Robin Glynn, Re. GOOD AND EVIL COFFEE
DON HOCKADAY: "Biblical tenets include that God is all-loving, all-knowing, and all-powerful."
But maybe the big question is what is God's goal. God's goal seems to be relationship. That's why He gets jealous after
all. The whole bible is about relationship, creator with creation. If we define God as all loving, at the top of the list
then our understanding of love makes God look bad. But if the first definition we have for God is relationship then maybe
He's not such a bad God. We screw up Eden every day by trying to be God. Good old free will. Pain is a reasonable part of
us. Pain keeps us safe. I have no problem with pain. We have so polluted and corrupted this garden no telling what we will
face tomorrow. The pain of cancer and other diseases needs to make us stop and look at what we've done to bring it on ourselves.
The pain of a loved one killed in a car accident should make us stop and reconsider the value of driving cars but alas we
want to be gods and we seem to think the way to do that is with power and knowledge.
I don't know if these thought
processes are hanging together well, I really don't have time to spend on being more detailed; I have hungry children that
I need to go feed.
Robin
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Rebecca Thompson writes, Re. GOOD AND EVIL COFFEE:
As to Don's:
"God himself testifies to his weakness by 'I am a jealous God.'"
No, no, no. God is not testifying to a weakness. God and God alone has every right to be jealous, i.e. wanting what should
be rightfully His. With God and only God, jealousy is not a weakness, with man jealousy is indeed a weakness.
The statement furthermore attests to man's free will to choose, meaning man can choose to take or act in such a way that
is or is not God's intention.
For example, if I were a slave or if my family or others treated me like a piece of property, then I would find great comfort
in knowing God says, "I am a jealous God"; because I would know in my heart no matter what man says or does to me, I belong
to God and Him alone.
...and I have taken great comfort in that very phrase... many many times.
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Sam Swank writes, Re. Gibson's "Passion" the gift that keeps on giving:
Tom,
Speaking of suffering...
The latest issue of Vanity Fair has an article by Christopher HItchens on Mel Gibson and the Passion of Christ
movie. You should check it out, I'll lend it to you if you like, just give me a couple of days to peruse the other articles
and drool at the models.
You ever read any of Hitchens' stuff? He doesn't screw around.
Much Love
Sam
...
Sam -
Pretty hard not to think of Christopher Hitchins as the guy who dissed Mother Theresa at book length - and so got appointed
Devil's Advocate by the Vatican for her sainthood hearings (canonization process, whatever).
I read enough of Hitchins' Prepared for the Worst to write an adulatory review of it for the Texas Observer.
Since he dealt with his discovery that he was, thanks to his mother's ancestry, a Jew, I gave the book to poet Jack Myers
with a copy of the review & a query somewhat as follows: "I didn't cover the title chapter (re. Hitchins' discovery) because
I felt I had nothing intelligent to say on the matter. I thought his response was over-done but it wasn't my job to say so.
Perhaps you will have an opinion, and will get back to me with it." He never did.
Since the book appeared soon after on a display stand at Half-Price Books' check-out desk, I suspected Jack had simply
said, "I don't have time for this" and got his dime from Half-Price. Since I'd said in the review that it was the sort of
book one would read & keep, not sell to the used-book store, I felt a bit chagrined.
Water under the bridge.
Tom
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FELLOWSHIP COFFEE
Jose Zurita writes, Re. Good & Evil Coffee
Good morning Tom:
I wasn't going to reply to your e-mail Re: Good & Evil, but after much reflection I have decided
to add my 2 cents. For what it's worth, I am a new born again Christian, having only recently come to the Lord. You would
not know me if you saw me today. I am at peace with myself and the world.
Well, here goes.
I've known you and Don since grade school and I cherish those memories. I still have the picture of You, Larry and Jimmy
Bell and Me by the bay. It's incredible how young we look. If the following offends you or Don in any way, I apologize in
advance.
