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27 August 2005
After the Dust Settles …
the Rain Turns It to Mud
Madre has opened a sidebar commentary on the ongoing liberty and license, pride and pietism festerval between Bloghardt's Reflector and the Alley. Picking up on the second of my doppelgänger's (hey, a word longer than my snout!) comments to her post, I'll ask, "Who else was awake when hyperbole was handed out?"
A certain Benjamite taught me a few tricks about bragging (I think he could have out-crowed Mike Fink):
This may not give me a ThD, but if five years in the parish make one a doctor of the Church, I'll offer three stripes for Bloghardt's sleeve.
So until someone convinces me that "sanctified pride" is any different from "bold sin," I cannot, I will not recant.
I will, however, decant; I need a glass of wine. ¶ 00:27 |
Madre has opened a sidebar commentary on the ongoing liberty and license, pride and pietism festerval between Bloghardt's Reflector and the Alley. Picking up on the second of my doppelgänger's (hey, a word longer than my snout!) comments to her post, I'll ask, "Who else was awake when hyperbole was handed out?"
A certain Benjamite taught me a few tricks about bragging (I think he could have out-crowed Mike Fink):
I have more: baptized on the eighth day, of the true Israel by faith, of the people of Saxony, of the tribe of Wittenberg, an Evangelical of Evangelicals; as to law and order, a Republican; as to theology, a Confessional; as to studies, under Saleska and Briel and Nagel in the hallowed halls of Winfield and St. Louis, something more than a slacker; as to the Holy Office, the son and the great-grandson of LCMS pastors, with thirteen years of faithful shepherding, being exiled seven years in Babylon (aka the Texas District) and then set free upon the Fruited Plain; as to literacy, a published author and columnist; as to purity, having passed doctrinal review at CPH. But whatever gain I had, I counted as loss for the sake of Christ.
This may not give me a ThD, but if five years in the parish make one a doctor of the Church, I'll offer three stripes for Bloghardt's sleeve.
So until someone convinces me that "sanctified pride" is any different from "bold sin," I cannot, I will not recant.
I will, however, decant; I need a glass of wine. ¶ 00:27 |
