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Sunday Night Journal — May 30, 2011 Monday night, actually. I went out of town yesterday, expecting to be back in time to write something more on this. But our plans changed, and I only have time to link to this Memorial Day post from the first year of the Sunday Night Journal. And I’ll…
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One of the most difficult things for a believer to do is to help a doubter. …we must…according to Paul's words, mourn with those who mourn, question with those who question, and doubt with those who doubt, for these will overcome their distrust of splendor only in this muted light. –Hans Urs von Balthasar
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Surely you wouldn't quote a Python routine at him, would you? I mean, they must be thoroughly sick of that stuff. Or maybe not. Actually, I'm pretty sure what I would say: nothing. I would pretend not to know who he was, assuming that the last thing he wants is for some stranger to start…
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Sharks leave Vancouver stunned after being done in by weird bounce Another one for which the imaginary story is undoubtedly better than the real one (it's probably sports-related).
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I just returned from Mass. Yes, Saturday evening "vigil" Mass, which I don't really like to attend, but I will have some extenuating family circumstances tomorrow. Besides, my wife had suggested a couple of days ago that it would be a good place to be if the end of the world did actually occur at…
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And now there's a (non-)computer for people like Wendell Berry. (Hat tip to Jesse Canterbury.)
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and technology, this is an exciting breakthrough:
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I used to really like National Review. I still read their web site. But I have had about all I can stand of the term "enhanced interrogation."
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It's beginning to sink in on me that I have not grasped the extent of the devastation from the tornadoes in north Alabama. Two things have helped bring it home to me: This map (a pdf file) shows the number, path, and intensity of the individual storms. Bear in mind that the typical touchdown point of a…
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The outward exhibition of infinitude is mystery. I figured out years ago that most of the art I really care about, in every medium, has one thing in common: that it conveys to me a sense of mystery. This goes a long way toward explaining that phenomenon. I love the sense that there is always…
Light On Dark Water 