That by taking your data, bad quality and all, one can conclude that the greater error lies not in the quality as much as in the adjustments of that data based on assumptions that are not agreed
upon by other men of knowledge; namely, in case of further misunderstanding, the temperatures of the Medieval Period.
Not exact matches
For if God did not spare angels when they sinned, but cast them into hell and committed them to chains of gloomy darkness to be kept until the judgment; if he did not spare the ancient world, but preserved Noah, a herald of righteousness, with seven
others, when he brought a flood
upon the world of the ungodly; if
by turning the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah to ashes he condemned them to extinction, making them an example of what is going to happen to the ungodly; and if he rescued righteous Lot, greatly distressed
by the sensual conduct of the wicked (for as that righteous
man lived among them day after day, he was tormenting his righteous soul over their lawless deeds that he saw and heard); then the Lord knows how to rescue the godly from trials, and to keep the unrighteous under punishment until the day of judgment, and especially those who indulge in the lust of defiling passion and despise authority.
A God who could make good children as easily as bad, yet preferred to make bad ones; who could have made every one of them happy, yet never made a single happy one; who made them prize their bitter life, yet stingily cut it short; who gave his angels eternal happiness unearned, yet required his
other children to earn it; who gave his angels painless lives, yet cursed his
other children with biting miseries and maladies of mind and body; who mouths justice, and invented hell - mouths mercy, and invented hell - mouths Golden Rules and forgiveness multiplied
by seventy times seven, and invented hell; who mouths morals to
other people, and has none himself; who frowns
upon crimes, yet commits them all; who created
man without invitation, then tries to shuffle the responsibility for
man's acts
upon man, instead of honorably placing it where it belongs,
upon himself; and finally, with altogether divine obtuseness, invites his poor abused slave to worship him!
As an independent person,
man is required
by Islam to believe in God, worship Him, and to live in a manner which assures him a clear conscience; it is incumbent
upon him to work for a living, to control himself and his children, and to realize his interests and maintain his existence without encroaching
upon the life and welfare of
other people.
The present volume is really a collection of studies, and it might easily have grown to twice its size if
other topics had been included: for example the miracle stories — I should have liked to examine Alan Richardson's new book on The Miracle - Stories of the Gospels (1942)-- or a fuller study of the so - called messianic consciousness of Jesus, the theory of interim ethics, the relation of eschatology and ethics in Jesus» teachings — see Professor Amos N. Wilder's book on the subject, Eschatology and Ethics in the Teaching of Jesus (1939)-- the influence of the Old Testament
upon the earliest interpretation of the life of Jesus — see Professor David E. Adams» new book,
Man of God (1941), and Professor E. W. K. Mould's The World - View of Jesus (1941)-- or sonic of the topics treated in the new volume of essays presented to Professor William Jackson Lowstuter, New Testament Studies (1942), edited
by Professor Edwin Prince Booth.
On the
other hand, the non-Christian — the one who, living under a tyrannous regime or in a society where, it seems, social injustice will never end, wants to kill the tyrant or destroy the society; the one who, exploited or degraded
by a colonialist regime, wants to kill the oppressor; the
man who, victimized
by a racist society, wants to avenge
by violence the indignities heaped
upon him — all these, along with their violence, their hatred, their folly, must be accepted
by those of us who are Christians.
It is said that once, for instance, as he came to a stream spanned
by a bridge so narrow that two
men could not cross it abreast, nor pass one another
upon it, a truculent bourgeois arrived at the bridge's
other end and — recognizing Kierkegaard — promptly announced that he would not stand aside for an infamous buffoon.
For this will is the eternal order that governs all things, that brings you into union with the dead, and with the
men whom you never see, with foreign people whose language and customs you do not know, with all
men upon the whole earth, who are related to each
other by blood and eternally related to the Divine
by eternity's task of willing only one thing.
The kind of action from social awareness that is demanded
by perfect love is such as must admit the tragic reality that there are people who are genuinely intent
upon using their freedom to destroy the freedom of
others, and that, under certain circumstances, love itself may dictate that «It is better that many should die prematurely than that nearly all
men should live in a permanent state of hostility or slavery» (MVG 173).
It is Mankind as a whole, collective humanity, which is called
upon to perform the definitive act whereby the total force of terrestrial evolution will be released and flourish; an act in which the full consciousness of each individual
man will be sustained
by that of every
other man, not only the living but the dead.
In Old Testament usage it means instruction in the ways of God and His demands
upon men, whether given
by means of positive precepts and statutes, or
by other means.
Precisely that kind of
man, «transported
by his passion» — in this case his being caught up into a relationship with God in Christ, although it may very well be true in
other ways as well, since to be «transported»
by passion is to enter
upon the most profound experience possible to human beings — precisely such a
man does feel and know what is nothing
other than «the secret of the universe».
I certainly hope for the Pastor Youcef Nadarkhani, as I would hope for myself and
others with me, if found out to be of Christian faith and a modern order, not unlike the Christians who walked with Jesus as a
man and Pastor who, as it were, was finally offered up as a sacrificial offering to God
upon a cross after being found guilty of offending the then Church of Israel who then proposed his death sentance to be carried out
by a Roman Court, though he was innocent of the charges.
