and to bear witness to his kingdom in word and deed. Yet it is not uncommon to find this call quickly set on the back burner to take care of more pressing needs within the Church. In this CPC I hope evangelism can be understood more holistically and can be brought to the front burner of our minds and hearts. I hope that we can reexamine what we mean by evangelism and reconsider what our roles in evangelism. I also want us to explore some of the joys and tensions of
C.A. Campbell, a staunch non-compatiblist and libertarian, attempts to explain the Libertarian argument. To achieve this, Campbell first sets out the two pre-suppositions necessary to the Libertarian argument. Firstly, he defines which kind of freedom he is discussing when he speaks of free will. Campbell characterizes
old man he lives with. This story is told from a first person point of view by the main character, whose name is never mentioned. The first thing he tells the reader multiple times is that he is not mad, only nervous. He claims that once the thought of the eye entered his brain it was all he could think about. The man did not hate the old man, but there was something about the eye that made his skin crawl. “For his gold I had no desire. I think it was his eye! Yes, it was this! One of his eyes resembled
It’s chilly, yet clear skied, Monday morning. I awoke early to spend quiet time, in the early morning light, in the hot tub, with God before I write and before meditation. The early moments of the day are somehow much richer in solitude and inspiration comes more clearly than mid and late day moments. A plausible explanation may be: I am rested and there’s a lack of manmade energy buzzing around me or it could simple be that my mind isn’t buzzing because it’s not yet fully awakened. When my mind
The recent surge of diversity—from the Chilly Nut M&Ms to globalization—has made many yearn for the past, when things were more “normal” and less diverse. Understanding the destructive nature of this human tendency, Ralph Ellison, through the experiences of his narrator and through the use of rhetorical devices, weaves his argument against conformity and for diversity in his critically acclaimed work, Invisible Man. He asserts that man must retain his own sense of individuality and embrace the differences
It’s a crisp, clear skies kind of Monday morning. I awoke earlier than usual to spend quiet time, in the early morning light, in the hot tub, with God before I write and before I meditate. The initial moments of the day are somehow much richer in solitude and inspiration comes more succinctly than mid and late day moments. A plausible explanation may be: I am rested, and there’s a lack of human-made energy buzzing around me or it could simply be that my mind isn’t buzzing because it’s not yet fully
and radically decenter the theories of both Freud and Lacan. If one can use anthropology and psychoanalysis to examine queer subculture, what other areas of theoretical discourse can one apply this model to? It is without exaggeration (or abuse of grammar) that I answer this question with an emphatic ‘yes;’ the same affirmation given by Derrida, Foucault, and countless other theorists searching for an answer to the eternally sublime,
Caesar, a different aspect of his character than the rest of his appearances, and one of vulnerability. This is portrayed through Calpurnia’s plea to her husband on the morning of the Ides of March, “Do not go forth today. Call it my fear/ That keeps you in the house, and not your own.” (II, ii, ll. 50-51) And Caesar’s subsequent reply, “Mark Antony shall say I am not well, / And for thy humour I will stay at home.” (II, ii, ll. 55-56)Though Caesar veils it, and attempts to shift the cause of his
handsome man in my life. And I was given a perfect gift of having Iain as my son, and now mah banogha’s, Aileana and Adaira. I have had a rich life. Mah only wish was I still had mah, Mackenzie, to share it with. As it is with being married to a human or a Selkie, there are no guarantees how long we are on this earth. We all need to just grab onto our happiness and enjoy every moment we have it. Now, let this old woman get back to her garden, and I will go get Aileana for you. Ye take care of mah ban-ogha
accomplish her goal. So for a week, she desperately tried to find a solution to no avail. This did not fare well with her. Penelope Black always knew the answer to her problems, but this time she couldn’t. Everyone noticed Penelope was frustrated and steered clear of her. Another week passed. Never has Penelope been so vexed. On top of that, the silent treatment did not help. People normally avoided her, but it was worse this time. When she walked into a room, her presence was quickly noted and everyone started