Here is a jumble of short unpublished drafts from previous months:
and there i am proclaimed a saint
but in no way saintly
Millenialism: when people predict exactly when the world will end to the date – it’s often related to the second coming of Christ and a time of jubilee
This annoys me so much when it comes up in history class after history class. So many random groups of people have done this. When their ‘prediction’ fails to come true, they make the whole idea of the Second Coming a joke. Does it not say that “the day of the Lord will come like a thief in the night” right there in the Bible? (1 Thess 5:2) Does Jesus not say, “But concerning that day and hour no one knows, not even the angels of heaven, nor the Son, but the Father only,” and make it quite unmistakably clear that there can be no predictions? (Matt 24:36)
Which is harder: writing an essay or giving birth?
“We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person.” — W. Somerset Maugham
Is it a happy chance or a committed choice to continue to love a changed person? Love is either just ‘a feeling’ or it is an active verb (and then often followed by feeling).
Can there not also be unchanging things in this equation? I suppose that would depend on whether you believe anything is unchanging.