Once more, with feeling...
This article has appeared again, and, with my current thinking about the love of God, I thought that it was good to point it out again.
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i checked it out, and even posted some thoughts on his page. it leaves me with mixed feelings.
Mixed feelings? How so?
(Remember, in the story, you're not Jesus; you're the hooker.)
oh, i get it.
i realize it's an illustration.. even a biblical one, but i think some illustrations break down if you take them too far. I have a hard time seeing what's mentioned in the picture as 'love'. It sounds more like pity. There doesn't seem to be any aspect of reformation of the woman's character. If i were Jesus in the story, i would want to restore the woman's character so that she was (or at least felt) as young and innocent as a child who had not felt that kind of trauma. Instead i see a woman who is so beat and battered, she's too retarded to do anything but hand over old tampons, and God wants her around to have interesting conversations with? Anything i pity that much is not something/someone i want to be hanging around with me through eternity talking about tampons. Pity doesnt equate to love in my mind. i dunno if it's right or wrong. i just have a sense that something doesnt jive here.
But see, that's how worthless we are and how much God loves us!
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