It is generally accepted that what distinguishes
man psychologically from
other living creatures is the power acquired
by his consciousness of turning in
upon itself.
Yet we are witnesses to the amazing spectacle of the uncritical acceptance of this unscientific and romantic assumption
by men who, in every
other sphere of life, pride themselves
upon their devotion to evidence presented
by «the hard stuff of the world of physical and social experience.»
«Truth is one, but
men seek it in different ways depending
upon their background, education and environment; the only reasonable way for any modern
man to act when faced with this pluralism of ethical and moral thinking is to seek to know the truth held
by the
other person, but with love and respect and openness.»
Luther was correct when he challenged the Medieval Catholic Scholastics over their teaching that * sin * was
man turned down toward the things of earth rather than up towards the things of heaven
by teaching that * sin * was actually
man turned in
upon himself or, as modern mental health professions state «narcissistic egoism, a disorder that closes us off from
others rather than opening us up to them.
«Again, the corrupt and unsound form of speaking in the plural number to a single person, you to one, instead of thou, contrary to the pure, plain, and single language of truth, thou to one, and you to more than one, which had always been used
by God to
men, and
men to God, as well as one to another, from the oldest record of time till corrupt
men, for corrupt ends, in later and corrupt times, to flatter, fawn, and work
upon the corrupt nature in
men, brought in that false and senseless way of speaking you to one, which has since corrupted the modern languages, and hath greatly debased the spirits and depraved the manners of
men; — this evil custom I had been as forward in as
others, and this I was now called out of and required to cease from.
Do we accept the idea, strongly supported
by fact, that the individual
man can not achieve his wholeness (that is to say, reflect and personalize himself completely
upon himself) except in solidarity with all
other men, present, past and future?
The new and awful discoveries made of the polluting and murderous nature of their superstitions, in writings of unquestioning authority, with the success of the missionary labours of the excellent
men of
other denominations already employed there, the committee think ought to be considered as special calls
upon British Christians to increase the means of acquainting their natives of India with their divine religion; and to persevere in the glorious toil, until the name of Christ shall be sounded throughout the vast extent of our oriental dominion, and one God and Saviour shall be worshipped
by every subject of the British throne.4
Vengeance and retaliation could be outwardly administered; penal justice could be roughly managed
by legality; but the more magnanimity was called for, the more inward quality was indispensable, until at last the Bible faced
man with an ideal that put
upon him a profound demand for interior regeneration — «Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, and clamor, and railing, be put away from you, with all malice: and be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving each
other, even as God also in Christ forgave you.»
One of the key characters in the book is disgraced «faith healer» Holy Wayne (played
by British actor Paterson Joseph); a once - average
man, bereaved on October 14th, who realises he can take
other people's pain
upon himself, like a kind of emotional sponge.
He takes
upon himself the violence and hatred of
men, and conquers that violence within himself
by extending forgiveness and
other - affirming love to his assailants.
Aside from fantasizing about seizing the Ginty from his bag and using it to commit parricide; aside from spending the weekend concealing my politics from my dad's gin - blossomed, tartan - blazered classmates;
other than being treated
by my wife, Laura,
upon my return, like a
man who had blown two weeks wages on a drinking and gambling binge, I could not have had a better time.
Kenny you are correct of course.Someonevthat is obviously in total love of Arsenal Football Club But also ridiculously blinkered when it comes to Wenger.You and I together with many thousands
upon thousands of, shall we say, more mature fans, (in
other words old codgers) will of course recall much much darker periods in this clubs history than what we are going through now.But today is the present and not yesterday.Wenger is yesterday's
man (as agreed
by 81 % of this sites members).
Other reasons, as suggested
by Elle's Chloe Schama in her recent story on the need for better pumps, include our squeamishness around the topic, as well as the fact that most of the people with the skills and funds to improve
upon it are
men.
In cases where excess wealth was held until death, he advocated its apprehension
by the state on a progressive scale: «Indeed, it is difficult to set bounds to the share of a rich
man's estates which should go at his death to the public through the agency of the State, and
by all means such taxes should be granted, beginning at nothing
upon moderate sums to dependents, and increasing rapidly as the amounts swell, until of the millionaire's hoard, at least the
other half comes to the privy coffer of the State.»
Whatever
other inspirations the» Hunger Games» series draws
upon — from» Survivor,» to the Arnold Schwarzenegger movie version of» The Running
Man,» to the Japanese cult classic that author Suzanne Collins claims she never saw,» Battle Royale» — at its best it's a meditation on the way fear and hope can be used
by tyrants to subjugate the masses.
Because her thinking
man's Ilsa act in The Reader is at least conceptually riskier than her put -
upon dishrag Debbie Downer in Revolutionary Road, we were that close to throwing her
by the wayside in this category, especially because there's a clearly superior crypto - leading role in the mix (Rosemarie DeWitt, whose titular character in Rachel Getting Married has been shut out of a lot of races thus far, but we feel anyone who actually watches enough of the film to justify throwing their vote toward frontrunner Anne Hathaway should have no
other choice but to recognize DeWitt's equally tricky, equally attention - stealing performance).
