tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89693182011-05-04T08:02:27.896-04:00Ta panta en Christoi synestekenJoel Haasnoreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8969318.post-21017539962013064532007-02-12T13:12:00.000-05:002007-02-12T13:13:53.485-05:00

Extract: "If you are a preacher of mercy, do not preach an imaginary but the true mercy. If the mercy is true, you must therefore bear the true, not an imaginary sin. God does not save those who are only imaginary sinners. Be a sinner, and sin boldly, but believe and rejoice even more boldly for Christ is victorious over sin, death, and the world. We will commit sins while we are here,

Joel Haasnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8969318.post-1163346266242087702006-11-12T10:42:00.000-05:002006-11-12T10:44:26.256-05:00

Recently I was driving through Los Angeles, and suddenly I had the strange sensation of driving through a huge dictionary. Wherever I looked there were words trying to take my eyes from the road. They said, "Use me, take me, buy me, drink me, smell me, touche me, kiss me, sleep with me." In such a world who can maintain respect for words?All this is to suggest that words, my own included, have

Joel Haasnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8969318.post-1162934257864300552006-11-07T16:17:00.000-05:002006-11-07T23:31:34.396-05:00

"One reason why we Christians argue so much about which hymn to sing, which liturgy to follow, which way to worship is that the commandments teach us to believe that bad liturgy eventually leads to bad ethics. You begin by singing some sappy, sentimental hymn, then you pray some pointless prayer, and the next thing you know you have murdered your best friend."

Joel Haasnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8969318.post-1112165340727164992005-03-30T01:47:00.000-05:002005-03-30T01:49:00.730-05:00

These are two poems that I found in a book on the debate of predestination/free-will. I found them quite entertaining, and I hope you enjoy. The Arminian:If all things succeed as already agreedand immutable impulses rule us;to preach and to pray is but time thrown away,and our teachers do nothing but fool us.If we are driven by fate, either this way or that,as the carman whips up his horses,then

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