tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12659679.post112292445270350699..comments2023-09-27T07:42:18.141-07:00Comments on Rebel Without A Pew: Eschatological CampingKaren Sapiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952041607368514856noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12659679.post-1123012551849992642005-08-02T12:55:00.000-07:002005-08-02T12:55:00.000-07:00OK, I've recovered.As a Presbyterian kinda gal and...OK, I've recovered.<BR/><BR/>As a Presbyterian kinda gal and big fat fan of Karl Barth, and with the awareness that analogies are always imperfect, I would nonetheless lean towards the marshmallow analogy as both delicious and Reformed. :-) Our hope is in the grace of Jesus Christ and what has already been done for us. Barth used the analogy of light and dark. God doesn't flick on the light switch so we can suddenly see; God allows us to open our eyes so we can see the light that *already* is. In other words, the fish are already in the boat; the marshmallow's on the stick.<BR/><BR/>One thing is clear; you do have quite the PK there.reverendmotherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07457532866087494676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12659679.post-1123011747973788372005-08-02T12:42:00.000-07:002005-08-02T12:42:00.000-07:00Mmm... roasted marshmallows... [drool]Sorry, just ...Mmm... roasted marshmallows... [drool]<BR/><BR/>Sorry, just having a pregnancy moment.reverendmotherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07457532866087494676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12659679.post-1122986527930796232005-08-02T05:42:00.000-07:002005-08-02T05:42:00.000-07:00I hate to complicate things, but whenever I try to...I hate to complicate things, but whenever I try to toast marshmallows, what happens is that the whole things sludges into a sticky mess that ends up mingled with the cinders...so I'd prefer something a little more controlable as my metaphor. Fruit ripening, maybe??Kathrynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09171138485811816831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12659679.post-1122985654547935412005-08-02T05:27:00.000-07:002005-08-02T05:27:00.000-07:00What a lovely and thought-provoking question, as i...What a lovely and thought-provoking question, as is its amplification by Gord.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08235049965406944684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12659679.post-1122952444654239192005-08-01T20:14:00.000-07:002005-08-01T20:14:00.000-07:00Good question!I like what Gord said as well -- I r...Good question!<BR/><BR/>I like what Gord said as well -- I really like the pregnancy metaphor.<BR/><BR/>You have given me something to contemplate tonight....Theresa Colemanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12134175277230355640noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12659679.post-1122939373721379272005-08-01T16:36:00.000-07:002005-08-01T16:36:00.000-07:00Great question. I'm with gord that the answer is t...Great question. I'm with gord that the answer is that hope is a bit like each.<BR/>Could you email me at revlapin@aol.com? Thanks!St. Casserolehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14046979001194772038noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12659679.post-1122932439217008742005-08-01T14:40:00.000-07:002005-08-01T14:40:00.000-07:00I suspect that it is a little of both at times. S...I suspect that it is a little of both at times. Sometimes I am sure I have to go and find/catch hope. Sometimes I have to wait for the hope to be finished cooking. Really I think that the best metaphor is pregnancy, where we wait for a birth but not knowing what exactly will be born -- at least when roasting marshmallows we have a good sense of what will happen.<BR/><BR/>Then again, much like the marshmallow, hope cannot be forced. If you try to rush the marshmallow you will turn it into charcoal, try to rush hope and what do you get? I am not sure.Gordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03767921257861340046noreply@blogger.com