But, Tom, I have never read such drivel in my entire life. It appears to be written by people at a much higher intellectual
level than I would claim for myself - but the conclusions are those of a lunatic. I cannot believe that the writers comprehend
the nature of God or know Him on a personal level.
God is omnipotent and omnipresent, He is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow. We are the ones that change our opinion
of Him, whenever there is a situation we can't handle. We blame Him for our troubles and praise Him when things go well.
God
is the Creator and He created Both good and evil. We can't attribute one to him without the other. Once we realize that He
is in total control, it becomes easier to cope with life. I tried to fight him on this issue and lost. So I finally surrendered
on October 3, 1995.
Believe me, I have been on both sides of the fence. In my 25 years as a trail lawyer, I have defended and prosecuted a
lot of scumbags. Why did I do it? Because everyone deserves to have a fair trial. Like Judge Roy Bean said: "Give the man
a fair trail, then we'll hang him".
God however, does not operate in the same manner, He judges us fairly and justly. Remember, He died for our sins, so we
don't have to pay the price. There is only one caveat, If you don't accept him as your Savior, you will be condemned to eternal
hell. I choose to accept Him, because I've been to hell and didn't like it. I call it "Life Before Jesus."
My Life Before Jesus was like that jungle Don talks about. It was pure chaos. I went from one relationship to another,
not caring what others thought about me nor considering their feelings. If it felt good, I did it. In restrospect, this was
not good and I probably burned a lot of people. Like a wave over the ocean carries a lot of water. My wave left a lot of bodies
in it's path.
But now I have Life After Jesus. My wife, Rita and I work together. We have two beautiful sons, Jose aged 16 and Chris
aged 14. And it's now time for us to drop them of at school and go to our office in downtown, Tucson. So, hasta la vista,
my friend.
I hope that those who read this will choose to follow Jesus and know Him as I do.
Jose Zurita, Esq.
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VILE COFFEE
Robin Glynn writes, Re: FELLOWSHIP COFFEE
God is the Creator and He created Both good and evil. (Jose Zurita)
Really? God created evil? Does an all good all loving God create evil? WOW that's a new thought. If Jesus is our clearest
revelation of God then I would have to say that God doesn't create evil. Never once did Jesus do an evil act, or create an
evil moment. Evil was done against Him by people.
I thought it was free will. The free will of Satan that unleashed
the havoc? If you believe in Satan. If not then it's all on us, the free will of man.
Does God allow evil? But then
that insinuates that God just steps back and watches, kinda a hands off God. The God that was popular in the industrial age.
The God that made it all then walked away. Humm that's contrary to the very hands-on God seen in the incarnation.
Seems
to me that we create the evil and God is up to His elbows in the muck trying to bring us into the kingdom.
But then
what do I know. What do any of us really know about God? My favorite metaphor is out of the book The Divine Fox
We
are like oysters trying to comprehend a ballerina.
First of all we don't even have legs.....or eyes......and are
underwater buried in the sand.
You are a brave man Dad to open this can of worms <BG> I tip my hat to you.
Hugs,
Robin
...
Robin -
Okay <BG> = Big Grin. And I take it "this can of worms" = The Problem of Evil. As Sam says of Gibson's Passion,
it's a "gift that keeps on giving."
God as the immediate and direct author of evil equally with good is more than a little problematic. When I read that quote
to Father Ed, he said, "That's dualism, that's not Christain." I offered Jose a safer phrasing - "Let us say that God, as
creator of all, is ultimately responsible for evil." But he insisted on his original formulation. So I'll give it the best
defense I can.
Fitzgerald's Omar Kayyam addresses God, "who with Eden didst devise the snake," and says God must "man's forgiveness give
- and take!" (i.e., man's ability to forgive God is God-given). But that's a Sufi mystic in a 19th.-Century English translation.
