Considering answers to those faith-questions we all ask…
Category: Philosophy
The question of whether abstract art has a place in the Christian world came up in a discussion I had recently. Art is near to my heart (and rhymes with it) so I decided to gather a few initial thoughts here. This is not intended to be a detailed or refined article - it's a precis: an abstraction of my thoughts in no particular order, and a little disorganized.
People who go off the spiritual rails and who get led astray, and who even lose their faith are very possibly doing so because they have a completely inverted view of this world and a totally contrary view of God's intentions and purposes in our lives. I've seen it happen. I've felt its lure myself: haven't you?
I wrote in the first part of this article that there would only be two parts, but that's no longer true. There will instead be several installments because I can't summarize to oblivion all the topics related to end times. Today's episode discusses Biblical predictions of political world empires, beginning with the time of the prophet Daniel and ending at the return of Jesus Christ. This interpretation is of necessity a little subjective and speculative. I don't claim to know all the answers or that "God told me": He didn't.
Especially for those who may be seeking, or who wonder what makes a professing Christian tick, here is the personal reasoning and motivation which augments my faith. I haven't always been a Christian. I had no particular beliefs, and no particular convictions. That all changed one fine day, many years ago.
During Trump's first run for office Hillary Clinton described him and his supporters as “a basket of deplorables”. They are “deplorable” because (she was determined to make you to think) they are “racist, sexist, homophobic, xenophobic, Islamophobic, you name it”. Mrs Clinton was, of course, hoping to divide and conquer: to gather up the support of as many minorities as she could identify or create. These accusations prompted me to write a rebuttal, knowing that she would never read it or if she did, care what I had to say.
Fuel for Faith, Food for Thought 