O Captain! My Captain! by Walt Whitman
A truly great poem. I don't think I did it justice, but I love it, so I wanted to give it a shot.
Now, I have a humble request of those who post poetry almost exclusively ( you know who you are) as well as of those for whom it's a less common occurance: Henceforth, whenever you post a poem, kindly post a reading of it as well, preferably by you. Reading a poem aloud is essential if you want it's full impact, and everyone else will get a lot more from it. Thanks in advance! (Because you know it's a great idea...because I had it.)
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
Saturday, January 14, 2006
Sunday, January 08, 2006
Epicidity
On the title, this is a made up word. Definition: The quality of being epic.
I was thinking today. I was thinking about the Christians who believe that you must accept Christ in order to go the Heaven. Conversely, they believe that if you do not accept Christ before you die, you will go to Hell. As I was thinking on this, I wondered: How can the people who believe this have any peace at all? How can they sleep at night knowing that all over the world, thousands and thousands of people who haven't accepted Christ or even heard the Gospel are dying and, according to their belief, being sent to Hell? Would you not want to spend every waking moment evangelising and trying to get people to accept? How could you stand the futility of that, knowing that no matter how many people you reach, how many you "save", there were always ten thousand more that you didn't, believing that no matter how hard you work, the number of people in Hell will always be greater than the number of people in Heaven? How could you do anything less than chain your children down until they accept Christ? How could you find time to enjoy anything, believing that every second you are not out there saving souls, Hell is just filling up? If you're not doing any of that, if you think it's not your job, how incredibly selfish does that sound? Think about it. If you do anything less than devote yourself entirely to "saving" others, you are deeming their salvation as less important than your own. This belief carries no peace. No hope.
Thank God that He took care of all of His people's salvation by Himself, once and for all.
I was thinking today. I was thinking about the Christians who believe that you must accept Christ in order to go the Heaven. Conversely, they believe that if you do not accept Christ before you die, you will go to Hell. As I was thinking on this, I wondered: How can the people who believe this have any peace at all? How can they sleep at night knowing that all over the world, thousands and thousands of people who haven't accepted Christ or even heard the Gospel are dying and, according to their belief, being sent to Hell? Would you not want to spend every waking moment evangelising and trying to get people to accept? How could you stand the futility of that, knowing that no matter how many people you reach, how many you "save", there were always ten thousand more that you didn't, believing that no matter how hard you work, the number of people in Hell will always be greater than the number of people in Heaven? How could you do anything less than chain your children down until they accept Christ? How could you find time to enjoy anything, believing that every second you are not out there saving souls, Hell is just filling up? If you're not doing any of that, if you think it's not your job, how incredibly selfish does that sound? Think about it. If you do anything less than devote yourself entirely to "saving" others, you are deeming their salvation as less important than your own. This belief carries no peace. No hope.
Thank God that He took care of all of His people's salvation by Himself, once and for all.
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