The back-story on the snake is a questionable extrapolation from Isaiah 14: 12-15 (who may have actually been talking about
the arrogance of the King of Babylon and his consequent fate). As Milton's Paradise Lost tells it, Satan was an Archangel
who counted equality with God a thing to be grasped and was cast from from Heaven into a pit created for him by God on the
way down. He took a full third of the angelic host with him (extrapolated from the dragon who dragged a third of the stars
from the sky in Rev. 12). There was a war in Heaven, angels were chucking mountains at each other, etc. - All that is John
Milton, not scripture.
The scriptural God is no ever-merciful Nice Guy. He causes his captive people in Egypt ungodly problems by hardening Pharoah's
heart - then brags about it. Had to show Pharoah who's boss, y'know. The free will of his people, presumably to follow the
God's own directive and leave town, had nothing to do with it. The God of the prophets declares himself thoroughly & unrepentantly
the author of Israels suffering - He's punishing them for unfaithfulness. He allows Satan to give his best representative,
Job, ungodly hell, then bellows at him out of the whirlwind, "Who are you to question ME ?- why I
hung the moon!" - at blowhard length. Maybe, as Robert Frost's take on Job, A Masque of Reason, suggests, God was
trying to cover up for giving in to Satan's temptation.
Then there's Sweet Jesus - who presents the King of the Universe as an unjust judge who won't answer a widow's plea for
help untill she bangs on his door half the night, and, again, as a hard-ass investor who will fire you into hell if you give
simply return his money with no vigorish. As a prophetc act, Jesus withers a fig tree because it hasn't borne fruit (in early
spring), and says that as a result of the Jews' treatment of him, Jerusalem will be destroyed - as it was, by the Romans,
in 72 AD. Jesus also has us ask His Father, "Lead us not into temptation," knowing, I would assume, that the Eternal Bastard
is quite capable of doing so. Who needs a snake when you've got God?
"Ballerina" my butt!
Happy Valentine's Day,
Tom
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From: Ginnie Bivona
Re: VILE COFFEE
Bravo, Robin!
All one has to do is take a look at some of the pictures that have been sent back by the Hubble Telescope, and then talk
about the Creator of the Cosmos.
This oyster is far happier enjoying it's oyster-ness, savoring every moment of it's tiny existence, rather than trying
to construct a God it can like, or fear, or whatever it thinks it needs at the moment to keep it going. Whatever concept it
can scrape up...that ain't it anyway.
Today it's snowing...great fat flakes drifting past my windows. I go from room to room relishing the views. From my kitchen,
my deck furniture, heaped with snowy cushions. From the living room, it's a movie set...the trees, and houses heaped with
whipped frosting, the view softened by a lacy curtain of snowflakes. What an exquisite world we live in!!!
When it's time to know more, I'll know more. Or not. I've stopped spending my time on that which is so far out of my ken,
in order to have plenty to spend on the minute I'm in. My heart is filled with delight this morning, and that's enough. It
doesn't need defining.
The absolute best part about growing older is that you finally understand that you really don't know a
damn thing, and you stop worrying about it. It's a very comfortable place to be. Ask any old fart. If they haven't gone
soft in the head they'll tell you.
GB
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From: ROBIN GLYNN, Re: VILE COFFEE
"'Ballerina' my butt!" (Tom McClellan)
LOL Good try! I am still convinced God is the good guy. You can pick and pull a few examples here and there but in context
God's goodness remains clear to me.
Happy Valentine's to you too!
xoxoxoxoxox
R
Robin -
See if you can sell God-as-Good-Guy to Lot's wife, who - surely a woman can understand this - looked back one last time
to the place she'd once called home. Oops, sorry, nothing there but a block of salt!
When it comes to slandering the Almighty, no one does it better than whoever wrote the Bible. Except maybe Mark Twain.
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OVERNIGHT JAVA Farewell to Valentine's Day
R. Thompson writes Re: Oasis Java
Snowy good morning....
Hey, Tom, do you still hang-out at the Oasis? Thought of you this morning... stopped-in for some breakfast and half way
thought I would see you draped over a cup o' java.
