My Point of View
I Am the Worst of Sinners
by
Larry Newman
There is bound up in the human psyche a need for heros. That is, people
who stand out as bigger than life, people who have over achieved. People
who have excelled and succeeded in their labors to such a degree that no
other person could possibly accomplish anything nearly as spectacular as
the hero.
There are degrees of heros, the common, household variety all the way up
to the super hero. When humans classify their heros they make these
kinds of distinctions. Not by labeling the hero as common or super,
rather it is done by what is attributed to the hero. Exaggeration often
comes into play here. The hero, over time, takes on new or greater
dimensions. A legend is born, an idol is fashioned.
From this very human exercise are birthed the likes of the gods of the
Hellenistic mystery religions of Greco-Roman origin, with gods of super
human attributes who excelled beyond humanities wildest dreams. Or the
modern day Superman or whatever/whoever may be the popular idol of the
day. If there is no current hero, you may be certain that one will soon
be created for it seems that humanity must have something to worship that is greater than humanity itself. The creation of celebrity is a modern example of this form of idolatry.
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"I have come that you might have life abundantly. . ."
"Consider the lilies of the field. . ."
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Nailing it Down
Need Cataract Surgery? by Michael Crowe
Paul prayed, "That the eyes of your heart may be enlightened..." (Ephesians 1:18). Samuel said to Jesse, David's
father, "Man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart" (I Samuel 16:7). Jesus said, "Judge
not..." (Matthew 7:1).
Those people in front of you in the grocery line are more than they appear to be. The spectators at the soccer
game are more than simply the parents and grandparents of the players. God is a mystery, and so are the people
He creates.
Is that man just an older man, or is he a retired professor of nuclear physics from Stanford? Is that woman just an
older woman, or did she raise 25 foster children throughout her life with extraordinary grace and creativity? Is that
boy simply a boy, or will he author twelve books of poetry and be a household name in forty years? Will that little
girl pouting in her mother's shopping cart be a missionary to Mongolia or a U.S. senator in the 2050's?
And what is vibrating in these people at this very moment? How many are facing a terminal disease? Which ones
are praying right in the instant that you see them? Which ones are glancing at you and deciding to put you in their
current novel or painting?
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