,&lt;br /&gt;Not to sit idle with so great a gift&lt;br /&gt;Useless, and thence ridiculous about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oft he seems to hide his face,&lt;br /&gt;But unexpectedly returns&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-4507178603789788083?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/4507178603789788083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/4507178603789788083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/07/sense-and-surprise.html' title='Sense and surprise'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-8390032287043366287</id><published>2011-07-01T07:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T07:00:04.852+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Not whether but how</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;Cawdor and Samson both:  "Nothing in his life became him like the leaving it;  he died as one that had been studied in his death ... 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From &lt;i&gt;Samson Agonistes: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Yet e're I give the rains to grief, say first,&lt;br /&gt;How dy'd he? death to life is crown or shame. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-8390032287043366287?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/8390032287043366287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/8390032287043366287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/07/not-whether-but-how.html' title='Not whether but how'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-1975026168016783858</id><published>2011-06-30T07:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T07:00:09.305+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Strengths, weaknesses, turning points</title><content type='html'>From &lt;i&gt;Samson Agonistes:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;O miserable change! is this the man,&lt;br /&gt;That invincible Samson, far renown'd,&lt;br /&gt;The dread of Israel's foes, who with a strength&lt;br /&gt;Equivalent to Angels walk'd their streets,&lt;br /&gt;None offering fight; who single combatant&lt;br /&gt;Duell'd their Armies rank't in proud array,&lt;br /&gt;Himself an Army, now unequal match&lt;br /&gt;To save himself against a coward arm'd&lt;br /&gt;At one spears length. O ever failing trust&lt;br /&gt;In mortal strength! and oh what not in man&lt;br /&gt;Deceivable and vain! Nay what thing good&lt;br /&gt;Pray'd for, but often proves our woe, our bane? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-1975026168016783858?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/1975026168016783858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/1975026168016783858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/strengths-weaknesses-turning-points.html' title='Strengths, weaknesses, turning points'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-5471401972344107391</id><published>2011-06-29T07:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T07:00:02.688+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Divided against ourselves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is how Adam Phillips puts it in &lt;i&gt;Side Effects: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It is Freud’s view that we are ineluctably averse to ourselves (and others) because our desire is fundamentally transgressive. If what we want is what we must not have we are going to be, to put it as mildly as possible, divided against ourselves.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is the diagram and the text for how I put it in &lt;i&gt;Radical Disorientation &lt;/i&gt;a while back: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I1byfkHGv1I/TgdqkggbCBI/AAAAAAAAAII/cuKQBTnHNH4/s1600/Loving-and-hating-self.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I1byfkHGv1I/TgdqkggbCBI/AAAAAAAAAII/cuKQBTnHNH4/s400/Loving-and-hating-self.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622579835229112338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 120%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:120%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Loving and hating God; loving and hating loving self&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 120%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:120%"&gt;For Adam, to love God’s character, recognise his authority and embrace his purpose would have meant that he rejected sin.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He would need and desire no other standard and calling than God’s loving holiness expressed in his good and righteous commands and promises.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He would not want to do away with or replace God.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Rather, he would love God with his whole being.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And, vitally, this in turn means that he would love himself.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 120%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:120%"&gt;But, as we have seen, Adam, as sinner, hated God.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ironically, made in the image of God, Adam was already ‘like God’.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But not content at bearing God’s glory, reflecting and representing God’s character, recognising God’s authority, embracing God’s purpose and obeying God’s commands, he grasped at equality with God.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And this was his fall, his shame.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Determined to do away with God and seeing the reflection of God in his own being and calling, he took a hammer to himself as mirror and shattered the image of God.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And when, in sin, he looked at himself and saw the image of God, shattered yet not obliterated, he hated himself as he hated God.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Designed perfectly in the image of God, so far as Adam loved God, he would love himself as the mirror of God.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Embracing sin, the situation was reversed.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Looking at himself as a sinner, he hated what remained of the image of God and thus hated himself. And all in Adam die the same death. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 120%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:120%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 120%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:120%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Consistency in sin would be murder, madness and suicide&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 120%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:120%"&gt;The unregenerate, true to himself, that is to say fully consistent as a God-hater, would sin without limit.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But unlimited sin would be simultaneous madness, murder and suicide.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Madness, because reality is filled with God and the consistent sinner flees from reality:&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God is truth and the consistent sinner, endeavouring to do away with God, would reject truth.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yet truth is one, though lies are many, and so the rejection of truth, consistently worked through, would be a complete disconnection with reality.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Murder, because all other human persons are image-bearers and the consistent sinner, seeking to murder God and yet unable to do so, would, instead and as well, do all in his power to cleanse the planet of every sign of God.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Every other human person must be killed. &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Suicide because the fully consistent sinner would, regarding the remaining image of God upon himself and hating that image, seek to destroy himself.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hating God, the sinner hates truth, love and life, embraces falsehood, hatred and death and so, unrestrained, would plunge into madness, murder and suicide. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 120%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:120%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 120%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:120%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;God keeps us from consistency&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 120%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:120%"&gt;God’s mercy is such, however, that he restrains the sin of those who hate him, holding them back from full consistency.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thus, all around us, though only in part, the unregenerate accept truth, obey commands, reject evil, love others, and cherish life.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The Christian doctrine of ‘total depravity’ teaches that sin has corrupted every dimension and faculty of human life: it does not teach that every sinner is as evil as he or she could possibly be. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 120%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:120%"&gt;And thus the sinner is a divided, a self-alienated person.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Put simply, the two ‘selves’ of the fallen human person are first, the sinner as sinner, the God-hating self and, second, the sinner as restrained, the residual image-bearer as self.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This sets up four relationships and stances within the one human person (see fig.1): &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 120%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:120%"&gt;1.&lt;span&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;Adam (for all sinners) as a God-hater perceives himself as a God-hater and loves this self. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 120%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:120%"&gt;2.&lt;span&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;Adam the God-hater perceives himself as Adam the residual image-bearer and hates this self.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 120%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:120%"&gt;3.&lt;span&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;Adam the residual image-bearer perceives himself as Adam the God-hater and hates this self.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 120%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:120%"&gt;4.&lt;span&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;Adam the residual image-bearer perceives himself as Adam the image-bearer and loves this self. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 120%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:120%"&gt;Only unfallen Adam, Jesus of Nazareth and the fully restored people of God know the undivided self.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All other human experience is that of self-alienation and of consequent confusion, fear, anger, and guilt.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-5471401972344107391?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/5471401972344107391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/5471401972344107391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/it-is-freuds-view-that-we-are.html' title='Divided against ourselves'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I1byfkHGv1I/TgdqkggbCBI/AAAAAAAAAII/cuKQBTnHNH4/s72-c/Loving-and-hating-self.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-288021581171246752</id><published>2011-06-28T08:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T08:00:02.161+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Servility begins at home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Samson Agonistes: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;But what more oft in Nations grown corrupt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt; And by their vices brought to servitude,&lt;br /&gt;Than to love Bondage more than &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Liberty&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Bondage with case than strenuous liberty ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:white;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"&gt;..............................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;servile mind&lt;br /&gt;Rewarded well with servile punishment!&lt;br /&gt;The base degree to which I now am fall'n,&lt;br /&gt;These rags, this grinding, is not yet so base&lt;br /&gt;As was my former servitude. ignoble,&lt;br /&gt;Unmanly, ignominious, infamous,&lt;br /&gt;True slavery, and that blindness worse than this,&lt;br /&gt;That saw not how degeneratly I serv'd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;I was no private but a person rais'd&lt;br /&gt;With strength sufficient and command from Heav'n&lt;br /&gt;To free my Countrey; if their servile minds&lt;br /&gt;Me their Deliverer sent would not receive,&lt;br /&gt;But to their Masters gave me up for nought,&lt;br /&gt;Th' unworthier they; whence to this day they serve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-288021581171246752?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/288021581171246752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/288021581171246752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/servility-begins-at-home.html' title='Servility begins at home'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-1053369261132776281</id><published>2011-06-27T06:24:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T06:24:00.377+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Genius 2</title><content type='html'>Bloom on Shakespeare with some thoughts on Freud, change, and the invention of the human ... &lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"... the largest consciousness and most incisive intellect in all literature"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Hamlet, Falstaff, Lear, Iago, Cleopatra, Rosalind, and Macbeth ... [Shakepeare] fashioned women and men more real than living men and women." &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His language, his transcendently, preternaturally real characters, his equal brilliance in comedy and tragedy, his craft and density such that his plays (really) are to be read - all of these are signs of genius.  But, according to Bloom, his essential, world-changing contribution was his 'invention of the human'.  