Also, would you send me your web address? I thought I had it in saved(s), but alas, no.
Stay warm and don't blame God for your troubles..... even Adam and Eve didn't do that.
Rebecca
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Dear Rebecca -
Right: Christmas, warm & bright; Valentine's Day, snow. A good summary of Texas weather.
I haven't been to the Oasis in a long time; we don't live in that neighborhood any more but in Garland. My current coffee
stop is the Waffle House - or, as my neighbor Phil calles it, Awful House - Jupiter & LBJ: see Homeless Coffee.
Re. Places to drink coffee: There's a hotel in Cuernavaca, its dining portico fronts on the city square. The Sleeping Woman,
the twin mounds of Popocatepital & Ixtacantspellit form the backdrop. Meet you there sometime. We shall have the Mexican
version of cafe au lait, cafe con crema, with its touch of cinnamon.
Blame God for my troubles? Remember Hockaday's quote: "Whom the gods wish to destroy they first drive mad."
Seriously, my dear sister, it seems God allows the devil to step on the toes of each and all, to the degree He knows they
can endure. It is the mark of his special care. Of my personal acqaintance, none has escaped, all have known difficulty and
pain. Some have even chosen the hard way: the discipline of the military, or the preisthood, or the cloister, or the academic
life, or the arts. Or parenthood. To my grandson God has given the struggle with Dyslexia - He must love that lad even more
than I do, to teach him early on that this place ain't Paradise. His name be praised!
You know that anecdote of the Jew who summarizes to God the hard trail of the second diaspora - the ghettos, the pogroms,
the holocaust - then says, "Would it be too much trouble, you should choose someone else for a while?"
He did and now we are stuck with Him, too.
Thanks for the Valentine,
Tom
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Bonnie Swank writes RE: Theodicy: The Issue That Could Not Die
Dear
Dad,
All of you Christians will make a Hindu of me yet! I find a satisfactory answer in thinking that there is evil
in the world because witout it we would be living in paradise - in paradise, every need is met, everything is perfect, so
who needs a god there? For that matter who even needs the company of other humans?
Yes the world is a beautiful place and also a terrible place, it is easy to muse on its snowy lovliness sitting in my warm
apartment looking out at the whiteness of the tree branches. It would be harder to admire if I was one of the crackheads that
live in the camp below the Katy Trail where I was walking with my husband this morning - stopping right before I got to their
nest of clothes and cast off trash at the bottom of the hill...
So I can thank God for being born white, somewhat educated, in the U.S. instead of in Mali, but it seems a rather arbitrary
blessing - undeserved like God's grace in general. I think that we all try to know God as best we can with the tools he/she
has given us (Bible, Mahabarata, Koran...). I feel God's presence most strongly, not in the beauty of the world, the pages
of a book - or in my physical circumstances, but in the love of my friends and family. I do believe that love (the holy spirit)
is from God, and the best I can do is offer myself as a conduit for it (flawed as ever) and try to accept, gratefully, what
comes my way.
Happy V-Day to all with lots of love (from God?) through me and from me.
Bonnie
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Dear Bonnie -
Re. "There but for the Grace of God" Thanksgivings: Windows Media is bringing me Eric Clapton singing Tears in Heaven
- "Would you know my name, if I saw you in Heaven?" he asks his son, who died at age ten. I, too, have many blessings
to thank God for, one of which is you, alive at age 36.
Now Eric sings one last time, "I know I don't belong, here in Heaven." Eric's crowd is cheering; they love the way we play
the keyboard.
Re. Nous autre Christians, driving you toward Hinduism: I had forgot to mention those who slander God better than even
Mark Twain: His followers, properly instructed by the clergy. Consider the public relations efforts on Allah's behalf by the
9/11 suicide crews as a case in point.
Now Toby Kieth is telling me how much loves this Bar, populated as it is by winners & loosers, chain smokers &
boozers, cowboys & truckers, broken hearted fools & suckers, lovers & lookers, dancing girls & hookers, a
dumb ass and a wise guy. And the veterans talk about their battle scars.
