Thanks to InternetMonk, I'm pulling this pretty terrific video over that has an outstanding (and very thorough) explanation of what exactly is going on in those wooly Anglican worship services. You know, wazzup with all those robes and candles and smoke and chanting and kneeling and all that crazy stuff. It turns out that there's a reason for all that, and the reason is that it all points to Jesus -- just not with words. Could it be that we can actually worship God with water, bread, wine, cloth and all those mundane material things? Could we even use our bodies? (gasp!) As if Jesus actually is the Lord of all of it, and not just the ethereal and intellectual. A pox on gnosticism.
I particularly loved his take on the the Anglican Altar Call, the reaffirmation of baptism through the use of the aspergillium, the historical development and essential meaning of vestments, his simple explanation of real presence, and the description of Anglicanism as holding that delicate spot astride both the Protestant and Roman traditions. This resonates powerfully with me.
Well, in my best pseudo schoolboy latin, I believe Neco Dracones translates as "I Kill Dragons." Still confused? Maybe a quick read of my introductory posting will clear some of this up. Read First Sortie.
Family guy, hurtling headlong through the late forties. Not complaining. Far from it. Life is what you make it, and life is good.
I enjoy the love of one good woman. I revel in the joy of two strong and beautiful daughters.
I delight in all that is true and good and beautiful. My business is all about words, ideas, and the business that they can create. My hobbies are mostly physical (except the ones that aren't), taken outdoors and often painful. I kind of like it that way. I'm not sure why. I just do.
My faith is Christian and that makes me a sinner and a saint, swallowing the the Word, the Bread, and the Wine altogether, with the Nicene Creed for dessert, and all by the grace of Jesus.
I'll converse about most anything, even if I don't know much about it. That's pretty much why I thought a blog might be a good idea.
Properly, we should read for power. Man reading should be man intensely alive. The book should be a ball of light in one's hand. Ezra Pound
Storms make oaks take deeper root. George Herbert
Strength does not come from physical capacity. It comes from an indomitable will. Mahatma Gandhi
The harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph. What we obtain too cheap, we esteem too lightly; it is dearness only that gives everything its value. I love the man that can smile in trouble, that can gather strength from distress and grow brave by reflection. 'Tis the business of little minds to shrink; but he whose heart is firm, and whose conscience approves his conduct, will pursue his principles unto death. Thomas Paine
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