And how does that happen?  By self-overhearing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Where do our selves begin? ... Shakespeare, incomparable psychologist, invented a new origin for us in the most illuminating idea any poet ever has discovered &lt;i&gt;or &lt;/i&gt;invented: the self-recognition of self-overhearing." &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"... at moments we overhear ourselves and are startled.  Do we awaken into a new self-awareness ...?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"It is not clear to me that anyone in Shakespeare really listens to anyone else.  ... Self-overhearing, in Shakespeare, is the royal road to change.  Hamlet notoriously changes every time he hears himself speak [in his seven soliloquies].  ... Hamlet's self-re-creations through self-overhearing are everywhere in the play ... "&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"To overhear oneself is to be initially unaware that one is the speaker. That unawareness is so brief that self-overhearing seems more metaphoric than not, yet the moment of literal nonrecognition is authentic. Shakespeare ... seizes upon that moment to fashion another version of the human will to change. ... To hear yourself, at least for an instant, without self-recognition, is to open your spirit to the tempests of change ... This is a new inwardness that creates rather than confronts change." &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And since Freud is still following me around, then it's worth making the obvious connection that what happens in dreams and in free association is a particularly powerful form of "self-overhearing".  What I have yet to clarify is the relation between these and two sorts of prayer, namely, (1) the praying of Scripture until such time as we can hear a) that Scripture's note and our inner note are discordant  OR   b) that they are in harmony  OR  c) that they are identical;   and  (2) whatever sort of prayer it was  (something between free association and Brother Lawrence)  that filled Jesus's whole nights of prayer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This self-overhearing, therefore, takes place: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. when I speak to myself (soliloquy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. when one part of me speaks to another part of me (dream) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. when I speak to another (prayer) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. when I speak to myself in the presence of another (free association) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. when another speaks to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can this be?  How can listening to another be a form of self-overhearing?   Actually, it's the simple moment of reading C S Lewis and thinking, "I have always thought that and felt like that but until reading those words I didn't know it".   Or the simple moment of hearing the preacher say, "and you know how it is when you think / feel / react / wish ..." and finish the sentence in a way which makes you feel he's been inside your head and heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More theologically, "the invention of the human" is, of course, the outcome of the most potent "self-overhearing" of them all:  when the Father speaks the Word and hears himself (recognises the exact representation of his being) then this leads to the "change" of bringing all creation into being with humankind, shaped by the mold of the flesh that the Word will one day become, perfectly "in his own image and likeness". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is, the invention of the human, biblically, is the work of the Spirit as he makes an echo of the Word spoken by the Father which the Father overhears and chooses to repeat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-1053369261132776281?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/1053369261132776281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/1053369261132776281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/genius-2.html' title='Genius 2'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-8226614557256543106</id><published>2011-06-26T15:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T15:20:51.961+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Increasing epistemological self-consciousness</title><content type='html'>Low points for the Christian gospel over the last 1000 years: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  Pre-Reformation - widespread assent, widespread conformity but desperate ignorance of the gospel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  Pre-Evangelical Revival - widespread assent, widespread immorality, so horrible inconsistency with the gospel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  1990-2011 - widespread dissent, widespread immorality, so massive rebellion against the gospel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's increasing epistemological self-consciousness through these - ignorance, hypocrisy, rebellion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ignorance may be dealt with by the Word of the Reformation gospel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hypocrisy may be dealt with by the Wind of the Evangelical revival Spirit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the self-conscious rebellion of the celebration of promiscuity, the normalisation of perversity, the supercilious but unconsidering disdain for history, the self-righteous hatred of the God of the Bible which marks our day?  Maybe there's no way of 'reversing' that.  Maybe you have to go through it.  Maybe it takes 50-100 years for a demonstration of the bankruptcy of liberal secularism to be shown because at present it still relies upon some residual Christian values.  It'll take another two to four generations to see what individual and communal life looks like when it is founded upon radical epistemological and ethical relativism.  Kyrie, eleison. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-8226614557256543106?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/8226614557256543106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/8226614557256543106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/increasing-epistemological-self.html' title='Increasing epistemological self-consciousness'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-5984222216296222534</id><published>2011-06-24T20:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T15:09:27.656+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mighty through God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;A jawbone, a cross - the weapons of our warfare ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Samson Agonistes&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;................&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; on their whole Host I flew&lt;br /&gt;Unarm'd, and with a trivial weapon fell'd&lt;br /&gt;Their choicest youth; they only liv'd who fled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-5984222216296222534?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/5984222216296222534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/5984222216296222534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/mighty-through-god.html' title='Mighty through God'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-5245047120522597987</id><published>2011-06-23T07:00:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T07:00:04.373+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mea culpa</title><content type='html'>I've no-one else to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;i&gt;Samson Agonistes&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;of what now I suffer&lt;br /&gt;She was not the prime cause, but I my self,&lt;br /&gt;Who vanquisht with a peal of words (O weakness!)&lt;br /&gt;Gave up my fort of silence to a Woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appoint not heavenly disposition, Father,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing of all these evils hath befall'n me&lt;br /&gt;But justly; I myself have brought them on,&lt;br /&gt;Sole Author I, sole cause:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these indignities, for such they are&lt;br /&gt;From thine, these evils I deserve and more,&lt;br /&gt;Acknowledge them from God inflicted on me&lt;br /&gt;Justly, yet despair not of his final pardon&lt;br /&gt;Whose ear is ever open; and his eye&lt;br /&gt;Gracious to re-admit the suppliant ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-5245047120522597987?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/5245047120522597987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/5245047120522597987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/mea-culpa.html' title='Mea culpa'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-6368221769628537012</id><published>2011-06-22T20:00:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T20:00:03.023+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Strength and wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;Bodily exercise is of some value but ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Samson Agonistes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;O impotence of mind, in body strong!&lt;br /&gt;But what is strength without a double share&lt;br /&gt;Of wisdom ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Immeasurable strength they might behold&lt;br /&gt;In me, of wisdom nothing more then mean;&lt;br /&gt;This with the other should, at least, have paired,&lt;br /&gt;These two proportiond ill drove me transverse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-language: AR-SA;font-family:'Georgia', 'serif';" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-language: AR-SA;font-family:'Georgia', 'serif';" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-6368221769628537012?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/6368221769628537012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/6368221769628537012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/strength-and-wisdom.html' title='Strength and wisdom'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-1778170629373593334</id><published>2011-06-22T07:00:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T07:00:03.261+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The liberator bound</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="mso-bidi-language: AR-SA;font-family:'Georgia', 'serif';" &gt;John 18.8, 13 // Judges 16 // Milton's &lt;i&gt;Samon Agonistes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="mso-bidi-language: AR-SA;font-family:'Georgia', 'serif';" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-language: AR-SA;font-family:'Georgia', 'serif';" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-language: AR-SA;font-family:'Georgia', 'serif';" &gt;Ask for this great Deliverer now, and find him&lt;br /&gt;Eyeless in Gaza at the Mill with slaves,&lt;br /&gt;Himself in bonds under Philistian yoke; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-1778170629373593334?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/1778170629373593334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/1778170629373593334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/liberator-bound.html' title='The liberator bound'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-7723523691985246471</id><published>2011-06-21T07:00:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T07:00:00.611+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Genius</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41C1RQ1S68L._SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41C1RQ1S68L._SL500_AA300_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/517ArVw47JL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA300_SH20_OU01_.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think - and it'll take a while - I'll pull out my favourite moments from Harold Bloom's "Genius".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the prelims - some lines expressing his curmudgeonly dismissal of the liberal establishment, a quote from Emerson which I'll use as an endorsement of copying things out from other people's books, and a couple of the one-line descriptions which Bloom gives of his book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Groupthink is the blight of our Age of Information, and is most pernicious in our obsolete academic institutions whose long suicide since 1967 continues."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Genius is no longer a term much favored by scholars, so many of whom have become cultural levelers quite immune from awe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If genius is the God within, I need to seek is there, in the abyss of the aboriginal self, an entity unknown to nearly all our current Explainers, in the intellectually forlorn universities and in the media's dark Satanic mills."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emerson: "Only an inventor knows how to borrow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I seek only to define as best I can, the particular genius of my one hundred personages."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One hundred exemplary minds"&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-7723523691985246471?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/7723523691985246471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/7723523691985246471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/genius.html' title='Genius'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-1273056524499373181</id><published>2011-06-20T06:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T06:40:20.345+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Interruptions and the given or constructed self</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;Adam Phillips ("On Making It Up" in Side Effects) discusses, amongst other things, the ancient debate about whether we discover ourselves or create ourselves (essentialist or existentialist; given or constructed; midwives or Prometheans).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he puts the question in terms of "interruptions":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;In a sense, the issue of trauma can be stated quite simply: is a life interrupted by events, or are the interruptions the life? Do we, as organisms, have an aim, a teleology, a true life story from which we can be deflected, or is what we call a life – and the telling of a life story – a series of more or less productive and satisfying adaptations and transformations of what happens to happen? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;All very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if there is a purposeful Creator who intends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;to form a person in the likeness of his Son;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;to do so by means of his own Fatherly ordering of events;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;in conjunction with the Spirit's cultivation / inspiration / animation of particular wsays of responding to, relating to and handling those events which themselves amount to 'formation'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is that all reactions are creative and all creations are reactive. The active / passive distinction is ultimately unstable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are both "given" and "constructed". Both come from God. Both demand and invite our total engagement and involvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why it is so hard to keep precise rules for dealing with interruptions few and simple. Interruption is just a another word for event -"when God steps in to make something happen".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Incarnation was an interruption! And Pentecost! And the return of Christ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the knock on the door, the indigestion, the blank sheet of paper, the new baby, the first day of holiday, the phone call, the placing (or spilling) of a cup of tea on the table in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interruptions are events. Events are gifts. Gifts are blessings from Another. And the fact that I had planned something doesn't mean that it's not an interrruption-gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If unplanned and undesired, I need to reckon with the fact that it is a &lt;em&gt;blessing&lt;/em&gt; from Another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If planned and desired, I need to reckon with the fact that it is a blessing &lt;em&gt;from Another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-1273056524499373181?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/1273056524499373181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/1273056524499373181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/interruptions-and-given-or-constructed.html' title='Interruptions and the given or constructed self'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-9151742567602023224</id><published>2011-06-15T07:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T07:00:01.324+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoListParagraph" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -18pt; line-height: 120%; "&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;line-height:120%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Some questions to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ask in trouble ... &lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;How will this loo&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;k on resurrection morning? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will I thank the Lord for it then?    &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How would this seem if Jesus were standing next to me physically in all his authority and compassion?   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Was this within the reach and under the control of my sovereign Father’s wise love when it happened?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In terms of my well-being and God's glory could &lt;i&gt;anything at all &lt;/i&gt;be better than exactly this exactly now? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What might God’s good purpose in this be, I wonder?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-9151742567602023224?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/9151742567602023224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/9151742567602023224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/questions-6.html' title='Questions 6'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-5444122878820040067</id><published>2011-06-14T07:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T07:00:04.858+01:00</updated><title type='text'>True humans are still human</title><content type='html'>Christ is truly human and the hypostatic union does not produce ontological change in the human nature which the Word assumes to Himself.  The sinner is a marred and inconsistent human being but still a human being and regeneration does not make him/her some other species than human. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is an historical particularity and a temporal contingency about the human existence of the incarnate Son and about the regenerate-ness of the redeemed.  Neither of which are to be taken as uncertainty, fragility, or reversibility: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Godhead surrounds this man like a garment, and fills Him as the train of Yahweh filled the temple in Is. 6.  This is the determination of His human essence. It is again apparent that there can be no question of a transferred condition, or an infused habit, in this grace addressed to Him. It is all a history against the background and in the light of this inward life of God: a history which in the living Jesus Christ is played out between His human being as the Son of Man and His divine being as the Son of God which He is also and primarily; a history between the Father, and also between the Holy Ghost and the Son, who as such is also the Son of Man.  How else, then, can this determination of His human essence take place and be seen and understood except as an event?  What &lt;i&gt;habitus &lt;/i&gt;could either belong or be ascribed to Him in His relationship to the grace of God?  The grace of the Father's Yes and the Spirit's power a &lt;i&gt;habitus&lt;/i&gt;!  Even the man Jesus of Nazareth exists in a concrete history as its recipient.  He takes the road which leads from His birth to His death, from His secret preparation to the beginning and fulfilment and completion of His human work. He takes the road on which the good-pleasure of the Father, the gift of the Spirit and His own existence as the Son of God must always mean something new and specific at every step.  He takes the road on which there can be no permanent state of blessing, but the continuity of which can be assured (although, of course, definitively) by the fact that He is always the same elect man confronted and surrounded and filled by the same electing grace of God.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Church Dogmatics, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;§64.2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-5444122878820040067?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/5444122878820040067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/5444122878820040067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/true-humans-are-still-human.html' title='True humans are still human'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-3510502958430082036</id><published>2011-06-13T07:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T21:40:26.124+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:120%"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;How do Jesus’s questions in Matthew’s gospel re-orientate, reassure and challenge people to trust?   Take a look at his questions in the verses below and ponder their impact upon the listeners.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;6.27&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;6.30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;7.9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;8.26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;9.28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;10.29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;12.48&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;18.12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;20.32&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;26.10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-3510502958430082036?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/3510502958430082036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/3510502958430082036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/questions-5.html' title='Questions 5'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-8461850693661738495</id><published>2011-06-12T07:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T07:00:00.125+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sustained outwardly, impelled inwardly</title><content type='html'>The life of a Son of God.  First, supremely, and originally in Christ. Subsequently, analogously, and derivatively in us: &lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;His humanity as that of the Son of God is determined by the fact that as the Son of Man He is fully and completely participant not only in the good-pleasure of God the Father but also in the presence and effective working of the Holy Spirit ...  As the Son, therefore, He is sustained outwardly by the inflexible Yes of the Father and His inexhaustible blessing, and enlightened and impelled inwardly by the comfort and power and direction of the Holy Spirit. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Church Dogmatics, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;§64.2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-8461850693661738495?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/8461850693661738495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/8461850693661738495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/sustained-outwardly-impelled-inwardly.html' title='Sustained outwardly, impelled inwardly'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-6319430204746018654</id><published>2011-06-11T11:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T11:32:16.996+01:00</updated><title type='text'>You've let yourself down 2</title><content type='html'>The combination of our ability to sin and our choice to sin: &lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It is not our genuine freedom, our &lt;i&gt;liberum&lt;/i&gt;, but our &lt;i&gt;servum arbitrium, &lt;/i&gt;that we choose evil.  It means an alienation not only from God and our neighbour but also from ourselves.  We do not act freely, but as those "possessed," when we do wrong.  And it is only as we actually do it that it shows itself to be a determination of our human essence which, although we cannot shake it off, is supremely inappropriate and improper. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Church Dogmatics, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;§64.2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-6319430204746018654?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/6319430204746018654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/6319430204746018654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/youve-let-yourself-down-2.html' title='You&apos;ve let yourself down 2'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-2001158257349752482</id><published>2011-06-11T11:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T11:45:00.332+01:00</updated><title type='text'>You've let yourself down 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Mummy Balloon and Daddy Balloon have been having trouble getting Baby Balloon to stay in his own bed at night. But the time comes when Daddy Balloon takes a firm line:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Come on now Baby Balloon, you're getting too big to sleep in our bed. You must stay in your own bed from now on."&lt;/blockquote&gt;For a few weeks this works fine and Baby Balloon stays in his own room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one night, waking up and feeling lonely, Baby Balloon creeps across the landing to Mummy and Daddy Balloons' bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quietly opening the door and creeping across the bedroom floor, Baby Balloon tries to sneak into the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no! Bigger now, Baby Balloon finds there is no longer room for him in his parents' bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A plan springs to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching across, he lets a little bit of air out of Daddy Balloon. Shssssssssssss. Then he tries again to get into the bed but still there's not enough room.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;So he now lets some air out of Mummy Balloon. Shsssssssssss.  He tries again to get into bed but still there's not quite enough room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, then, he lets a little air out of himself. Shssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now there's just enough room so he snuggles down and falls fast asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning Mummy and Daddy Balloon are already up and can be heard downstairs making breakfast.  Baby Balloon feels guilty about what happened the night before and slowly creeps goes downstairs and quietly opens the door to the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and Daddy Balloon know that he's there and they turn to look sternly at Baby Balloon. With a tone of mixed anger and sadness, Daddy Balloon says, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Son, I have to say that I really am disappointed with you, I said you can't sleep with us but you disobeyed me.  You've let me down, you've let Mummy down, and, worst of all, you've let yourself down."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(46, 46, 46); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-2001158257349752482?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/2001158257349752482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/2001158257349752482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/youve-let-yourself-down-1.html' title='You&apos;ve let yourself down 1'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-5055848653771835650</id><published>2011-06-10T23:20:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:04:09.022+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypocrisy, self-deception, free association and 'counselling'</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoListParagraph" style="margin-top:0cm;margin-right:0cm;margin-bottom: 6.0pt;margin-left:18.0pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;line-height:120%;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:120%;font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family:Symbol"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div&gt;More Adam Phillips.  