Toby's crowd also loves the way we sing.
Re. Love of friends & family. Amen. I've a memory from age seven that has become my definition of the Good: I'm snuggled
down in my p.j.s on bed between Mom & Dad. By the light of thge bedside lamp Dad is reading Sandburg's Life of Lincoln:
The Prairie Years. Waves of really good prose are rolling over me.
Now Willie is telling the Bartender, "I didn't come here, and I ain't leaving. I've been thrown into better places than
this."
Willie's crowd also thinks we're great. They're gonna give us the Wurlitzer Prize.
Love back atcha,
Dad
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Robin Glynn writes, Re. Theodicy: The Song That Never Ends
The absolute best part about growing older is that you finally understand that you really don't know a damn thing, and
you stop worrying about it. It's a very comfortable place to be. Ask any old fart. If they haven't gone soft in the head they'll
tell you. (Ginnie Bivona)
I hear yah! After four years of college level theology I know that really I know very little............
See if you can sell God-as-Good-Guy to Lot's wife, who - surely a woman can understand this - looked back one last time
to the place she'd once called home. Oops, sorry, nothing there to chat with but a block of salt! (Tom McClellan)
OH GOOD GRIEF. Is there a literalist among us? I could pull out all my theology books and argue every last one of these
bible stories and verses BUT I don't really have the time. I am helping my neighbor, literally, <G> by scrubbing and
cleaning and doing laundry, and fixing meals for her and her children.
The Lot's wife story is a naming story. It's
made up, yes made up, to explain the natural phenomenon of pillars of salt found in the area. So is the tower of Babel story.
Theologians/historians who have spent years on this know these things because of how the story is written. As to the
tower of Babel story, there was an unfinished ziggurat on a main road and the story that people started telling to explain
it's existence has, after hundreds of years ended up as our tower of Babel story. Like our modern day TV, you have to take
it all with a grain of salt <LOL>. That's why context is vital. Note the salvation of Lot's family in the face of such
destruction.
Salvation in the face of destruction is the real story.
Then there are the two versions of the Flood
story. One written by the P writer and the other by the J writer. It's so interesting when you divide that story up and see
the two clearly distinct versions.
On the other hand, the letters Paul wrote are wonderful historical documents. Written,
what 35 years? after the resurrection. Fantastic.
Well, back to the laundry dishes and food preparation.............
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Write on, Robin.
My favorite part of Ginnie's message was the reminder, via Hubble, that God is indeed a Ballerina, whirling out the galaxies
in deep space.
Lord Love a Duck, somebody finally weighed in with honest-to-God Bible scholarship!
Right, Etiological (explanatory) Myths. Lot's wife as local salt lick. But the story of Lot's wife also issues an invaluable
cautionary message: If God says "Don't let the door hit you on the way out," then it's best to do exactly what he says.
Re. Pastoral Letters: To return to the notion that God's love is revealed in the hard hits he gives us: The usual quote
thrown in, after the example of God's genuine love for his servant Job, when all was said and done, is from a possible letter
of Paul: "Whom the Lord loveth, he chasteneth" (Hebrews 12: 6).
Now Ladysith Black Mambazo is reminding us that we all are Homeless. The audience at Royal Albert Hall is warmly appreciative.
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Robin Glynn writes, Re. OVERNIGHT JAVA
In a message
dated 02/15/2004 3:04:48 AM Central Standard Time, trcbmc@verizon.net writes:
But the story of Lot's wife also issues an invaluable cautionary message: If God says 'Don't let the door hit you on the
way out,' then it's best to do exactly what he says.
Exactly! I would have phrased it differently more along the lines of Don't put your hand to the plow and look back, or
don't start building until you count the cost. In Luke 17:32 Jesus himself cautions us not to be like Lot's wife.
I'm
sorry Bonnie has been put off by some of what we've said here. For me, these conversations are what draw me to Christianity.
