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Humor

Quote of the Day

I’m starting research for a new paper, possibly on open source and international intellectual property. I came across this in a surprisingly well written paper on the political economy of open source: “Canada has plenty of trees, and anyone can pt a stack of paper on their desk for a very small price. That does not translate directly into an abundance of good writing.”

The point is that an abundance of material inputs does not necessarily translate into useful intellectual innovation. But it’s also a perfect jab at Canadian literature. Though I do love the Anne of Green Gables books…

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Photography and Music

Winter Scenes

Patti, the noble steed, surveys the snow-covered yard.

Seventh Avenue, 10:00 p.m. — last class of the semester taught, heading for Penn Station — it’s all over but the grading.

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Miscellaneous News

The Flood

No, not the Noachian Deluge. See the glossy sheen on the floor in this picture? It’s about eighteen inches of water soaking my computer and music gear. I didn’t take in the sump pump hose and it froze. Moron!

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Spirituality

JOY!

Today I’m working at home, preparing the final review lectures for all of my fall semester classes. It’s cold in my basement office (I need to finish that basement!) so I brought my laptop upstairs, built a fire in the fireplace, and started plugging away. My wife is at work and my youngest son, Garrett (4 years old), is home until noon, when he heads off to preschool. Garrett came by and gave me a big bear hug, and as I picked him up and turned around I saw the word “JOY” spelled out in Christmas candle-holders my wife placed over the mantle. Joy in the light of the fire, Joy in the warmth of this home, Joy in doing productive work, Joy in my little boy’s bear hug, Joy in the baby born on Christmas day!

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Humor

Calvinist Romance

Very Funny comic here.

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Augustine

Augustine and Intelligent Design

Last week I had a good converstation with a friend who is a Christian but who is skeptical of ID. My friend has strong social science training and feels that ID cannot be classified as “science.” One of his principal arguments is what I’d call the “pragmatic” argument: “science,” defined broadly as methodological naturalism, has produced many useful things; detecting design is not likely to produce such useful things. If we assume naturalism, the argument goes, we don’t stop inquiring about a natural phenomenon merely because we can’t explain it. In contrast, if we explain the phenomoenon through design, rational inquiry stops.

I don’t think this is a fair characterization of what ID seeks to do. Last night I came across a passage in Augustine’s City of God, a current reading project of mine that’s proving incredibly fruitful, that I think reinforces how belief in design spurs research rather than stalls it.

In Boox XI of City of God, Augustine discourses on the goodness of creation, and notes how even harmful things like poison are useful when “we use them well and wisely.” Then he continues:

Thus does Divine Providence teach us not to be foolish in finding fault with things but, rather, to be diligent in finding out their usefulness or, if our mind and will should fail us in the search, then to believe that there is some hidden use still to be discovered, as in so many other cases, only with great difficulty.

In other words, our belief that the universe was designed, and in particular that it was designed “good,” should compel us to investigate thoroughly how everything in creation works and how it can productively be employed. Design isn’t a conversation stopper; it’s a conversation starter.

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Spirituality

More on Life, the Universe, and Everything

I’ve been having a good discussion with Tom at Lean Left about finding meaning in an untimely death. I’ve been doing my best to present a Christian perspective, while his perspective is more materialist. I think we’ve both done a pretty good job of presenting our views, within the limits of blog comments, without acrimony. Check it out.

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Books and Film

New Song Demo — "Turn This Around"

Here’s another new demo of a partially finished song, called “Turn This Around.” I need a third verse, and some other stuff. Parts are a bit rough but I think it’s getting there. I really need a few afternoons to myself to finish all the music I’ve got in my head and partly in the computer. Lyrics:

If I could curse the ground
Of this God-forsaken town
The bottoms of my shoes in the dust
When the wheels are rolling round
You can almost hear the sound
Of oxygen and metal making rust

[bridge]These walls have heard it coming,
Heard the rumors, seen the wars
And they bend against the howling of the wind

[Verse 2]If the weather weren’t so cold
Maybe I wouldn’t feel so old
Cracking like the ice under my feet
And if I can’t bear the load
Of the weight of my own soul
Would that be called a win or a defeat

[Bridge]

[Chorus]Turn this around
Turn this around
Turn this around
It’s going down, going down, going down.

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Spirituality

Sailing Towards Aslan's Country

Last week I commented on a post by my friend Jeff about hope in the face of the recent tragic death of a young Christian man named Clete. Tom, a frequent visitor to Jeff’s site, who is not a Christian and keeps a site called “Lean Left,” also commented on Jeff’s post. Tom felt that the hope expressed by many of the young man’s friends and family was somewhat misplaced. Tom felt that “it would be infinitely better if the person hadn’t died at all.” Here are my thoughts:

Christians can make hopeful comments despite this kind of tragedy because we believe this life isn’t all there is. We believe Clete is in fact alive right now, more alive than he ever was before, and that his future is even more promising now than ever. This life, for us, is a pilgrimage towards a better country. It’s filled with joys that are only shadows of the joys to come, but it’s also filled with pains that pass away when we reach that better country. The Apostle Paul summed up our feelings about these things in his letter to the Phillipians: “For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain.”

This hope is also portrayed beautifully in the book from which Jeff’s blog takes it’s title, C.S. Lewis’ The Voyage of the Dawn Treader. “Dawn Treader” is one of the Narnia books, which include “The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe,” soon coming out on film. The “Dawn Treader” of the title is a ship that sets sail towards the ends of the earth. One of the characters in “Dawn Treader,” Reepicheep the mouse, is intent on sailing all the way to Aslan’s country. (Aslan the lion, a central character in the Narnia stories, is a picture of Christ.) When the group’s courage falters and begins to question the usefulness of their mission, Reepicheep admonishes them:

If by use you mean filling our bellies or our purses, I confess it will be no use at all. So far as I know we did not set sail to look for things useful, but seek honor and adventure. And here is as great an adventure as I ever heard of, and here, if we turn back, no little impeachment of all our honors.

I’d encourage you to read the lovely little “Dawn Treader” story for a bit more insight on how Christians think about death. For us Christians, life is a great adventure because we know we are sailing towards “Aslan’s Country.” We bear hardships like the death of a loved one with great hope, even in the midst of great pain, because of this.

Perhaps you think Christians are deluded for thinking this way. We think, though, that people who view this life as the end of the adventure are the sad and deluded ones. After all, if this life is all there is, when could anyone ever say that they’ve lived a long and full enough life? There is always more to experience, see, and accomplish, yet it would all vanish in an instant. Like the writer of Ecclesiastes, we could all say

What does man gain from all his labor at which he toils under the sun? Generations come and generations go, but the earth remains forever….I have seen all the things that are done under the sun; all of them are meaningless, a chasing after the wind.

For the Christian, the answer to this is our faith that all of our days are in God’s hands, and that He is building something wonderful in and through us that will last forever.