This time from &lt;i&gt;Side Effects. &lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this time it's simply noting that the Freudian slip, the denial, the silence, the diversionary tactics, the things unsaid which are so much part of the analyst's concern as the analysand engages in 'free association' should be no less a concern for the Christian minister.   The single biggest connection between "depth psychology" and the Christian faith is the recognition of how far-reaching and deep-seated is the messed-up-ness of human beings and how determined we are not to face up to the horribleness, the pain, and the desires within. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The puritans had been to these places in their cure of souls.  They knew that there is usually a 'question behind the question', that changing the subject and avoiding the question and choosing &lt;i&gt;this &lt;/i&gt;rather than &lt;i&gt;that &lt;/i&gt;metaphor and vocabulary are highly revealing.  But it takes many many years of experience, observation, deliberate practice (see Geoff Colvin), along with deep Bible knowledge, prayerfulness, the filling of the Holy Spirit, and sensory and linguistic acuity before pastors can see that deeply, make those connections, and take this person to the place where self-understanding and a sight of the &lt;i&gt;particular &lt;/i&gt;majesty, sufficiency, and grace of Christ meet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes a version of 'free association' may positively help in these situations.  Sometimes, it's worth asking, "what's on your mind?" or,  "what would you like to talk about?" and just letting it roll for 20 minutes (or three hours). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's Phillips talking about free association - it may prompt some useful thoughts: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;... as the patient speaks as freely as he is able, and begins to understand the ingenuities of the censorship he imposes on himself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Free association, what is said by the way, what is said as aside from the matter in hand, what is said ‘off topic’, is where the action of meaning and feeling is. In this picture digression is secular revelation, keeping to the subject is the best way we have of keeping off the subject; of speaking up without speaking out. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;In much modern writing it is the things said in passing, when the writer takes his eye off the point he is trying to make, that are most striking. Concentration, argument, persuasion, deduction can convince us, but being convinced is not only or always the thing we most want to be; changing how people feel is rarely just a matter of amassing evidence. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;What the writer writes while he is writing something else, what the patient happens to say when he is saying what he wants to say, what we dream when we are wanting to sleep, how we fail when we are determined to succeed; this is what psychoanalysis, and not of course only psychoanalysis, wants us to attend to. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The essays of Lamb or Hazlitt or Emerson create the conditions, not unlike a psychoanalytic session, for concentrations and meanderings, for changes of tone and changes of heart over a very short space of time. .... Their enthusiasm for digression, for telling all sorts of stories and non-stories, for telling almost whatever occurs to them while they are writing, tempers their fanaticism. It is as though in their writing, whatever the topic, they want to be distracted, they want to be waylaid.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Garamond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-5055848653771835650?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/5055848653771835650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/5055848653771835650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/hypocrisy-self-deception-free.html' title='Hypocrisy, self-deception, free association and &apos;counselling&apos;'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-4178010368549701819</id><published>2011-06-10T22:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T22:44:22.540+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandaddy Rousas</title><content type='html'>The grand old man of reconstructionism (for all many wonders and its not-so-many woes) was Rousas J Rushdoony.  Some of my favourite moments from his Newletters, Reports, and Position Papers are online &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://davidpfield.com/other/Rushdoony-Roots.doc"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-4178010368549701819?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/4178010368549701819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/4178010368549701819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/grandaddy-rousas.html' title='Grandaddy Rousas'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-6451287343925099107</id><published>2011-06-08T17:50:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T17:54:42.701+01:00</updated><title type='text'>We cannot toy unpunished with inversions of this type ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:6.0pt;line-height:120%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Barth is exploring the relationship between divine essence and human essence in the hypostatic union.  He examines a particular form of the Lutheran &lt;i&gt;communicatio idiomatum&lt;/i&gt; which, for all the qualifications presented, appears to him to amount to a divinising of the humanity of Christ.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;However, since the human nature of Christ is the human nature of all humankind, then surely the door is opened to a general divinisation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;But where does the way through this door lead?  It obviously leads smoothly and directly to anthropology:  ... to the doctrine of a humanity which is not only capable of deification, but already deified, or at any rate, on the point of apotheosis or deification.      &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then the uniqueness of Christ is lost and humanity may be worshipped:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If the supreme achievement of Christology, its final word, is the apotheosised flesh of Jesus Christ, omnipotent, omnipresent, and omniscient, deserving of our worship, is it not merely a hard shell which conceals the sweet kernel of the divinity of humanity as a whole and as such, a shell which we can confidently discard and throw away once it has performed this service?     &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then we might conclude, says Barth, that it is not an accident that German Idealism grew up in the soil of this Lutheran doctrine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;For does not this correspond more or less exactly to the anthropology which is so easily reach from this Christology once its open door is passed – the anthropology of a humanity which is destined and able to be deified, and already on the point of deification?  ... Was Hegel so wrong after all when he thought that he could profess to be a good Lutheran?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;His conclusion – and I am not at all sure that in a chain of argument so long as this (Barth takes 11 pages to work this out) the conclusion is inescapable – is that      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Luther and the older Lutherans did in fact compromise – at a most crucial point – the irreversibility of the relationship between God and man, long before the message of the Church was similarly affected by a secular human self-understanding  ...    &lt;/blockquote&gt;And he then reflects,     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We cannot toy unpunished with inversions of this type ... &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:6.0pt;line-height:120%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:120%"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-6451287343925099107?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/6451287343925099107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/6451287343925099107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/we-cannot-toy-unpunished-with.html' title='We cannot toy unpunished with inversions of this type ...'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-2929066872899215273</id><published>2011-06-05T07:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T07:00:03.984+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Risk and Desire</title><content type='html'>You do or you don't really know what you want.  Or both.  Two more paragraphs from Adam Phillips' &lt;i&gt;Houdini's Box: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The convinced are in flight from the experimental nature of wanting, from the fact that you can only find out what you want by trying to get it, and in the process you may find something else that you didn't know you wanted. The unsure are in flight from acting on inclination, from following the compass of their excitement. For the unsure there is always a safe haven of compromise, of world-weary wisdom about the impossibility of satisfaction, and the noble truth in disappointment. Whereas the convinced live in a different kind of inner superiority, the belief that they really know what everyone really wants, but that they are the only ones with the courage, or the recklessness, or the moral strength, or the good fortune, to be capable of the ultimate satisfactions that life has to offer. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scepticism is a refuge from conviction and conviction is a refuge from scepticism.  Each of these is a relief from the tyranny of the other. But these two parts of ourselves that we can play are always envious of each other, and often secretly believe that it is the other who will be saved, the other who might just be the happier one.  So they must never meet, never be on speaking terms with each other, because they fear conversion; and for both of them conversion is the only imaginable form of change.  Indeed, it is their mutual suspicion that sustains and fortifies them. Both of them, in other words, glamorize risk to avoid taking one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-2929066872899215273?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/2929066872899215273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/2929066872899215273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/risk-and-desire.html' title='Risk and Desire'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-2983188837833247839</id><published>2011-06-04T10:23:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T10:39:17.448+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Professor John Semple Craig</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sfu.ca/history/images/profs/7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.sfu.ca/history/images/profs/7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://cgi.sfu.ca/~wwwhist/cgi-bin/viewfaculty.php?view=7"&gt;What a man! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Professor of Early Modern History and Dean of the Faculty of Arts and the Social Sciences at Simon Fraser University in Vancouver. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He almost certainly knows more about churchwardens' accounts in England in the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries than anyone else in the history of the universe so far.  And much, much, much more besides. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His writings have world-leading research standing, are SO witty, clear, and readable, and are full of historical, theological, cultural, and spiritual insights.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never miss a chance to listen to him lecture. Never miss a chance to read his work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://cgi.sfu.ca/~wwwhist/cgi-bin/viewfaculty.php?view=7"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What a man!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-2983188837833247839?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/2983188837833247839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/2983188837833247839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/professor-john-semple-craig.html' title='Professor John Semple Craig'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-3391455638530873691</id><published>2011-06-04T07:52:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T08:13:38.415+01:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Arts of Escape</title><content type='html'>A few more lines from Adam Phillips' &lt;i&gt;Houdini's Box: On the Arts of Escape. &lt;/i&gt; Psychological probing, cultural comment, spiritual challenge: &lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;People become demonic when they believe that havoc is a necessity. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;In this culture, if academics think you're a bit naive and non-academics think you're rather pretentious, then you're probably onto something. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;No-one can be indifferent to being ignored. ... My mother was always encouraging me to be more independent but really she wanted me to leave her alone. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;What he called up in me was a kind of quasi-religious personality, someone who could rant with conviction, but someone who was left afterwards strangely unpersuaded by himself. Not exactly regretting what was said, but unsure of the point of saying it. ... Encouraged - unwittingly by him - to be a caricature of my virtues, they seemed like vices. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Yes, because I never did a thing like this before ... I wouldn't have wanted to for the obvious reasons but I know I'm sick of something ... of the way I behave ... it's so childish to say this, to say it like this, and even though I know what you're going to say and you're probably right and probably wrong but I'm like a fugitive now, a vagrant ... I can't settle to anything ... I'm always being interrupted but there's nothing to interrupt because I'm not really doing anything ..." &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Real magic is the illusion that there is such a thing as real magic. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The absence of desire and real death, of which the death of desire is a foreshadowing, are the two great hauntings. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was Houdini's unique but exemplary artfulness, to make himself the magician the public could trust. They knew he was brilliant at deceiving people. That's why they could trust him. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-3391455638530873691?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/3391455638530873691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/3391455638530873691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/on-arts-of-escape.html' title='On the Arts of Escape'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-2014599219798512142</id><published>2011-06-03T07:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T07:00:02.320+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions 4</title><content type='html'>Some questions from Leviticus and Numbers: &lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Le 10:17: “Why have you not eaten the sin offering in the place of the sanctuary, since it is a thing most holy and has been given to you that you may bear the iniquity of the congregation, to make atonement for them before the Lord?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le 25:20-21: And if you say, ‘What shall we eat in the seventh year, if we may not sow or gather in our crop?’  I will command my blessing on you in the sixth year, so that it will produce a crop sufficient for three years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu 11:11-14: Moses said to the Lord, “Why have you dealt ill with your servant? And why have I not found favor in your sight, that you lay the burden of all this people on me? Did I conceive all this people? Did I give them birth, that you should say to me, ‘Carry them in your bosom, as a nurse carries a nursing child,’ to the land that you swore to give their fathers?  Where am I to get meat to give to all this people? For they weep before me and say, ‘Give us meat, that we may eat.’  I am not able to carry all this people alone; the burden is too heavy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu 11:23: And the Lord said to Moses, “Is the Lord’s hand shortened? Now you shall see whether my word will come true for you or not.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu 12:2: And they said, “Has the Lord indeed spoken only through Moses? Has he not spoken through us also?” And the Lord heard it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu 12:8: With him I speak mouth to mouth, clearly, and not in riddles, and he beholds the form of the Lord. Why then were you not afraid to speak against my servant Moses?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu 14:11: And the Lord said to Moses, “How long will this people despise me? And how long will they not believe in me, in spite of all the signs that I have done among them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu 14:41: But Moses said, “Why now are you transgressing the command of the Lord, when that will not succeed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu 16:8-10: And Moses said to Korah, “Hear now, you sons of Levi:  is it too small a thing for you that the God of Israel has separated you from the congregation of Israel, to bring you near to himself, to do service in the tabernacle of the Lord and to stand before the congregation to minister to them,  and that he has brought you near him, and all your brothers the sons of Levi with you? And would you seek the priesthood also?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu 16:12-13 And Moses sent to call Dathan and Abiram the sons of Eliab, and they said, “We will not come up.  Is it a small thing that you have brought us up out of a land flowing with milk and honey, to kill us in the wilderness, that you must also make yourself a prince over us?    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nu 22:28: Then the Lord opened the mouth of the donkey, and she said to Balaam, “What have I done to you, that you have struck me these three times?”      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nu 22:30: And the donkey said to Balaam, “Am I not your donkey, on which you have ridden all your life long to this day? Is it my habit to treat you this way?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nu 23:8: How can I curse whom God has not cursed? How can I denounce whom the Lord has not denounced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu 23:10: Who can count the dust of Jacob or number the fourth part of Israel? Let me die the death of the upright, and let my end be like his!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu 23:11: And Balak said to Balaam, “What have you done to me? I took you to curse my enemies, and behold, you have done nothing but bless them.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu 23:12: And he answered and said, “Must I not take care to speak what the Lord puts in my mouth?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu 23:19: God is not man, that he should lie, or a son of man, that he should change his mind. Has he said, and will he not do it? Or has he spoken, and will he not fulfill it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu 32:6-7: But Moses said to the people of Gad and to the people of Reuben, “Shall your brothers go to the war while you sit here? Why will you discourage the heart of the people of Israel from going over into the land that the Lord has given them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-GB;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-2014599219798512142?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/2014599219798512142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/2014599219798512142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/questions-4.html' title='Questions 4'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-7208196520038459321</id><published>2011-06-03T06:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T07:59:14.085+01:00</updated><title type='text'>No spokes in the centre</title><content type='html'>You won't find an adequate analogy for that which is the ground of all analogies, namely, the hypostatic union. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You could say, of course, that the ground of all analogies is the eternal relationship of the Father and the Son and the fact that the Son is the Image of the Father.  You could say that the covenant is grounded in the eternal life of God rather than in relationship between God and the world which is founded upon the hypostatic union.  But these things need not be set against each other:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- the eternal relationship of Father and Son &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- any intra-trinitarian covenant which you may choose to assert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- the hypostatic union &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- the Father's act of creation by the Word ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all of these (perspectivally!) are grounds of analogies and grounds of the covenant.  But &lt;i&gt;in creation, &lt;/i&gt;the primary (though not the chronologically first), the original, and the principial "relating" of the uncreated and the created is the hypostatic union. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is how we find it in one of the longer paragraphs of &lt;i&gt;Church Dogmatics&lt;/i&gt; §64.2. I love the wheel/spokes piece:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;To be sure, certain analogies to the relationship between God and man, God and the world, are established and made possible in His becoming and being.  One such is the relationship between heaven and earth described in Gen. 1.1 and often mentioned later in both Old and New Testaments. Again, the being of man as husband and wife (Gen. 1.27) is expressly described as a picture of the living God of Israel in His action and co-existence with man and the world. The relationships of father and child, king and people, master and servant, frequently emerge in the Bible as correspondent to this relationship.  Everywhere analogies have their proper place where it is a matter of consideration and understanding of the covenant as it was willed in God's eternal counsel and fulfilled in time in the incarnation of His Word.  Again, in the connexion with their earthly surroundings the fulfilment of the covenant, Jesus Christ and the kingdom of heaven are all open to comparison.  In this connexion they are obviously made a subject of comparison in the New Testament.  But in Jesus Christ Himself - and it is of Him that we now speak - we have to do with the eternal basis and temporal fulfilment of the covenant and therefore with the ground and basis of all the natural and historical relationships in which the covenant is reflected as the basic relationship between God and man, God and the world, and in which it therefore has its analogies.  We have to do with the presupposition of the connexion in which it can also be a subject of comparisons.  In Him we have the basic reality which underlies the possibility of the basic relationship of the covenant, and therefore all the natural and historical relationships, and in Him the analogies, and therefore His own connexion with His earthly surroundings and the comparisons which it invites. In Him we have their beginning, their meaning and their goal, the centre which invites and carries the whole, both creation and the covenant.  This centre is the divinely established unity of existence between Himself and man, the &lt;i&gt;unio hypostatica &lt;/i&gt;in the one Jesus Christ.  But as a wheel with its different spokes can have no spokes in the centre, so in this centre of creation and the covenant, the origin even of its own connexion with its earthly environment, there cannot be a relationship between God and man, God and the world, which is comparable to natural and historical relationships, having an analogy or likeness in relationships of this kind.  That the Creator became a creature, the Lord a servant (and, as a servant, and the Brother of all other servants, genuinely the Lord), the divine I a human Thou, God's existence the existence of an essentially different man - in other words, the becoming and being of Jesus Christ - cannot be understood and apprehended, either in advance or afterwards, by means of any reflexion which looks beyond Him or from any neutral place apart from Him.  With a strange, one-sided, self-glorious spontaneity, we have to do here with the work and action of the faithfulness and omnipotence and mercy of God Himself, which has no ground of reality except in Himself, or ground of knowledge except in His self-revelation.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-7208196520038459321?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/7208196520038459321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/7208196520038459321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/no-spokes-in-centre.html' title='No spokes in the centre'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-55789696965894653</id><published>2011-06-02T07:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T07:00:04.277+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions 3</title><content type='html'>Some questions from Exodus: &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ex 2:14: He answered, “Who made you a prince and a judge over us? Do you mean to kill me as you killed the Egyptian?” Then Moses was afraid, and thought, “Surely the thing is known.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ex 3:11: But Moses said to God, “Who am I that I should go to Pharaoh and bring the children of Israel out of Egypt?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ex 3:13: Then Moses said to God, “If I come to the people of Israel and say to them, ‘The God of your fathers has sent me to you,’ and they ask me, ‘What is his name?’ what shall I say to them?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ex 4:11: Then the Lord said to him, “Who has made man’s mouth? Who makes him mute, or deaf, or seeing, or blind? Is it not I, the Lord?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ex 5:2: But Pharaoh said, “Who is the Lord, that I should obey his voice and let Israel go? I do not know the Lord, and moreover, I will not let Israel go.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ex 5:22: Then Moses turned to the Lord and said, “O Lord, why have you done evil to this people? Why did you ever send me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ex 10:3: So Moses and Aaron went in to Pharaoh and said to him, “Thus says the Lord, the God of the Hebrews, ‘How long will you refuse to humble yourself before me? Let my people go, that they may serve me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ex 14:5: When the king of Egypt was told that the people had fled, the mind of Pharaoh and his servants was changed toward the people, and they said, “What is this we have done, that we have let Israel go from serving us?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ex 14:11: They said to Moses, “Is it because there are no graves in Egypt that you have taken us away to die in the wilderness? What have you done to us in bringing us out of Egypt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ex 15:11: “Who is like you, O Lord, among the gods? Who is like you, majestic in holiness, awesome in glorious deeds, doing wonders?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ex 16:28: And the Lord said to Moses, “How long will you refuse to keep my commandments and my laws?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ex 17:2: Therefore the people quarreled with Moses and said, “Give us water to drink.” And Moses said to them, “Why do you quarrel with me? Why do you test the Lord?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ex 17:4: So Moses cried to the Lord, “What shall I do with this people? They are almost ready to stone me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ex 17:7: And he called the name of the place Massah and Meribah, because of the quarreling of the people of Israel, and because they tested the Lord by saying, “Is the Lord among us or not?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ex 18:14: When Moses’ father-in-law saw all that he was doing for the people, he said, “What is this that you are doing for the people? Why do you sit alone, and all the people stand around you from morning till evening?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ex 32:26: then Moses stood in the gate of the camp and said, “Who is on the Lord’s side? Come to me.” And all the sons of Levi gathered around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ex 33:16: For how shall it be known that I have found favor in your sight, I and your people? Is it not in your going with us, so that we are distinct, I and your people, from every other people on the face of the earth?