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Marcus J.Borg  

Easter About Life, not Death

As I understand Easter, to the extent that Easter can be understood, it is not about something happening to the corpse of Jesus, but about the continuing experience of Jesus among his followers after his death.

And it is not just about experiencing him as one might experience a ghost, but experiencing him as "Lord," as a divine reality who is one with God and who invites our allegiance and loyalty.

All of this is included in the early Christian post-Easter affirmation, "Jesus is Lord." The lords of this world - a collusion of religious authorities with Roman imperial authority - said "No" to Jesus and executed him. Easter is the reversal of Good Friday: it means that God has vindicated Jesus, said "Yes" to Jesus and his vision over against the rulers of his world. God has made him "both Lord and Christ," as Acts 2.36 puts it. "Jesus is Lord" is the most common post-Easter affirmation of his significance. He is Lord - and the would-be lords of this world are not.

Were the skeletal remains of Jesus to be indisputably identified, it would not matter to me. To think that the central meaning of Easter depends upon something spectacular happening to Jesus' corpse misses the point of the Easter message and risks trivializing the story. To link Easter primarily to our hope for an afterlife, as if our post-death existence depends upon God having transformed the corpse of Jesus, is to reduce the story to a politically-domesticated yearning for our survival beyond death.

Rather, what mattered for his early followers was that they continued to know him as a living figure of the present after his death - not just during the forty days of appearances that the author of Acts mentions (Acts 1.3), but in the years and decades (and centuries) ever since. And to affirm, as Christians do, that the living presence of Jesus is Lord is to commit oneself to the story of Jesus as the central revelation of God's dream for the world. It means to stand against the powers that killed him and to stand for the vision of God's kingdom that he proclaimed.

Easter is both personal and political. The lordship of Jesus is the path of personal liberation from the lords of culture, and the affirmation of a very different kind of world. To lose this emphasis in a debate about what happened to the corpse of Jesus is to be distracted by the lords who killed him.

Guðfræðingurinn Marcus J.Borg

Er að lesa bók dr.Borg: Meeting Jesus again for the first time. Er ansi hrifin af guðfræði hans þar sem hann er að reyna skilja hismið frá kjarnanum. Hér í Ameríku sér maður hvernig trúarbrögðin geta þróast úti ýmislegt miður fallegt og því er gott að lesa menn einsog Borg, enda hættan alltaf sú að við sköpum Guð í okkar mynd. Hann er af sænsk-norskum ættum og úr lútersku kirkjunni.

Borg er með blog hér og þetta er þaðan:  

Blind Acceptance is Idolatry

Without questioning, faith is idolatrous. Just as patriotism without questioning risks becoming idolatrous nationalism, so faith without questioning risks becoming idolatrous religion.

To explain: when faith is defined as unquestioning acceptance of "tenets or traditions," whether drawn from the Bible or doctrine or both, then the object of faith is no longer God, but the tenets and traditions themselves. Something other than God has been given an absolute status - which is what makes it idolatrous.

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meira um draslsöfnunaráráttu

My mother´s garden. 8 mín.langt. My Mother’s Garden explores one woman’s extreme attachment to material objects and her emotional struggle to let go of them. The film ... all » documents a family’s journey as Cynthia Lester and her three brothers come together to help thier mother, Eugenia Lester, with her acute case of Compulsive Hoarding Disorder, a disorder that affects over one million people in this country alone.

 

Jung

um skuggann. Höfum talað svoldið um skuggann hér í prógramminu. En öll höfum við skugga eða skuggahlið sem við annaðhvort viðurkennum eða ekki. Á þessari síðu eru tilvitnanir í skrif hans um skuggann.

The masculinity of the woman and the femininity of the man are inferior, and it is regrettable that the full value of their personalities should be contaminated by something that is less valuable. On the other hand, the shadow belongs to the wholeness of the personality: the strong man must somewhere be weak, somewhere the clever man must be stupid, otherwise he is too good to be true and falls back on pose and bluff. Is it not an old truth that woman loves the weaknesses of the strong man more than his strength, and the stupidity of the clever man more than his cleverness ?

Die Anima als Schicksalsproblem des Mannes (1963) Foreward by C.G. Jung. In CW 18 261

 

Góður matur

Fór í St.Patricks partý í gær. Gestir komu allir með mat og meðal þess sem ég smakkaði voru Jalapenos med rjómaosti og beikoni. Alveg rosalega gott. Gef ykkur hér með uppskriftina.

Einnig er gott að vefja beikoni um döðlur og grilla, algert sælgæti.  

 

Jalapeno Bacon Wrap Ingredients

6 Jalapeno peppers sliced in half and seeds removed	1 package Bacon
4 ounce Cream cheese	12 Toothpicks

Instructions for Jalapeno Bacon Wrap

1. Preheat outdoor grill

2. Slice Jalapeno in half lenghtwise, remove seeds, stem, and wash.

3. Spread Cream cheese to fill Jalepeno halves.

4. Wrap one strip of Bacon around Jalapeno and secure with toothpick.

5. Place on the grill until bacon is crispy and cooked.

 

Draslarar

eða ruslasafnarar, fólk sem getur ekki hent neinu og fyllir heimili sín af drasli. Heimildarmynd, er um 20 mín.. Seinni helmingur myndarinnar er nú verstur finnst mér.

