Posts Tagged ‘Creation’

THE TRANSFORMING POWER OF THE GOSPEL

       “The gospel not only furnishes transforming power to remold the human heart; it provides also a model after which the new life is to be fashioned, and that model is Christ Himself…. The beginnings of that transformation, which is to change the believing man’s nature from the image of sin to the image of God, are found in conversion when the man is made a partaker of the divine nature. By regeneration and sanctification, by faith and prayer, by suffering and discipline, by the Word and the Spirit, the work goes on till the dream of God has been realized in the Christian heart. Everything that God does in His ransomed children has as its long-range purpose the final restoration of the divine image in human nature. Everything looks forward to the consummation of creation.

 From The Root of the Righteous, by A. W. Tozer

Music, Creation, and the Love of God

“Where were you when I laid the foundation of the earth?
Tell me, if you have understanding. Who determined its measurements-surely you know!
Or who stretched the line upon it? On what were its bases sunk,
or who laid its cornerstone, when the morning stars sang together
and all the sons of God shouted for joy?” Job 38:4-7
According to the Book of Job, God’s work of creation was done to musical accompaniment…. John Dryden carried the idea a bit further than this, but not, perhaps, too far to be true:

From harmony, from heavenly harmony, this universal frame began;

When nature underneath a heap of jarring atoms lay, and could not heave her head,

The tuneful voice was heard from high, “Arise, ye more than dead!”

Then cold, and hot, and moist, and dry, in order to their stations leap, and Music’s power obey.

From harmony, from heavenly harmony, this universal frame began:

From harmony to harmony through all the compass of the notes it ran,

The diapason closing full in Man.

From

“A Song for St. Cecilia’s Day”

Music is both an expression and a source of pleasure, and the pleasure that is purest and nearest to God is the pleasure of love. Hell is a place of no pleasure because there is no love there. Heaven is full of music because it is the place where the pleasures of holy love abound…

From The Knowledge of the Holy by A. W. Tozer

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Thanks to Defending. Contending

Two: A Metaphysical Poem

Compliments and thanks to The Constructive Curmudgeon

Two fundamental and consequential metaphysical options, two cosmic narratives:

1. In the beginning (for no reason)
were the Particles,
which banged into existence without a banger,
which popped without a cause,
which exist without forethought of the ends they were to mindlessly and pointlessly achieve.

My parent was a particle.
My lord is chance/necessity, a match made by happenstance, forged by fortuity.
My life is void of meaning;
I smelt it out of nothing and hope to win the day (before all dies)…

I use big words for a small world.

A narration sans Narrator, I (i) find.

2. In the beginning was the Word (the primordial, primeval Reason)
Who brought the space-time world into existence by design,
which exists due to a Cause that had forethought to the ends it would achieve mindfully, purposely, assuredly.

My Father is God Almighty.
My Lord is Telos and significance.
I find meaning by searching for clues, cues, signs.
Life is a text with an Author, a Narrator–interpretation is hard, but real.

I hear the Narrator, even when silence reigns.
The Word speaks, though so many cover their ears.
In my beginning–the beginning–is my End.

Music, Creation, and the Love of God

“Where were you when I laid the foundation of the earth? Tell me, if you have understanding. Who determined its measurements—surely you know! Or who stretched the line upon it? On what were its bases sunk, or who laid its cornerstone, when the morning stars sang and all the sons of God shouted for joy?” Job 38:4-7

     According to the Book of Job, God’s work of creation was done to musical accompaniment…. John Dryden carried the idea a bit further than this, but not, perhaps, too far to be true:

From harmony, from heavenly harmony, this universal frame began;

When nature underneath a heap of jarring atoms lay, and could not heave her head,

The tuneful voice was heard from high, “Arise, ye more than dead!”

Then cold, and hot, and moist, and dry, in order to their stations leap, and Music’s power obey.

From harmony, from heavenly harmony, this universal frame began:

From harmony to harmony through all the compass of the notes it ran,

                                                        The diapason closing full in Man.

                                                       From “A Song for St. Cecilia’s Day”

      Music is both an expression and a source of pleasure, and the pleasure that is purest and nearest to God is the pleasure of love. Hell is a place of no pleasure because there is no love there. Heaven is full of music because it is the place where the pleasures of holy love abound…

 

From The Knowledge of the Holy  by A. W. Tozer