stream o consciousness

What’s on my brain at the moment.

Anticipating: Returning to some favorite places this spring—Harper’s Ferry National Park, downtown D.C., Great Falls, etc. Beautiful weather of late has me thinking about hiking.

Writing: I wish I had Malcolm Gladwell’s hair. I could write better.

Jazzed: To see Dr. David Powlison next week.

Thankful: For a great book that cost a small fortune—Style: The Basics of Clarity and Grace by Joseph M. Williams (2009). Best book on writing I know of. So good it’s worth getting ripped off.

Death: No, not my death, death in general. Is death natural or unnatural? The world thinks death is natural. Scripture teaches that death is not natural. Life and immortality are natural but death is a foreign thing brought into God’s creation. Death is unnatural. What exactly does this mean? That’s why I’m thinking about it, silly.

So what are you thinking about right this minute (besides lamenting that you paused your day to read this post)?

13 thoughts on “stream o consciousness

  1. I’ve been thinking about my thinking. I’ve been thinking how it has changed since I became a Christian. I’ve been thinking that I never even knew my thinking was messed up until I became a Christian. I’m thinking I really like the whole idea of the “mind of Christ”. I want some more.

  2. What Puritan Paperback to buy next, I’m down to Sibbes’ “Glorious Freedom” or Brooks’ “Heaven on Earth”

    I’m moving across the country with my wife to attend Boyce College, it’s kinda scary right now.

    My wife.

    A Starbucks Venti 2 pump classic black tea lemonade with a splash of apple juice. I’m pretty sure that’s what Brooks’ book is about.

  3. Before I read your post I was thinking about… (Oh, never mind.) It hardly matters, because now I’m thinking about death. Sometimes I think about my death in general, not to be morbid, but it “comes naturally” to think about death and though breathing my last breath may frighten me, when I consider Who breath comes from, I get a reality check and again throw myself at His mercy and rejoice in His hope. Death is unnatural, (a curse)… but it is gain when we know Christ.
    My good friend’s 19 y.o. daughter died last February, so our family drives out to the cemetery to look at her gravestone because it’s still slowly sinking in that she is really dead and she’s gone (however, she’s alive in Christ) and we like to look at the gravestones of those who have passed. It is a good place to consider the curse of death and the gift of ressurection! And am I talking too much?
    The unnatural reality of death is stark and “grave” and hopeless apart from Christ.
    My comment may be longer than your post…sorry, but you did ask!
    Yes, death is unnatural (the wages of sin) and when I hear that it’s natural I wonder at the thought, but surely it is springing from the Original Lie, which lead to sin and the truth of why we die, which of course leads us to Christ so we may ask: “O DEATH, WHERE IS YOUR VICTORY? O DEATH, WHERE IS YOUR STING?”
    The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law;
    but thanks be to God, who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.” 1 Cor. 15:55-57
    And now I’m thinking that this may not have been expressed as well as I’d like, but, you did ask!

  4. Laurie, thank you for your comment. I appreciate that you shared your very personal story here in the comments. Your words are a great reminder of the power of Christ over death and all His enemies. We are alive in Christ, what a wonderful reminder! Death is so real; the etched stone, the dirt, the coffin, the tears. May God grant us the same reality as we view the righteousness of Christ, our union with him, our eternal hope, and our eternal life in the presence of our Savior! Sounds like you have this concrete truth in your heart. Thanks for you humble and provoking comment, Laurie!

  5. I’m thinking about drinking milk, and about how the tiniest sins (as if they could be called tiny) have the power to kill my appetite for the Word of God. I’m thinking how grateful I am that confession brings forgiveness AND cleansing (1 John 1:9) and that I don’t have to have a dull appetite. And I’m thinking how good it is to be able to link to posts like yours and know that God is always at work in the minds of His kids!

  6. Hmmm… death is a mercy more than anything else. To live forever in a sinful world, having children who also cannot die… not hell but pretty bad nonetheless. Not that it is a pleasant thing. Neither is a root canal. But the alternative might be worse.

  7. “Death is demonic”. Nicholas Wolstorstorff

    My friend’s son is 18. He has autism. He also was diagnosed as a young boy with Duchenne’s Muscular Dystrophy, which is a nightmarish sentence. A year ago he was diagnosed with an aggressive form of cancer. Yesterday I received news that the tumor has grown so large that it is pushing the sternum out and the doctors fear that it will push the bone right through the skin. They can’t operate because his bones are so brittle from the osteoporosis linked to his muscular dystrophy.

    I think Wolterstorff is right.

    TB

  8. I am thinking this morning of Jesus when he was talking to his discples…
    “if you then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in Heaven give good gifts to those who ask Him.” God has provided in huge ways recently. I praise him for being faithful to his promises.

    I watched a young girl, age 14, with leukemia pray to accept Christ’s gift of grace into her life last Wednesday. She no longer fears death…lives with purpose…prays with meaning. It is beautiful–witnessing her cross over from death to life. I am excited to see her grow this summer.

    I’m brainstorming with a friend today about what a job could look like this next fall at my Alma Mater…it’s energizing.

    In awe of our God who created and understands all languages…and how awesome to worship God in song with believers all singing in their own native tongues. It makes God so much bigger in my mind’s eye.

  9. I think often about the mystery of death. People die everyday, some expected, most not. Death is like a path that so many others have walked before us and around us..but it’s still frightening. The mystery remains, and I can’t grasp it. I’m so thankful for the hope of the resurrection and the full assurance that Jesus will walk with me through every valley, even of the shadow of death…but the mystery remains. I love how Bunyan puts it:

    “I’m going now to see that head that was crowned with thorns, and that face which was spit upon for me. I have formerly lived by hearsay and faith: but now I go where I shall live by sight, and shall be with Him in whose company I delight myself!”

    My comfort and hope are in Him, even as death remains an often disturbing mystery.

    Thanks for the provoking post. Linda

  10. Amen Linda. Thanks for the comment. And how about the way Bunyan presents the reality of death in the Pilgrims Progress? It is a river, for some deep and for others not so deep, but necessary for all believers. There is no bridge.

  11. I suppose we all hope our river (and that of those we love) won’t be too deep :-) maybe, wading depth?

    and ps…I never lament the times I read your blog!

    Linda

  12. Another thought:
    Some days I do have something very much like Malcolm Gladwell’s hair, yet it hasn’t improved my writing!

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