In his recent post “Can The Middle Class Be Saved“, Stephen Freeman says
” This is the eye of the needle: our competency and excellence. We are doing fairly well, on the whole, managing our lives in a responsible manner. If we are not worthy of the Kingdom of God, at least we are worthy of something, perhaps the American Dream.
The disciplines of the Christian life are not meant to make us “better persons.” The better persons will barely enter the Kingdom. A truly good discipline will reveal us as failures and without hope. In the Liturgy, Jesus is addressed as the “Hope of the hopeless.” But only the hopeless would know that.
And this is why our salvation is so truly difficult.”
Mathew 13:44-46; “The kingdom of heaven is like a treasure, hidden in a field, that a person found and hid. Then because of joy he went and sold all that he had and bought that field. Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a merchant searching for fine pearls. When he found a pearl of great value, he went out and sold everything he had and bought it.”
Doesn’t sound very middle class, does it? Indeed. What is impossible with man is possible with God. I stand convicted. We have to get to the place where we hold all that is dear loosely in the light of Eternity. And recognize our great need, our poverty.
Just got home after watching “The Hobbit”. The movie is excellent, positively fantastic.
And wow, Bilbo has one big hairy pair of troglodyte feet. Real caveman specials.
But tonight was a chance to unplug, sit back, and take it all in.
But I soon began to hear something, familiar.
Here sits Bilbo, comfortable in his nicely decorated home. His pantry is full, his garden thriving, and his bookshelves are full of safe arm-chair adventures to be taken in between smoke rings and slices of cheese.
Bilbo is content, and happy with his existence.
But then here comes Gandalph, like a long sharp needle ready to pop the cheery, comfortable balloon that Bilbo has fashioned and calls life.
Gandalph talks of adventure, and danger in a way that makes Bilbo uncomfortable. As if he knows, expects, that this is what Bilbo has been waiting for.
Bilbo retreats, hides, cowering in his…
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