Two Greek Isles
On Santorini, wine flows easier than water. On Rhodes, I ate the grandest seafood feast of my life—
and probably yours too.
The Isle of Mykonos
One memory I have of this place is blowing kisses to an elderly babushka standing on her balcony draped
in black . . .
More Than a Feeling
A little introduction to Schleiermacher demonstrating the systematic relation of a prior methodological decision (gefühl) to the hypostatic union.
The Palace Bar on Lake Lucerne
Around 2:45 in the morning I made my way downstairs in the Hotel Palace to the Palace bar and found a dark corner. It wasn't dark enough.
16 November 2009
09 November 2009
06 November 2009
As Christians we believe in the resurrection of Jesus Christ and in his glorious return. But that glory is not yet. The triumphant Christ is still coming; we are still in the aeon of the kenotic Jesus—the self-emptying Jesus, who humbles himself by taking human form. The church, while it announces the coming triumph (indeed, that is the core of its message), still bears the marks of Jesus’ kenosis.
The basic fault lines today are not between people with different beliefs but between people who hold these beliefs with an element of uncertainty and people who hold these beliefs with a pretense of certitude. There is a middle ground between fanaticism and relativism. I can convey values to my children without pretending a fanatical certitude about them. And you can build a community with people who are neither fanatics nor relativists.
My colleague Adam Seligman uses the term "epistemological modesty." Epistemological modesty means that you believe certain things, but you're modest about these claims. You can be a believer and yet say, I'm not really sure. I think that is a fundamental fault line.