study study

It is late. I have been feverishly reading and studying for my sunday school class sunday.

The general class is about Christian ethics, specifically how to implement an orthopraxic causation of our behaviors as Christians. Too often I see two things. Either the subversion of Christianity from ones patriotism or that lack of action necessary to say that we are truly disciples. The second of which I ashamedly fall into the category of frequently.

This week we will start a discussion of "just war" and pacifism. It should be interesting.




I enjoy this song. I enjoy this version. More often than not it is thought of as a christmas song for some reason. I find the climate of 90% of contemporary Christian music repugnant. I find it to be the theological equivalent of elementary schooling. There is no meat, no substance. It speaks only of Christ's love. Even Southpark picked up on it, which means it is prevalent enough for the secular world to make fun of it. This song, along with many other old hymns, speak of the cost of discipleship, for both Christ and humanity. It describes the burden placed upon us to represent the virtuous life exemplified by Christ. It reminds us that Christ advocates for us.