Sunday, June 7
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Hose-Anna In Excelsis!

Hose-Anna In Excelsis!

"Life" Issues, Albert Camus, awareness, C. S. Lewis, Christianity, Comfort, contemplation, curiosity, Epiphany, Four Quartets, Holy Mystery, Human Condition, Joy, Literature, Longing, Mystery, Religion, Spirituality, T. S. Eliot, The Divine, Uncategorized, wonder
OK … Time to 'fess up ... I admit it … I need a break … I’m tired of ranting about Donald Trump, the story of Frankenstein-as-Donald Trump, my Dad and D-Day as antitheses of Donald Trump, etc., etc., etc., etc. I suspect you are tired of hearing me rant, too. Understandable. I need a change of subject. Probably you do, too. So let’s change the subject and talk about something else, something pristinely apolitical and un-Trump-connected or even un-Trump-adjacent. An alternate rant, if you will. So what shall we talk about? I know! Let’s talk about burrowing garden hoses! I was only 6 years old, living in Wichita, KS, and just starting the first grade in 1955, but despite being that young, I vividly remember reading stories in the newspaper about garden hoses simply burrowing in...
And Now … No Word from Our Sponsor

And Now … No Word from Our Sponsor

"Life" Issues, Art, Atheism, C. S. Lewis, Comfort, Compassion, courage, critical judgment, Evidence, Four Quartets, God, Literature, secularism, Skeptic, Spirituality, T. S. Eliot
For all the exuberant talk about the liberation of what is often called the “new atheism” as exemplified by people like Richard Dawkins, Sam Harris, Daniel Dennett, the late Christopher Hitchens, Bill Maher, and Saturday Night Live alumna Julia Sweeney – with the vast majority of which I heartily agree – there is one area, so far little remarked, where the “new atheism” and the “new atheists” simply cannot compete with conventional, theistic religion: comfort and reassurance. Yes, yes, to be sure, conventional, orthodox, theistic religion is, in many ways, a congeries of pathologies ranging from the comically absurd -- Neanderthal humans hunting t. Rex, anyone? --  to the violent to the downright evil. Their name is “Legion”, for they are many. I have criticized many of them in this space,...
Waiting for God(ot)

Waiting for God(ot)

Advent, Atheism, awareness, Christianity, Christmas, contemplation, Four Quartets, Godot, Human Condition, inclusive, meditation, mindfulness, monotheism, Poetry, Samuel Beckett, Skeptic, spiritual practice, Spirituality, T. S. Eliot, Theology, Tolerance, vipassana
Given that we are moving into the Christian Holidays that cluster around Advent and Christmas, I wanted to do a blog post on what it means for a skeptic to wait. Advent is basically a Season of waiting – Israel waiting for the birth of the Messiah, Mary waiting for the birth of Jesus, the Church singing “O Come Emmanuel!” as it celebrates the First Advent and waits for the Second, etc., etc. – and celebrating it raises some unique, arguably insuperable, questions and issues for people like me: skeptics, atheists, agnostics, secular humanists, anti-theists, etc., etc., etc. Waiting is such an “archetypal” activity that I am loath to say that folks like us do not wait, period. Saying that we do not wait would be like saying we do not breathe or love or age or question or die … or visit our l...