Christianity is not some ideal toward which we ought always to strive even though the ideal is out of reach. Christianity is not a series of slogans that sum up our beliefs.
Stanley HauerwasRead
Advent is patience it's how God has made us a people of promise, in a world of impatience.
Interpretation
The quote emphasizes the value of patience as a virtue inherent to humans, especially in a world that often prioritizes immediacy.
Stanley Hauerwas articulates that the season of Advent symbolizes a deep-rooted patience that is integral to our identity as individuals shaped by divine promise. In contrast to a culture rife with impatience, this perspective encourages embracing the waiting and anticipation that come with faith, suggesting that true fulfillment arises from trusting in the promise of what is to come.
In practice
This quote can be shared during a meditation session about the virtues of patience in our fast-paced lives.
Christianity is not some ideal toward which we ought always to strive even though the ideal is out of reach. Christianity is not a series of slogans that sum up our beliefs.
My way of putting it is that Christians are called to live nonviolently not because we believe nonviolence is a strategy to rid the world of war, but in a world of war as faithful followers of Christ, we cannot imagine being anything other than nonviolent.
War is America's central liturgical act necessary to renew our sense that we are a nation unlike other nations.
To kill, in war or in any circumstance, creates a silence. It is right that silence should surround the taking of life. After all, the life taken is not ours to take.
The most creative social strategy we have to offer is the church. Here we show the world a manner of life the world can never achieve through social coercion or governmental action. We serve the world by showing it something that it is not, namely, a place where God is forming a family out of strangers.
Saints cannot exist without a community, as they require, like all of us, nurturance by a people who, while often unfaithful, preserve the habits necessary to learn the story of God.
But I didn't know what to say to him. What do you say to a man that by his own admission has no soul? Why would you say anything?
Searching for the self when I was entirely alone was hazardous. What if I found not so much a great emptiness as a space full of unpleasant contents, a compound of long-hidden truths, closeted, buried, forgotten. When I went looking, I was playing a desperate game of hide-and-seek, fearful of what I might find, most afraid that I would find nothing.
The Kingdom is to be in the midst of your enemies
Experience demonstrates that there may be a wages of slavery only a little less galling and crushing in its effects than chattel slavery, and that this slavery of wages must go down with the other.
Who knows the end? What has risen may sink, and what has sunk may rise. Loathsomeness waits and dreams in the deep, and decay spreads over the tottering cities of men.
In a world without future, each moment is the end of the world.
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