Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Daily. Hourly. With each breath.
Nothin' like a dose of Baptist-Pentecostal-tineged orthodoxy to turn off the comment faucet! :-)
On the other hand, no one has said anything provocative or outlandish, either, sparking a digressive discursive diatribe (I do so love alliteration). Give it time, though. . .
there's been a mercy killing.
The man I used to be has been crucified.
And the death of this man
was the final way of revealing,
In the spiritual way to live, I had to die.
Now if I let that dead man linger in me,
I might get a little idle in my way.
So I'm going down to the celebration river,
And take this dead man down
to a water grave
I'm goin' down to the river, my Lord.
I'm gonna be buried alive.
I want to show my Heavenly Father,
the man I use to be has finally died."
ER, I just don't know what to say.
Muddled might be one word.
Piss poor theology another thought.
Nostaligic Southern Pap.
Teenage girl angst and passion.
Mindless feel good without challenge jingle.
There, now you have something to respond to.
So am I. So? :-)
It's teenage boy herd mentality that's ruined our country. Playing with irrational drives that can eat up ethics.
It seems to me that DrLoboJo has been calling for a lot more "relationship centered" ethic that is the sine qua non of girlhood.
Is Dr L correct? Is it pap? Well, most (99.9%, according to some studies) of CCM was/is of a pap-ish nature and this may well be.
Still, Russ Taff has a powerful voice and I really like river imagery, so I still like it. So, nyaa. A little sentimental pablum is not always a bad thing. As long as it's not a basis for a way of thinking.