jottings from tertius

views of the world from my worldview window

"If there was no God, there would be no atheists." G.K. Chesterton


SITES OF NOTE

Tektonics Apologetics Ministry
blogs4God
The Adarwinist reader
Bede's Library: the Alliance of Faith and Reason
A Christian Thinktank
Doxa:Christian theology and apologetics
He Lives
Mike Gene Teleologic
Errant Skeptics Research Institute
Stephen Jones' CreationEvolutionDesign
Touchstone: a journal of mere Christianity: mere comments
The Secularist Critique: Deconstructing secularism
Ex-atheist.com: I Wasn't Born Again Yesterday
imago veritatis by Alan Myatt
Solid Rock Ministries
The Internet Monk: a webjournal by Michael Spencer
The Sydney Line: the website of Keith Windschuttle
Miranda Devine's writings in the Sydney Morning Herald
David Horowitz frontpage magazine
Thoughts of a 21st century Christian Philosopher
one-eighty
Steven Lovell's philosophical themes from C.S.Lewis
Peter S. Williams Christian philosophy and apologetics
Shandon L. Guthrie
Clayton Cramer's Blog
Andrew Bolt columns
Ann Coulter columns




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"These are the days when the Christian is expected to praise every creed except his own." G.K.Chesterton


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"As you perhaps know, I haven't always been a Christian. I didn't go to religion to make me happy. I always knew a bottle of Port would do that."C. S. Lewis

"I blog, therefore I am." Anon


Monday, February 24, 2003


 
Confession

I am on a learning curve in life; I do not have it all worked out, nor do I have all the answers. Nor do I ever expect to in this life. For I’m peering though a dim and dusty mirror; I see glimpses of glory amidst the mist and murk and I think I catch sight of a heavenly city from time to time but mostly I see men like trees walking around. I long to soar on wings of eagles but mostly I slither on my belly like a snake. But I have found, or perhaps, rather, have been found, by the only one who has the words of eternal life; having met him on my way to Damascus where else can I go? I cannot be true to what I have found and go back into my old skin nor would I enter the cold, hard steel box of naturalism and atheism, a box locked firmly and defiantly from the inside. I have more than enough serious questions, doubts and fears of my own to deal with, without having to listen to the adolescent mockery of self-appointed Internet Infidels. I am not always sure of “the truth” but I hold the hand of one who says “I am”.




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