In 1867, Matthew Arnold wrote "Dover Beach", a haunting poem evoking the "melancholy, long, withdrawing roar" of the Sea of Faith. As a boomer who finished Catholic elementary school in 1964 and then watched my Church falter, I've found the roar all too audible. So here I wait, listening for the whispers of that Sea's invincible return.
Sunday, March 19, 2006
Deception
One thing I've learned about falsehood: it seldom is a complete falsehood. Almost always, it has a good deal of truth mixed in with it, especially in the early going. But that's just the bait; the Deceiver tolerates it, in order to get us to believe that the hook isn't really a hook, the fishline isn't really a fishline -- and the frying pan isn't really a frying pan.