We are willing to struggle with God and with each other. Like Jacob I will wrestle a blessing out of God even if it costs
me my hip <LOL> A line from my favorite poster that hung in my church's common room for a while, Jesus died to take
away your sins not your mind.
It's an honor to participate in this exchange.
Robin
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The Highway Goes on Forever / And The Party Never Ends
(Robert Earl Keen)
Sam Swank writes, Re. God is in the Details.
Hi
Tom,
I don't quite know what to think of all this religious talk. All I do is think of cliche's that I've heard over
the years: "men plan, God laughs", "I looked for God everywhere, and when I finally found him, that's where he was, everywhere",
"if God didn't want us to kill animals, he shouldn't have made them out of meat".........wait, that was Ted Nugent, but you
get the idea, I'm not much of a theological thinker.
For me, the problem comes with organized religion. Now, I emphasize the "for me" in that sentence.
I'm more of a Christian than anything else, although there are aspects of Buddhism and Judaism that I find attractive, not
the least of which is if I don't believe their specific way, they don't tell me that I'll spend eternity pressing license
plates in Hell.
But there are a lot of Christians that drive me straight up the wall. Two days after 9-11, Pat Robertson and Jerry Falwell
said, in effect, that God allowed it to happen because he wasn't happy about gays, feminism, and the ACLU. There was a large
cheering section of fundamentalists outside Matthew Shepard's funeral holding signs that said "God Hates Fags", and recently
a couple of Eckerd pharmacists refused to give preventative
contraception to a woman who had just been raped. There are
plenty more of these kinds of anecdotes, and evangelicals can surely counter with equal numbers of loopy things done by radical
left wingers and
non-believers.
So who's right? Here's my answer......I don't care!
When my father died a little over five years ago, I had a crisis of faith. He was a great man that gave selflessly of himself
to his community for years. He made numerous sacrifices of his own career to the cause of civil rights in Dallas in the 1950's,
and a most of the resistance he met was from the religious community and arch-conservative city government, but they all admired
him. He confided to me once, in a rare moment of emotional availability, that his biggest fear was being infirmed and debilitated
before he died.
He had a massive stroke in 1992, and met exactly that fate for the last seven years of his
life, unable to read, draw, walk, talk coherently, take basic care of himself, or do anything that gave him pleasure (except
eat ice cream and drive my mother nuts).
Now, I know I'm a heathen myself, but I expected better from God for my dad. So I decided,
somewhat selfishly in retrospect, that He wasn't all He was cracked up to be, if He existed at all. I tried on this "passive
atheism" for awhile and found it akin to deciding I was, say, homosexual. Problem was, in much the same way that I have
no
sexual attraction to men, that my basic belief system was informed by a fundamental existence of God, and there wasn't much
I could do about it.
Previously, I guess I regarded Him as a "cause and effect" God, a divine vending machine of happiness and good fortune
proportionate to the "faith & good works" coins deposited therein. One sometimes sees this at the scenes of plane crashes
where there's a mass of burning twisted wreckage, the corpses of over 100 people,
and one or two survivors saying "God
was looking out for us."
So, what do I now believe? I'm happy to say that I don't really know. I saw it yesterday in the snow covered branches.
I hear it when I listen to Bach cantatas. I feel it when my wife looks in my eyes and smiles. Like the aforementioned cliche,
I see it everywhere.
I also see people who think they know and understand it definitively everywhere. Many have an "800" number. Some have PhD's
while others are recovering heroin addicts (or both). For me however, it's too big and intractable a question to try and get
my brain around, especially since I've recently started at square One. It's
interesting to see greater minds than my own
contemplate it, but at the end of the day, I feel it's like ants on a log floating down a river, taking turns pretending to
steer.
Your loving son-in-law,
Sam
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Sam,
I'll just quote Jose Cruz's response to your above essay:
Now there's a guy I can relate to.
Hay mucho respecto, 'migo!
Tom
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