Christians may find it comforting to look at the "world" around them and approach it with fear, believing that the troubles Christendom encounters come from that world. For example, the divorce rate among Christians is too high, and that is because we let "the world" influence us too much, or higher criticism has infected the theology of Christians, turning them "liberal," or society is ever-more relativistic and that has affected Christian moral thinking.
I returned from the conference a couple weeks ago, mind flush like an overheated thermometer, yearning to record something here, to continue the discussion, only to turn to preparations for the apprenticeship, which overflowed the whole of last week. Previously, I had traveled "home" to Green Bay to say good-bye to my family home of some 32 years.
After each event not a few reflections and reminiscences suggested themselves for duty on this blog.
We had one of those quintessentially North Carolinian evenings today, the kind where the air hangs low between the oaks and the magnolias, warm enough to be felt but cool enough to be pleasant. The sky was as blue and clear as any Carolina blue could be and the recent rain we’ve had has led to some very happy plants.
At last week's conference, the single point I was hoping to grasp and communicate was this: Only the spiritual man is able to judge all things. Since the conference was on judgment, that struck me as a significant truth.
Most assessments in our world (of children's behavior, of employee performance, of student work, of intellectual growth, and of any other human activity) are rooted in a naturalistic materialism that excludes the soul and spirit from its paradigm - even before the analysis takes place.
I had an epiphany a couple of weeks ago. Being a philosopher of sorts I enjoy those. This summer I read a book which described an ‘addiction to epiphanies’ and I recognized that I might be accused of this. Of course, if you come from a place of great ignorance there are more places for the light to shine meaningfully. I think I am not addicted, only very hungry.
I've encountered that moment in my conferencing preparations where I have to toss overboard most of my provisions so the fish can make use of them as they will. What better use for a blog, I thought to myself, before realizing how thoroughly I was insulting you. Sorry about that.
But, incorrigible as I am, I offer you these extraneous and wasteful thoughts judged, by me, unworthy of or unhelpful for the great sea before us.
Every year we receive scholarship requests from educators who want to attend our conference but who simply cannot afford it. We understand, and it has always been our goal to be able to provide financial aid. Unfortunately, the nature of the conference has prohibited this.
I derive a particular enjoyment from having to fight through a book because I entered the text without the intellectual prerequisites to fully understand it. Rene Guenon’s The Reign of Quantity and the Signs of the Times provided just such a challenge. As one of those books too often quoted to be ignored, I decided to jump in, knowing that the water is deep.