Author: Wick

So the N.T. Wright book is good. The Wings kicked butt last night. Hoping the rest of the series goes this well. The playoff beard continues to grow. I’ll have to make sure I post a picture before I shave, for those of you who know me, but don’t live nearby. It’s quite itchy.

But the main post here is….my daughter pays attention to me. Now, I know she can learn things that we teach her: please, thank you, up, down, how to use a spoon, etc. But she’s finally begun just doing things that she sees us doing. For better or for worse.

(I’d say for better on this one, Sarah would say for worse)

When finished with her cereal yesterday, with only milk left in the bowl, she began saying “dink, dink” (which means drink, obviously). Thinking she was thirsty, I gave her a cup with juice in it. She said “no”, and grabbed her bowl with both hands…lifting it to her mouth slowly, and began sipping the milk out of the bottom.

We never taught her this. Mommy thinks it’s gross, finding it more desirable to dump the cereal-tainted milk down the drain. But daddy thinks it’s refreshing, and good stewardship of milk to gulp down the flavored milk once the cereal is gone. Over time, she’s apparently made her own judgment here by watching Sarah and I.

Addie agrees with daddy on this one. 🙂 Here’s an example from this morning….

It’s very cute. But it definitely makes me want to be more purposeful about what my daughter sees…whether in person, on tv, the internet, etc.

JESUS HAS BEEN RESURRECTED. THE TOMB WAS FOUND EMPTY.

But Christianity has GOT to be more than just proving that Jesus’s body can’t be found, right?

But why?

“Using historical arguments for Jesus’s bodily resurrection as ultimate ground for the truth of Easter is like lighting a candle to see if the sun has risen. The curtain must be drawn back, and when the light pours in through, changing our perspectives on everything…it’s not that we don’t value the candle anymore, but simply is has been overtaken by the larger reality from which it borrowed.” (paraphrased from “Suprised by Hope”, N.T. Wright)

Mmmm…now that’s a tasty simile.

Have you heard any good simile’s recently? (a comparison using “like” or “as”)

Tell me…

I’m doin’ ’em all the time, in every area of life it seems. Sometimes I get a good one. But here’s one from N.T. Wright, that I had to share.

In speaking of “resurrection”, the Jewish people believed that all of humanity would be physically resurrected someday way in the future, when God was going to do what God was going to do.

For Christ to be physically resurrected NOW, ahead of what was to come, FORCED them to change some beliefs about waiting for God to do something. One person, ahead of all the others. Jesus wasn’t the Messiah they thought. But Jesus was the Messiah. God WAS DOING something. They were to be involved in it. This was the beginning of the Christian church…

“…a rich old member gives to a college a wonderful, glorious painting that simply won’t fit any of the spaces available in the college and that is so magnificent that eventually the college decides to pull itself down and rebuild itself around this great and unexpected gift, discovering as it does so that all the best things about the college are thereby enhanced within the new structure and all the problems of which people had been aware are thereby dealt with…
…there must be some point at which the painting is received by the existing college…to enable the college officers to make their momentous decision. The donor doesn’t just come along, blow up the college unasked, present the painting, and then say, “Now figure out what to do.” “

The new creation has begun…