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-55789696965894653?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/55789696965894653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/55789696965894653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/questions-3.html' title='Questions 3'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-1218828020493413477</id><published>2011-06-01T07:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T07:00:02.311+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Merrily coming downhill</title><content type='html'>When we say Jesus Christ, this is not a possibility which is somewhere ahead of us, but an actuality which is already behind us. With this name in our hearts and on our lips, we are not laboriously toiling uphill, but merrily coming down. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Church Dogmatics&lt;/i&gt;, §64.2) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-1218828020493413477?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/1218828020493413477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/1218828020493413477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/06/merrily-coming-downhill.html' title='Merrily coming downhill'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-4137475539008758169</id><published>2011-05-31T07:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T21:50:47.433+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions 2</title><content type='html'>Over the years various random pieces have got me thinking about questions: &lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Interrogative-Mood-Padgett-Powell/dp/1846683661/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1306764121&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The Interrogative Mood - A Novel?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;   (Padgett Powell) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Book of Questions&lt;/i&gt; - Gregory Stock&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Kids' Book of Questions&lt;/i&gt; - Gregory Stock &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Questions are the Answer" in &lt;i&gt;Awaken the Giant Within - &lt;/i&gt;Anthony Robbins &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Questioning Evangelism&lt;/i&gt; - Randy Newman&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Summa Theologica - &lt;/i&gt;Thomas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"An Answer to Questions" in &lt;i&gt;Promises, Promises &lt;/i&gt;by Adam Phillips&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Theological Questions of President [Jonathan] Edwards&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dogmatic Theology - Questions - W G T Shedd&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there's any number of books of questions out there that I've not read. [How many?]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Questions-Getting-Know-Anyone-Everyone/dp/0375720812/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1306764052&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Here's one&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Complete-Book-Questions-Conversation-Starters/dp/031024420X/ref=sr_1_5?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1306762838&amp;amp;sr=1-5"&gt;And another&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/If-Questions-Game-Life-Saywell/dp/0679445358/ref=sr_1_3?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1306762838&amp;amp;sr=1-3"&gt;And another&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Good-Question-Asking-Questions-Positive/dp/1905430078/ref=sr_1_4?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1306762838&amp;amp;sr=1-4"&gt;And another&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-4137475539008758169?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/4137475539008758169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/4137475539008758169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/05/questions-2.html' title='Questions 2'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-2275857640243784501</id><published>2011-05-30T15:10:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T15:41:18.263+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The humility of the eternal Son</title><content type='html'>In itself and as such, then, humility is not alien to the nature of the true God, but supremely proper to Him in His mode of being as the Son. ... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It must be considered what is implied by the &lt;i&gt;assumptio carnis. &lt;/i&gt; It is not merely that God willed not to be alone, but to co-exist as the Creator with the creature. It is not merely that He willed to bind and pledge Himself to the human creature. For the reconciliation of the estranged world with Himself, He, the Creator, willed to exist as a creature Himself. He, the Lord of the covenant, willed to be also its human partner and therefore the keeper of the covenant on this side too.  This is the depth to which He willed to descend from His throne, and the height to which He willed to exalt the creature man to the right hand of His throne.  For what reason?  ...  Why?    In the face of God Himself as the First and the Last we can only say:  Because He is the God of this mercy, and of the power of a mercy which is so radical and total.  There is no sense in trying to find or give any other reason for the fact that the Word became flesh, and therefore for this &lt;i&gt;assumptio. &lt;/i&gt; We can only say that in its great inconceivability - always new and surprising when we try to conceive it - this reason is holy and righteous and worthy of God because it corresponds to the humility of the eternal Son as it takes place in supreme reality in the intra-trinitarian life of God Himself;  and although it cannot be deduced from this, in the light of it it can be recognised as a reason which is in itself both clear and well-founded. ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is He, the Son of God, who becomes the Son of Man.  It is He who descends so deep down to man in order to lift him up so high.  It is He who goes into the far country in order that man may return home.  He does not do this without the Father, but, as the Gospel of John constantly reiterates, He does it as the One who is sent by the Father, with whom He is one.  He takes this downward way in the omnipotence of the Father, which will be manifest even in the depths as His glory. He does it as the One who is eternally loved by the Father, and loves Him eternally in return. ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This God as such is the Subject of the incarnation, of the assumption of human being into unity with Himself and therefore with His essence.  But He is this in His mode of being as the Son, and not as the Father or the Holy Spirit.  For - as we had first to show - it is in His mode of being as the Son, as the eternally Begotten of the Father, and to that extent, although of the same essence, first loved by Him and then loving Him in return, as the one who is in order secondary and therefore obedient to Him, that He is the one God in His humility.  It is to Him therefore, to God in this mode of being, that the act of humility of the incarnation corresponds. ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the work of the eternal Son, determined in God's eternal decree and taking place in time, as the meaning and basis and power of the reconciliation of the world with God. It can be His work, and it must indeed be His, because He - the one God in the mode of being of the Son - in unity with the Father and the Holy Ghost, in the deepest harmony of the whole Holy Trinity of the one God - is the humble God, and therefore exalted with the Father and the Holy Ghost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Church Dogmatics, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;§64.2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-2275857640243784501?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/2275857640243784501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/2275857640243784501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/05/humility-of-eternal-son.html' title='The humility of the eternal Son'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-5472635541471561678</id><published>2011-05-30T14:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T14:36:21.819+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions 1</title><content type='html'>There are over 3,100 questions in the Bible. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are twenty or so of the striking / pivotal questions out of the 140+ in the Book of Genesis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ge 3:1:  “Did God actually say, ‘You shall not eat of any tree in the garden’?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ge 3:9: But the Lord God called to the man and said to him, “Where are you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ge 3:11: He said, “Who told you that you were naked? Have you eaten of the tree of which I commanded you not to eat?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ge 3:13: Then the Lord God said to the woman, “What is this that you have done?”     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ge 4:6: The Lord said to Cain, “Why are you angry, and why has your face fallen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ge 4:9: Then the Lord said to Cain, “Where is Abel your brother?” He said, “I do not know; am I my brother’s keeper?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ge 4:10: And the Lord said, “What have you done? The voice of your brother’s blood is crying to me from the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ge 13:9: Is not the whole land before you? Separate yourself from me. If you take the left hand, then I will go to the right, or if you take the right hand, then I will go to the left.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ge 15:8: But he said, “O Lord God, how am I to know that I shall possess it?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ge 16:8: And he said, “Hagar, servant of Sarai, where have you come from and where are you going?” She said, “I am fleeing from my mistress Sarai.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ge 18:14: Is anything too hard for the Lord? At the appointed time I will return to you about this time next year, and Sarah shall have a son.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ge 18:17-18: The Lord said, “Shall I hide from Abraham what I am about to do, seeing that Abraham shall surely become a great and mighty nation, and all the nations of the earth shall be blessed in him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ge 18:25: Far be it from you to do such a thing, to put the righteous to death with the wicked, so that the righteous fare as the wicked! Far be that from you! Shall not the Judge of all the earth do what is just?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ge 21:17: And God heard the voice of the boy, and the angel of God called to Hagar from heaven and said to her, “What troubles you, Hagar? Fear not, for God has heard the voice of the boy where he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ge 22:7: And Isaac said to his father Abraham, “My father!” And he said, “Here am I, my son.” He said, “Behold, the fire and the wood, but where is the lamb for a burnt offering?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ge 24:31: He said, “Come in, O blessed of the Lord. Why do you stand outside? For I have prepared the house and a place for the camels.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ge 24:58: And they called Rebekah and said to her, “Will you go with this man?” She said, “I will go.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ge 25:32: Esau said, “I am about to die; of what use is a birthright to me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ge 27:36: Esau said, “Is he not rightly named Jacob? For he has cheated me these two times. He took away my birthright, and behold, now he has taken away my blessing.” Then he said, “Have you not reserved a blessing for me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ge 37:8: His brothers said to him, “Are you indeed to reign over us? Or are you indeed to rule over us?” So they hated him even more for his dreams and for his words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ge 39:9: How then can I do this great wickedness and sin against God?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ge 41:38: And Pharaoh said to his servants, “Can we find a man like this, in whom is the Spirit of God?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ge 50:19: But Joseph said to them, “Do not fear, for am I in the place of God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-5472635541471561678?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/5472635541471561678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/5472635541471561678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/05/questions-1.html' title='Questions 1'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-6886219945882022284</id><published>2011-05-28T14:05:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T11:56:54.313+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome interruptions</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;"... I always read to find something that will strike me ... for the quotations.  I read books as if they were dictionaries of quotations, it's like the lottery ..."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"One of my friends who's got children says what he can't stand is the interruption ... but it may be the point ... interruption is not the problem but the point if there's no plan ... it's only called interruption because there's no plan."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two more from Adam Phillips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The question - both for evaluating "was that a good day?"  and for assessing "how do I read?"  - is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What's the connection between 1. and 2. above?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-6886219945882022284?