From the chair:
“Do not be deceived: God is not mocked, for whatever one sows, that will he also reap. For the one who sows to his own flesh will from the flesh reap corruption, but the one who sows to the Spirit will from the Spirit reap eternal life. And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up.”
We have sown corruption, and we’re living on the fruits of our labor. Every once in a while, we realize that we’re trapped in systemic sin that we’ve participated in and now can’t quite free ourselves from. The things we buy and eat are made by practices we wish weren’t the case. Our money is invested in companies we can’t endorse. We live in a world where security is purchased by killing and killing ability. We’re each links in chains of sin that repeat themselves from generation to generation. We’ve sown corruption, and we’re reaping it.
Yet, we aren’t quite stuck. It’s not that we can sow the good in us–we’re actually quite hopeless on our own–but we can sow the seed we threw away, because Jesus has offered us the Spirit we rejected, his own Spirit, to start anew. God’s answer to structures of sin is a structure of righteousness: His Church, people filled and empowered and organized and animated by His Spirit. Though the system is too big for you or me or even you and me to change, it is not too big for God. Just when being part of this world would lead us to despair, being made a part of Christ’s body leads us to hope.
Let us not grow weary of doing good, for–this is the unspeakable gift–we will reap was God has sown, Jesus Christ, the Lord.
From the desk:
“the grandeur of reason is proportioned to its humility; proportioned, I would say, to the efforts which it multiplies to forget itself when the truth addresses it.”
-Rene Delsarte, “The Attributes of Reason” in The Delsarte System (1884 ed.), p.18
“The chair” is the one Annie aptly chose for the corner of our living room, and it’s where I am committed to daily hearing from God’s Word–the Word I above all else hope to speak to others. “The desk” is the one by my coffee grounds and spare charger (if I get to the library early enough); it’s where I have the privilege of reading and thinking all day, where I intend to learn for others’ sake.