 

POSSESSED from Martin Hampton on Vimeo.

vont að vera svona...einsog fangi hlutanna.

Helgarmaturinn III

...

Góða helgi

...

ad vera i innsta hring

eda ekki. Hversu langt erum vid tilbuin ad ganga til ad falla i hopinn a vinnustad eda annarstadar? Gudfraedingurinn C.S.Lewis:

His starting point is taken from Tolstoy's War and Peace in which Boris, a soldier in the Russian Army, discovers that there are really two kinds of rules: the ones laid down by army regulations-the written system-and also an unwritten system of rules dictated by an inner circle or ring

Lewis takes this example as a paradigm of the Christian life. All of us, he suggests, want to be part of the Inner Ring-that group of people in any organization or institution who really organise things, get things done: the people who have power to make things happen. While the existence of such rings is not evil in itself, Lewis maintains that membership of a ring may require us to do something which otherwise we might regard as wrong. The following describes a membership invitation:

Over a drink or a cup of coffee disguised as triviality and sandwiched between two jokes, from the lips of a man, or woman, whom you have recently been getting to know rather better and whom you hope to know better still-just at that moment when you are most anxious not to appear crude, or naif or a prig-the hint will come. It will be the hint of something which is not quite in accordance with the technical rules of fair play: something which the public, the ignorant, romantic public, would never understand: something which even the outsiders in your own profession are apt to make a fuss about: but something, says your new friend, which "we"-and at the word "we" you try not to blush for mere pleasure-something "we always do". And you will be drawn in, if you are drawn in, not by desire for gain or ease, but simply because at that moment, when the cup was so near your lips, you cannot bear to be thrust back again into the cold outer world.

It would be so terrible to see the other man's face-that genial, confidential, delightfully sophisticated face-turn suddenly cold and contemptuous, to know that you had been tried for the Inner Ring and rejected. And then, if you are drawn in, next week it will be something a little further from the rules, and next year something further still, but all in the jolliest, friendliest spirit. It may end in a crash, a scandal, and penal servitude: it may end in millions, a peerage and giving the prizes at your old school. But you will be a scoundrel.

Lewis concludes: `The quest of the Inner Ring will break you heart unless you break it'. Again: `Until you conquer the fear of being an outsider, an outsider you will remain.'

- Meira her: Anglican theological review

ef þetta væri kona sem ætti í hlut

sjá The Daily Show:

 

Eliot Spitzer sagði af sér

Ostel

skemmtilegt gistiheimili i Berlín í gamla kommúnistastílnum. Nóttin er á um 1.000 kr.

Ostel, a new budget hotel with Communist-style, retro decor and furnishings, has recently opened in a former East German housing block in the Berlin Mitte district. Each guest room is bright and unique with names like Stasi Suite and Pioneer Camp, outfitted with hand-selected Communist-era pieces and tastefully appropriate fabrics, wallpapers, bedding, and accessories. 

Myndir frá helginni

Wilmington, NC

 

Kveður hæst í tómri tunnu

hér er Little Britain útgafan á þessum uppákomum...

Ríkisstjóri grunaður um kaup á vændi

sendu þeim gömlu naríurnar

Bjorn Borg tenniskappi og undirfataframleiðandi er med herferð i gangi, þar sem folk getur sent inn gomlu slitnu næabuxurnar sinar og þær eru svo sendar til einraedisherra eda spilltra stjornmalamanna ad eigin vali. Hingad til er Bush med flestar nærbuxur a leidinni til sin.

Sja meira her.

Olíutunnan í 107 dollara

Deepest thoughts

bók eftir Jack Handey

It's interesting to think that my ancestors used to live in the trees, like apes, until finally they got the nerve to head out onto the plains, where some were probably hit by cars.

 

 

The other day I got out my can opener and was opening a can of worms when I thought, "What am I doing?" 

What women want

 ef natturan hefur ekki gefid ther goda sprettu tha er thad: The self adhesive chest wig sem bjargar malunum. 

 

Uppsafnad PMS

bara a tur einu sinni a ari. Saturday night Live

Michael McDonald

gleymir alltaf ad thau eru haett saman...hun er engill nuna...en allt er gott sem endar vel, hann hittir classy gellu i lokin. I keep forgetting:

America

 land of the free...Hefur nokkud breyst?

Her er eg spurd ad thvi hvadan eg se, eg segi thad og baeti kannski vid ad eg se her timabundid og aetli svo heim aftur. Tha verda allir voda hissa a thvi, ad nokkur utlendingur vilji fara fra Ameriku og heim aftur...ohugsandi thar sem thetta se nu fyrirheitnaland alls heimsins, ad theirra eigin mati...

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