Modernity has made it possible to decouple our beliefs from any real investment in what we believe. But it doesn’t change the fact that we pretty much always act on the things we believe. Of course the belief we might act on might be deceptive in the reward it offers.
I don’t remember if it was Bp. Hunter or Dallas Willard, probably a decade ago, that impressed upon me that Jesus was the most brilliant person that ever lived. He is the philosopher that every other philosopher looks up toward, at the top of the mountain (where he gave The Sermon), not trying to compete in the economy of ideas, but offering evidence of his truthfulness through miraculous acts, and through death’s impotence to hold his brilliant mind and sinless soul.
I loved this part!—"moving from mere faith in Jesus to having the faith of Jesus." Believing in what Jesus said and trying to model my life around what he said is one thing, but having the *faith* he had is something of such magnitude that I think I had not really pondered what it entailed. Thank you for that.
(I'm reading that very book by Eugene Peterson right now!)
Modernity has made it possible to decouple our beliefs from any real investment in what we believe. But it doesn’t change the fact that we pretty much always act on the things we believe. Of course the belief we might act on might be deceptive in the reward it offers.
I don’t remember if it was Bp. Hunter or Dallas Willard, probably a decade ago, that impressed upon me that Jesus was the most brilliant person that ever lived. He is the philosopher that every other philosopher looks up toward, at the top of the mountain (where he gave The Sermon), not trying to compete in the economy of ideas, but offering evidence of his truthfulness through miraculous acts, and through death’s impotence to hold his brilliant mind and sinless soul.
I loved this part!—"moving from mere faith in Jesus to having the faith of Jesus." Believing in what Jesus said and trying to model my life around what he said is one thing, but having the *faith* he had is something of such magnitude that I think I had not really pondered what it entailed. Thank you for that.
(I'm reading that very book by Eugene Peterson right now!)