And the thought does kinda make me smile. On the one hand, I kinda know where you're coming from. On the other hand, if you were to have your wish granted, you'd be faced with the ultimate reality in just making the wish before the Wish Granter that it were or weren't true ... which kinda makes the whole thing ... circular? pointless? ironic? something like that ... not exactly sure what though.
Actually, I've been thinking along these lines a bit lately. My wife and kids followed me to Rome over the past couple years, and I'll have a lot to answer for if it turns out the RCC really is the whore of Babylon (not that she doesn't have many such whores inside her already)... but I have thought to ask my wife: if I lose my faith entirely, which I see more as treachery than intellectual, don't follow me, and don't let the kids follow me. And if I should lose my faith near death, tell everyone I had Alzheimers.
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I'm fairly certain this will be distracting me the rest of the day.
If I were to sum up this post in other words:
Dear Jesus (aka the Son of God),
Please be real.
Anxiously sincere,
--Matt
I was torn between using nervously or anxiously.
So ... why the nerves/anxiety?
And the thought does kinda make me smile. On the one hand, I kinda know where you're coming from. On the other hand, if you were to have your wish granted, you'd be faced with the ultimate reality in just making the wish before the Wish Granter that it were or weren't true ... which kinda makes the whole thing ... circular? pointless? ironic? something like that ... not exactly sure what though.
AC,
Why the nerves? It's hard to say. But thanks for asking. And yes, there's a certain curiosity in the formulation...but it's what came to me.
So define "true".
Actually, I've been thinking along these lines a bit lately. My wife and kids followed me to Rome over the past couple years, and I'll have a lot to answer for if it turns out the RCC really is the whore of Babylon (not that she doesn't have many such whores inside her already)... but I have thought to ask my wife: if I lose my faith entirely, which I see more as treachery than intellectual, don't follow me, and don't let the kids follow me. And if I should lose my faith near death, tell everyone I had Alzheimers.
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