Drown that sad little bastard; drown him in a sea of grace.
This entry was posted
on Wednesday, February 6th, 2013 at 7:36 pm and is filed under The Struggle.
You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed.
Both comments and pings are currently closed.
5 Responses to “Drown That Bastard”
Wrote the following comment on February 6th, 2013 at 7:44 pm #
Yes, I know that this is an odd, and a bit jarring of a post with which to break such a long period of blogging silence, but… that’s me. This thought was born out of my struggle to not give into whining and self martyrdom amidst some current challenges. After the thought emerged, it ocurred to me that it is quite an appropriate sentiment and goal in that the self I want to become is the one shaped by God’s grace, and not the little, false self that is merely the product of his own angry yet frail hands. In other words, he is a bastard because he is not sired by God’s grace.
Wrote the following comment on February 7th, 2013 at 2:57 am #
Well, welcome back to the fray (I hope)
Wrote the following comment on February 12th, 2013 at 11:25 am #
Well, provocative or not I completely believe that the only place to drown that small, sad self is indeed in the Sea of Grace. Just don’t get discouraged when he needs to be drowned more than once. He is, after all, a stubborn little bastard.
Wrote the following comment on February 12th, 2013 at 11:39 am #
As I was thinking about what you posted my mind turned to the idea of death. Well, what is life but a series of little deaths? Life is full of small sorrows. It is also full of joys and periods of renewal, but here I am more concerned with that ‘Central Self’, the eternal me that bears the face of God. C.S. Lewis talks a great deal about the central self and the idea that we are always in the processing of becoming more like heavenly creatures or more hellish creatures. In either case their is death. I am either in a process of repentance and dying to my old sad self, or I am in the process of rebellion and I am dead in my trespasses, gouging out the Face of God from my very soul. We all experience little deaths. I suppose the question we are left with is, are they happening in the Sea of Grace or are they happening somewhere else? Maybe that is the part of the Sanctification process that we are most actively involved with. We choose which master we are submitting to, and in doing so we are also choosing whether those deaths have any future hope of resurrection…
Wrote the following comment on February 12th, 2013 at 8:09 pm #
Roger – Thanks for the welcome!
Rachel – Good point about the need to drown and drown again. One of my professors used to say that we need to swim in the waters of our baptism, the waters of our dying and rising, and dying and rising, and dying and rising. Oh, by the way, I am going to steal, “gouging out the Face of God from my very soul”