I began picking through a book of theological poetry by St. Gregory of Nazianzus this morning and found this gem:
Seeing many writing in this present life
words without measure, smoothly rolling,
who pass most time in drudgeries
producing only a hollow logorrhea,
and how they write so brazenly
things clogged full of idiocies,
as sand fills the sea or fruit-flies Egypt:
I've found this to be
the single sweetest counsel, that,
pitching out all other word, one hold
on only to those inspired by God,
as a calm harbor for those who flee the storm.
In other news, we had a great college conference this past weekend. David Hanson spoke from the book of Job and the Spirit was working, ministering through David to many students there. See Barry's comments here.
1 comment:
Thanks for the sobering yet encouraging thoughts about abortion, Jared.
And perhaps Gregory's quote will inspire a new name for a blogsite: "Hollow Blogorrhea"?
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