Each of us, it's plain to see, have the Imago Dei
Someone broke it, and we break it every day.
Each of us that walk this sod, we're the Images
Someone broke us, and we break us every day.
Behold: the discarded image! Man, the spiritual microcosm. In himself, he bridges the worlds of matter and of spirit, combining both into an inseparable unity. How hard it is to maintain that balance! The ancients would have him be a thing purely of spirit, and the moderns a thing wholly of matter; but he is both. For He is both.
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Saturday, August 19, 2006
That's right, the Platypus has internet connection once more here in sunny Redlands. After a three week sabbatical, we are back up and running. That means that my lovely wife should be updating her blog sooner or later too. More posts will follow, but this is just to let you know that the Platypus is indeed back, and he still speaks Truth.