(I've not had a great deal to say for a while, but I was mulling on this (as is my wont), and thought I'd wake the blog up...)
This is an error the Syllabus condemns:
"Good hope at least is to be entertained of the eternal salvation of all those who are not at all in the true Church of Christ."
Now, phrasing is important. Look at what is condemned and what is not condemned in that statement:
Condemned: "Good hope at least is to be entertained of the eternal salvation of all those who are not at all in the true Church of Christ."
Not condemned: "Faint hope may be entertained of the eternal salvation of some who are not explicitly in the true Church of Christ."
So it seems that the Syllabus of Errors does not rule out our holding
out some hope for some of those apparently outside the Church. It just says we
can't hold out good hope for all of them.
Perhaps we may hold out good hope for some of them, or some hope for all of them; just not good hope for all of them.
Surely, if we may not hold out any hope at all for any of them,
the Error would say so. The words "good", "at least", "all", and "at all" would be redundant. The
condemned proposition would be: "Hope is to be entertained of the eternal salvation of those who are not in the true Church of Christ."
But it isn't. And surely there is a reason it isn't.
Wednesday, 12 December 2018
Monday, 21 May 2018
The Whole of the Moon
Apropos nothing topical:
You know that song, "The Whole of the Moon" by the Waterboys? Well, I had always thought it was saying something that G K Chesterton might have said (although I had read that it might have been inspired by C S Lewis).
Well, I've found the passage from GKC that I'd been looking for:
And, the Waterboys:
You know that song, "The Whole of the Moon" by the Waterboys? Well, I had always thought it was saying something that G K Chesterton might have said (although I had read that it might have been inspired by C S Lewis).
Well, I've found the passage from GKC that I'd been looking for:
'The globe-trotter lives in a smaller world than the peasant. He is always breathing, an air of locality. London is a place, to be compared to Chicago; Chicago is a place, to be compared to Timbuctoo. But Timbuctoo is not a place, since there, at least, live men who regard it as the universe, and breathe, not an air of locality, but the winds of the world. The man in the saloon steamer has seen all the races of men, and he is thinking of the things that divide men—diet, dress, decorum, rings in the nose as in Africa, or in the ears as in Europe, blue paint among the ancients, or red paint among the modern Britons. The man in the cabbage field has seen nothing at all; but he is thinking of the things that unite men—hunger and babies, and the beauty of women, and the promise or menace of the sky. Mr. Kipling, with all his merits, is the globe-trotter; he has not the patience to become part of anything. So great and genuine a man is not to be accused of a merely cynical cosmopolitanism; still, his cosmopolitanism is his weakness. That weakness is splendidly expressed in one of his finest poems, "The Sestina of the Tramp Royal," in which a man declares that he can endure anything in the way of hunger or horror, but not permanent presence in one place. In this there is certainly danger. The more dead and dry and dusty a thing is the more it travels about; dust is like this and the thistle-down and the High Commissioner in South Africa. Fertile things are somewhat heavier, like the heavy fruit trees on the pregnant mud of the Nile. In the heated idleness of youth we were all rather inclined to quarrel with the implication of that proverb which says that a rolling stone gathers no moss. We were inclined to ask, "Who wants to gather moss, except silly old ladies?" But for all that we begin to perceive that the proverb is right. The rolling stone rolls echoing from rock to rock; but the rolling stone is dead. The moss is silent because the moss is alive.
Heretics, "On Mr Rudyard Kipling and Making the World Small"The truth is that exploration and enlargement make the world smaller. The telegraph and the steamboat make the world smaller. The telescope makes the world smaller; it is only the microscope that makes it larger....'
And, the Waterboys:
I wandered out in the world for yearsVideo
while you just stayed in your room.
I saw the crescent.
You saw the whole of the moon.
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