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/6886219945882022284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/6886219945882022284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/05/welcome-interruptions.html' title='Welcome interruptions'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-8655518355910407683</id><published>2011-05-25T22:09:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T22:36:45.673+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Boasting ... the soliloquy of the uncertain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Doug Wilson's fine, fine addresses at the recent Family Conference &lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://northlondonchurch.org/category/sermons/2011-emmanuel-family-conference/"&gt;(mp3s available here)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;explored something of what it means for husbands to love their wives and for wives to respect their husbands. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amongst other things, Doug noted that when boys do not receive the respect which nurtures them then they move to boasting and when girls do not receive the love which nurtures them then they move to flirting.  Thus fathers need directly to give their sons respect and (indirectly by example in the marriage relationship) to teach their sons what it means to love a woman.  And fathers need directly to give their daughters love and (indirectly by being a man who wins respect from his wife) to teach their daughters what it means to respect a man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's this element of "boys with a respect-deficit move to bragging" that strikes a chord with another Adam Phillips moment.  Phillips writes: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Even if it is intended for public consumption, boasting is a curiously solitary act.  More the soliloquy of the uncertain."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I fail to receive nurturing respect from others (and by the vicious cycle, earn that respect less and less and less), then I ask for it by boasting.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boasting, however, is a version of &lt;i&gt;me &lt;/i&gt;talking about &lt;i&gt;myself &lt;/i&gt;for &lt;i&gt;my &lt;/i&gt;benefit and it is not a communication within the orbit and ambit of a healthy relationship.  (If I have to boast to get you to relate properly to me then you are not being what you should be towards &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;.  And if I select boasting about myself as the content of my communication with you then I am not relating to &lt;i&gt;you &lt;/i&gt;properly.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thus, it's a "curiously solitary act" - it is not the act of someone living in proper relationship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's the "soliloquy of the uncertain" because it is a speaking to myself out loud as a request for reassurance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Worth noting along the way, of course, that self-deprecation &lt;i&gt;can &lt;/i&gt;be a clever form of boasting.  It, too, is a request for the reassurance of respect.  It's just that it's clever enough to take a circuitous route which enjoys 'deniability' privileges.] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All this is the participative and doxological ontology which is so wonderfully expounded in Douglas Knight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, since "no-one likes a boaster"  (or is it, "when no-one likes a person, he becomes a boaster"), then we reduce these intrusive soliloquys by walking in God's rightly ordered ways: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wives, respect your husbands. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fathers, respect your sons. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Humans, respect one another.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Creatures, hear the value-bestowing creation-affirming blessing of your Maker. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christians, revel in the (brought-into-history) resurrection verdict of your Redeemer-Judge. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-8655518355910407683?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/8655518355910407683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/8655518355910407683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/05/boasting-soliloquy-of-uncertain.html' title='Boasting ... the soliloquy of the uncertain'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-4842293694088266584</id><published>2011-05-24T22:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T22:42:27.378+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"That most common of conditions ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;... &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;fear of the conversation flagging&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;."  (&lt;i&gt;Houdini's Box, &lt;/i&gt;p.59)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just inhabit that moment in your imagination with different sorts of people. Horrible, isn't it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- talk about ourselves endlessly  (Conversational Narcissism - &lt;a href="http://www.hellomynameisblog.com/2008/01/8-ways-to-avoid-conversational.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;here;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://web.pdx.edu/~psu17799/sp511.htm"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;here;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  and &lt;a href="http://artofmanliness.com/2011/05/01/the-art-of-conversation-how-to-avoid-conversational-narcissism/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- ask questions unceasingly (the respectable person's way of making you keep your distance)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- avoid conversations altogether - stick your earphones in, put on the TV, leave the room, break your appointment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- talk about trivia - there's no end to that, is there?  Meal-times are conversation times but if you talk about the food then you needn't actually converse! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- play board games (be honest, they're just another respectable way of not having to converse).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thing is, you see, if the conversation flags then in the silence you might hear something really scary.  In the silence of a deflated conversation you can hear the other person's need, your own emptiness, and echoes from the precipice of aimlessness.  Terrifying indeed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-4842293694088266584?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/4842293694088266584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/4842293694088266584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/05/that-most-common-of-conditions.html' title='&quot;That most common of conditions ...'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-6695174405506602449</id><published>2011-05-23T22:06:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T22:21:47.071+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention is supremely selective</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Still Phillips, still &lt;i&gt;Houdini's Box: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;To learn to discriminate, to learn to talk and think and choose, is to learn to exclude (attention is supremely selective).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Attention is supremely selective."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That to which we attend is either what has power over us and/or what we regard as most attractive  (where "attractive", of course, can include a car crash or a major facial scar - that which draws our gaze with a seduction /magnetism which overwhelms the alternatives).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What has power over us - our lord and sovereign&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What gives us most in return for the price of our time and energy - our "good", our preference. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Attention - the beginnings of true worship ("This is my beloved Son, listen to him";  "Look to me and live") &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Attention - the foundation of true service ("as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their master")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Attention - what children seek from parents, peers from peers, husbands and wives from each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Attention deficit and attention misdirection - a way of describing what's wrong with humans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Attention is supremely selective.  Attention is supremely revealing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mind you, it's not a subject for lengthy consideration - otherwise, instead of enjoying the beauties outside we'll be like the child staring into the close-held mirror and attempting to see both eyeballs at once or to watch in the mirror what his eyes do when they look away from the mirror.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-6695174405506602449?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/6695174405506602449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/6695174405506602449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/05/attention-is-supremely-selective.html' title='Attention is supremely selective'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-7472470462184231614</id><published>2011-05-21T07:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T07:28:36.486+01:00</updated><title type='text'>We're all escape artists</title><content type='html'>Adam Phillips again: &lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We are all too familar with ourselves as escape-artists. Knowingly or otherwise we map our lives - our gestures, our ambitions, our loves, the minutest movements of our bodies - according to our aversions; our personal repertoire of situations, or encounters, or states of mind and body that we would literally do anything not to have to confront. As though our lives depend, above all, on accurate knowledge of what we are endangered by, of all the feelings we must not have. In wishfulness, in the elsewheres of the imagination, we are either choosing our dangers, or out of harm's way.  And yet the irony that the irrational phobia exposes is that the hardest thing to escape from is the wish to escape. That the imaginative activity involved in flight can blind us to any knowledge of quite what it is we are escaping from, and of any way of finding out about it. Indeed, that is its function. When it doesn't starkly and literally save our lives - when we shoot our approaching lion - fear sustains our ignorance.  ... It is as though, if we can keep ourselves sufficiently busy escaping, we can forget that that is what we are doing. &lt;/blockquote&gt;Two key areas where this happens:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- the choices we make about what we do next when given that luxury (which we all are, many times a day, however hemmed in we feel our lives to be); &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- the choices we make about the direction of conversation - changing the subject, moving things &lt;i&gt;this &lt;/i&gt;way rather than &lt;i&gt;that, &lt;/i&gt;choosing "not to go there", making that item a joke, pausing so that the other person keeps talking etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Escaping is the endeavour not to face up to what we are escaping from. To ask why are you running in &lt;i&gt;this &lt;/i&gt;direction may be quite revealing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-7472470462184231614?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/7472470462184231614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/7472470462184231614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/05/were-all-escape-artists.html' title='We&apos;re all escape artists'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-8267162100436873649</id><published>2011-05-21T07:14:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T07:15:25.974+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Audio Greek New Testament</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.davidpfield.com/audio-gnt/AudioGNT.htm"&gt;All four gospels now complete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  Thanks to Andy Martin and glory to God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-8267162100436873649?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/8267162100436873649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/8267162100436873649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/05/audio-greek-new-testament_21.html' title='Audio Greek New Testament'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-3097347937450019869</id><published>2011-05-18T18:19:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T18:28:25.412+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Idol reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;From Adam Phillips, &lt;i&gt;Houdini's Box: On the Arts of Escape: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Reading books was like a devotional exercise - they called up a more thoughtful reading-self in him that he liked and admired ...  But he read books very quickly, 'getting in and out as fast as possible', as though lingering was tricky for him.  He wasn't sure whether he wanted to read the book or to have read it - to have experiences without having to go through them, or through with them.  And this question had intermittently troubled him, because it was like living in and for the future, when he would have read all the requisite books. When he would be finally equipped, but for what? Books, in other words, were a more enigmatic invitation - made more of a muddled appeal to him - than he realized.  Reading, whatever else it was, was a sacrificial pleasure. It was a satisfaction that deferred satisfaction. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-3097347937450019869?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/3097347937450019869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/3097347937450019869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/05/idol-reading.html' title='Idol reading'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-7202076781136612489</id><published>2011-05-18T06:20:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T18:31:59.037+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because I can't remember ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Moonwalking-Einstein-Science-Remembering-Everything/dp/1846140293/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1305696464&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Moonwalking with Einstein&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;is a lot of fun. Interesting too. &lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Until the age of three or four, almost nothing that happens to us leaves the sort of lasting impression that can be consciously recalled as an adult. The average age that people report having their earliest memory is three and a half, and those tend to be just blurry fragmentary snapshots that are often false."