I've just returned from a final preparatory meeting for a group of 46 people from the Springfield area who will be traveling to Israel shortly. This "Israel Mission" is the first time that the Jewish Federation of Springfield has organized such a trip. I am one of the 46, joining a largely Jewish group.
Previously in this space I have expressed my affection for Mafalda, a tiny terror from Argentina, whose comic strip, bearing her name, appeared originally in the 1960s and '70s.
I am remembering a series of strips in which this little girl is contemplating the fact that the globe of the earth is conventionally presented with north being "up" and south "down." She explains to her friends her conclusion about the troubles of their country. These, she says, are the result of the fact that Argentina is upside down, and that therefore good ideas fall out of people's heads and are lost!
As we experience a papal transition, we find ourselves reading and hearing a miscellany of facts about the papacy and its history. I'd like to make my own contribution.
Why do we become anxious in the presence of someone whose ideas, beliefs, and opinions are different from ours?
Theology in song! We may not think immediately of Christmas carols in these terms, but if these melodies and their words have any worth at all, we find that worth in the expression of the profound truth of the enfleshing of the Son of God and its import for human salvation.
In recent days, two prominent Christian communions have announced changes in leadership. Looking specifically at these two groups will help us in our appreciation of concrete historical problems which we must address on the way to full Christian unity.
When we consider the lack of belief in God, we apply a couple of familiar categories: agnosticism and atheism. An atheist denies the existence of a Supreme Being. An agnostic maintains that it is impossible to know whether such a Being exists.
I find myself respecting atheism but puzzled by agnosticism. If God is God, I reason, surely he is going to let us know that he's here.
Nothing excuses the killing of the U.S. ambassador to Libya and three other members of the diplomatic staff.
But even as we lament the wretchedly low level at which matters of religion are treated in international relations, we find encouragement as we affirm that religious believers themselves carry, within the body of ideals which their belief-systems possess, the principles for the healing of the wounds which are so often inflicted in attempts at meaningful communication.
In popular culture, it is imagined that, during a slave rebellion of the first century B.C., slaves who were urged to turn over their leader Spartacus declared, one after another, "I am Spartacus!"
In most of the small towns in which I have served as pastor, we know the expectation. The pastors of the churches, Protestant and Catholic, come together once a month, usually over breakfast.