By the end of the movie's first sequence, the girls have lured a teenage boy to what appears to be his inevitable murder, captured a killer who's responsible for four
other murders, and,
upon realizing that the killer didn't finish the job, suffocated the young
man, dismembered his body, and dumped it in a solution of lye and
other chemicals.
Students learn through a logical and step -
by - step learning journey, including: - Understanding the context of the poem and defining the key terminology «bayonet», «over the top», «trenches», and «no -
man's land»; - Understanding key information about the poet Ted Hughes; - Reading and interpreting the poem; - Interpreting the poem, with a particular emphasis
upon how Hughes creates visual and auditory imagery; - Finding and analysing the language features used throughout the poem, and considering how these link to the poet's message; - Writing an extended analysis piece based
upon how Hughes creates imagery in order to capture the soldier's horrifying final moments; - Peer assessing each
other's learning attempts.
Adams's life story encapsulates the history of the founding era, for she defined herself in relation to the people she loved or hated (she was never neutral): her mother, whom she considered terribly overprotective; Benjamin Franklin, who schemed to clip her husband's wings; her sisters, whose dependence
upon Abigail's charity strained the family bond; James Lovell, her husband's bawdy congressional colleague, who peppered her with innuendo about John's «rigid patriotism»; her financially naïve husband (Abigail earned money in ways the president considered unsavory, took risks that he wished to avoid — and made him a rich
man); Phoebe Abdee, her father's former slave, who lived free in an Adams property but defied Abigail's prohibition against sheltering
others even more desperate than herself; and her son John Quincy, who worried her with his tendency to «study out of spight» but who fueled her pride
by following his father into public service, rising to the presidency after her death.
It was a «natural consequence of this state of things,» one doctor from the era wrote, seeing that «very few persons entitled
by birth or
other advantageous circumstances... would condescend to study, much less engage in the practice of medicine,» thus «poor and ambitious young
men from the provinces were induced to repair to Paris and enter
upon the study of the only profession through which they could expect to obtain distinction and worldly prosperity.»
Hired
by the ever - attentive Barney to write a thousand - word essay for Joan's announcement, Ernst's pal, literary
man Nicolas Calas, saw the work's grounding in the material world as a relief after
other avant - garde painters» suffocating insistence
upon expressing their feelings.
, you are lying on the floor of your place looking up, a small draft runs through the room, between the door and the window, and all things seem perfectly still, wind only disturbs concrete in imperceptible ways, or it may take millions of years to be noticed and, as the air runs through the space, all your plants move and all is animated and all is alive somehow, and here are the thoughts of all
men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me, and that wind
upon your plants is the common air that bathes the globe, and we have no ambitions of universalism, and I'm glad we don't, but the particles of air bring traces of pollen and are charged with electricity, desert sand, maybe sea water, and these particles were somewhere else before they were dragged here, and their route will not end
by the door of this house, and if we tell each
other stories, one can imagine that they might have been bathed
by this same air, regrouped and recombined, recharged as a vehicle for sound, swirling as it moves, bringing the sound of a drum, like that Kabuki story where a fox recognizes the voice of its parents as a girl plays a drum made out of their skin, or any
other event, and yet I always felt your work never tells stories, I tend to think that narrative implies a past tense, even if that past was just five seconds ago, one second ago was already the past, and human memory is irrelevant in geological time, plants and fish know not what tomorrow will bring, neither rocks nor metal do, but we all live here now, and we all need visions and we all need dreams, and as long as your metal sculptures vibrate they are always in the Present, and their past is a material truth alien to narrative, but well, maybe narrative does not imply a past tense at all and they are writing their own story while they gently move and breathe, and maybe nothing was really still before the wind came in, passing through the window as if through an irrational portal to make those plants dance, but everything was already moving and breathing in near complete silence, and if you're focused enough you can feel the pulse of a concrete wall and you can feel the tectonic movements of the earth, and you can hear the magma flowing under our feet and our bones crackling like a wild fire, and you can see the light of fireflies reflected in polished metal, and there is nothing magical about that, it is just the way things are, and sometimes we have to raise our voice because the music is too loud and let your clothes move to a powerful bass, sound waves and bright lights, powerful like the sun, blinding us if we stare for too long, but isn't it the biggest sign of love, like singing to a corn field, and all acts of kindness that are not pitiful nor utilitarian, that are truly horizontal as everything around us is impregnated with the deadliest violence, vertical and systemic, poisonous, and sometimes you just want to feel the sun burning your skin and look for life in all things declared dead, a kind of vitality that operates like corrosion, strong as the wind near the sea, transforming all things,
Ever since Perry hurled himself
upon the scene and was instantly proclaimed a serious contender
by a breathless, conflict - seeking national press corps, the two
men have been at each
other's throats.