I thought you would all like to see some of the material we've used in our Men's Bible Study as we've studied the difference between men and women. The men found it very helpful.
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"You cannot retire too much from the mindless chatter of the world." - Francois Fenelon
The Church I Serve
Seven Stanzas at Easter, by John Updike
Make no mistake: if He rose at all
it was as His body;
if the cells' dissolution did not reverse, the molecules
reknit, the amino acids rekindle,
the Church will fall.
It was not as the flowers,
each soft Spring recurrent;
it was not as His Spirit in the mouths and fuddled
eyes of the eleven apostles;
it was as His Flesh: ours.
The same hinged thumbs and toes,
the same valved heart
that — pierced — died, withered, paused, and then
regathered out of enduring Might
new strength to enclose.
Let us not mock God with metaphor,
analogy, sidestepping transcendence;
making of the event a parable, a sign painted in the
faded credulity of earlier ages:
let us walk through the door.
The stone is rolled back, not papier-mache,
not a stone in a story,
but the vast rock of materiality that in the slow
grinding of time will eclipse for each of us
the wide light of day.
And if we will have an angel at the tomb,
make it a real angel,
weighty with Max Planck's quanta, vivid with hair,
opaque in the dawn light, robed in real linen
spun on a definite loom.
Let us not seek to make it less monstrous,
for our own convenience, our own sense of beauty,
lest, awakened in one unthinkable hour, we are
embarrassed by the miracle,
and crushed by remonstrance.
it was as His body;
if the cells' dissolution did not reverse, the molecules
reknit, the amino acids rekindle,
the Church will fall.
It was not as the flowers,
each soft Spring recurrent;
it was not as His Spirit in the mouths and fuddled
eyes of the eleven apostles;
it was as His Flesh: ours.
The same hinged thumbs and toes,
the same valved heart
that — pierced — died, withered, paused, and then
regathered out of enduring Might
new strength to enclose.
Let us not mock God with metaphor,
analogy, sidestepping transcendence;
making of the event a parable, a sign painted in the
faded credulity of earlier ages:
let us walk through the door.
The stone is rolled back, not papier-mache,
not a stone in a story,
but the vast rock of materiality that in the slow
grinding of time will eclipse for each of us
the wide light of day.
And if we will have an angel at the tomb,
make it a real angel,
weighty with Max Planck's quanta, vivid with hair,
opaque in the dawn light, robed in real linen
spun on a definite loom.
Let us not seek to make it less monstrous,
for our own convenience, our own sense of beauty,
lest, awakened in one unthinkable hour, we are
embarrassed by the miracle,
and crushed by remonstrance.
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6 comments:
These old educational films just have so much wisdom to impart to us these days. Good stuff Elliott. You are to be commended. I'm sure "some people" might take offense, but they shouldn't worry their pretty little heads about it.
I dont think I have ever laughed so hard as when I saw this!! I thought the snarls the guys give the woman were priceless.
The whole thing gives both guys and women a chance to laugh at ourselves a bit.
I found this just as enlightening. It really helps explain the overall idea without having to use any "big words" for those who might be confused. The pictures might help as well.
http://www.i-am-bored.com/bored_link.cfm?link_id=39436
Wow, that's....a bit scary, Nicholas.
My favorite was, "Boys fix things. Girls need things fixed."
Good thing Allie didn't have that book growing up or our house would be a disaster.
Hmmm...very, very interesting. I'll definitely have to keep this in mind the next time something needs fixing in the office. And, I'll be sure to keep my thoughts (and my tools) to myself ;)
Yeah, I depend on women and their power tools - at home and at work.
Thanks, Nicholas for getting me in trouble again.
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