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yet, when you see a not-yet-speaking 18 month old (OK, he's slow off the blocks) getting excited about the plane flying past or the tiger at the zoo, or getting upset at losing his soft toy or being denied another sweet, then there's no doubt that this is very "conscious" indeed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Similarly, you can have deep and detailed conversations with a two and a half year old - every single day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But these incidents and moments, though undeniably &lt;i&gt;conscious &lt;/i&gt;experiences at the time, are, almost every single one of them, irrecoverable &lt;i&gt;consciously &lt;/i&gt;in later years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When, therefore, we argue for paedo-faith, we don't need to overstate the difference between it and the faith of an adult.   There &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; differences of verbalisation, &lt;i&gt;self-&lt;/i&gt;consciousness*, testedness and so on.  But there is no reason to claim (on the basis that "conscious = memorable") that a child's faith is not "conscious" whereas an adult's is.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because - this is the point from Foer - it is not necessary for something to be "remember-able at a later date" for it to be conscious at the moment it happens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just because I can't remember it today doesnt' mean it wasn't conscious when it happened yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If faith is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;"a conscious, willed, and informed confident dependence on another person"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;then the faith a baby has is a young version of the &lt;i&gt;same &lt;/i&gt;thing.  It is not a different thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[* in so far as faith is the Christ-ward look, &lt;i&gt;self-&lt;/i&gt;consciousness is not only non-essential to faith, it often militates against it. If I'm thinking about whether I believe in Jesus, I'm thinking about my beliefs rather than thinking about Jesus. And, however much I value them, my beliefs are not the Saviour of the world.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-7202076781136612489?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/7202076781136612489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/7202076781136612489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-because-i-cant-remember.html' title='Just because I can&apos;t remember ...'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-728938096915176706</id><published>2011-05-18T06:17:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T06:19:24.676+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Audio Greek New Testament</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;New files up at &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.davidpfield.com/audio-gnt/AudioGNT.htm"&gt;http://www.davidpfield.com/audio-gnt/AudioGNT.htm&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  One chapter more and the gospels are complete.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-728938096915176706?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/728938096915176706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/728938096915176706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/05/audio-greek-new-testament.html' title='Audio Greek New Testament'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-320071388739596025</id><published>2011-05-16T20:49:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T21:08:01.828+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a dream ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 120%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:120%"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Much of our "applying the gospel" amounts to a reactive problem-solving.  What would things look like, this side of resurrection morning, if we began to see God's new world intensively &lt;i&gt;and &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;pervasively?  If we were to start the final paragraph of a gospel speech with the words, "I have a dream ..." then what would come next? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The answer should consist of recognisable "goods" none of which can properly be defined and none of which can truly be attained apart from Christ crucified and risen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much more besides, but something like this perhaps? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;•              forgiveness for our failures &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;•              a lasting cure for poverty &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;•              peace among the nations &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;•              freedom and security &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;•              justice for the world's oppressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;•              wealth and generosity &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;•              healing of our hurting wounds &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;•              unbreakable community   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;•              renewal for our planet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;•              inner peace and wholeness &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;•              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;radiance in knowing God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;•              constant joy and purpose &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Most people, of course, "know" that hopes like that all end in tears. They’ve been lied to, they've been let down. They&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; can’t rely on politicians; they can’t believe the press.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;If you dream, they think,  … you’ll be disappointed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;If you trust, they think,  … you’ll be betrayed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you love, they think, … you’ll get hurt.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;But what if …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A man once lived to give the dream both shape and colour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That man then died to take away the nightmares       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now he lives and reigns to make the dream a reality ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That'd be something eh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-320071388739596025?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/320071388739596025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/320071388739596025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-have-dream.html' title='I have a dream ...'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-214841328339981531</id><published>2011-05-16T20:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T20:47:15.754+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I know - but I hate being reminded</title><content type='html'>When people are determined on a mode of conduct which they know to be wrong, they feel injured by the expectation of any thing better from them.  (&lt;i&gt;Sense and Sensibility, &lt;/i&gt;chap 36).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-214841328339981531?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/214841328339981531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/214841328339981531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-know-but-i-hate-being-reminded.html' title='I know - but I hate being reminded'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-8281497207162986084</id><published>2011-05-15T07:34:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T07:36:54.285+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The trauma</title><content type='html'>Further to the previous post:  Childhood is the trauma from which we spend our lives recovering ... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Genesis 3.23:  the LORD God sent him out from the garden of Eden &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;to work the ground from which he was taken. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-8281497207162986084?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/8281497207162986084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/8281497207162986084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/05/trauma.html' title='The trauma'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-4413906607068485981</id><published>2011-05-15T07:17:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T07:33:19.165+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Freud theologised</title><content type='html'>This will have been said a thousand times before but it's a new thought to &lt;i&gt;me. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A.  Take some summary statements to represent "Freud": &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  Childhood is the trauma from which we spend our lives recovering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  Things go wrong as the male &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a) desires to possess his Mother wrongly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b) resents and seeks to kill his Father for the Father's possession of the Mother &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c) is punished (and thoroughly messed up) by the loss of power&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;d) seeks pretty much any possible way of avoiding the resultant pain without facing up to its cause. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B.  Now go back to The Beginning: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. the Childhood of the Race (the Fall of Adam) is the trauma (embodied in and recapitulated by all of us) from which the rest of history is spent recovering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. God the Creator is Father.  The created order is the Mother (that from which Man receives life as animated by the Father). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Things go wrong as the Man &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a) desires to possess his Mother wrongly - Adam wanted to possess "the world" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b) resents and seeks to kill his Father for the Father's possession of the Mother - Adam resented God laying down the law and seeking to prevent him possessing "the world" (in its entirety)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c) is punished (and thoroughly messed up) by the loss of power&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;d) seeks pretty much any possible way of avoiding the resultant pain without facing up to its cause. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C.  If the deep structure is there, then we would be utterly unsurprised if that deep structure were not then to find adumbrations / recapitulations / instantiations in individual lives - in the areas of possession (money),  relations between men and women  (sex),  and the pursuit of control (power). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D.  The recovery of the human race will only be possible if the Man simultaneously goes back to the beginning &lt;i&gt;and &lt;/i&gt;"works through" the Fall - achieving the maturity of second innocence rather than seeking refuge in the escapism of denial / infantilism. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E. This happens in Christ and then in those who are themselves united to him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-4413906607068485981?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/4413906607068485981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/4413906607068485981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/05/freud-theologised.html' title='Freud theologised'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17065614.post-3124340404353862184</id><published>2011-05-14T15:06:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T15:21:31.395+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lurching every which way</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;Species of imbalance from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; font-size: small; "&gt;Rutherford's, &lt;i&gt;The Trial and Triumph of Faith &lt;/i&gt;(1645): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;The truth is, while we endeavour to gain a grain-weight of truth, it is much if we lose not a talent-weight of goodness and Christian love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;Many are friends to the success of reformation, not to reformation. Men's faith goes along with the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt; promises, until providence seem to them to belie the promise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;Lord, give us not leave to be mad with worldly wisdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;Gifts wither apace without grace: gifts neither break nor humble; grace can do both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;Christ strong in moral acts, and strongly moderate in natural acts: the contrary is in natural men ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                    &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17065614-3124340404353862184?l=davidpfield.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/3124340404353862184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17065614/posts/default/3124340404353862184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidpfield.blogspot.com/2011/05/lurching-every-which-way.html' title='Lurching every which way'/><author><name>DavidF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17379741749283410602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
