tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172600040007166978.post5128935567998997272..comments2023-09-06T10:36:17.025-04:00Comments on Wilderness Fandango: Faith and the Fear of DeathUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172600040007166978.post-47080138980762366752010-10-22T15:23:53.129-04:002010-10-22T15:23:53.129-04:00Interesting stuff. Thanks for stopping by. One m...Interesting stuff. Thanks for stopping by. One might suggest that if everyone is boarding a ship for nowhere, who cares about the pretty things on the shore! This is an example of how Greek philosopher's never really lift our spirits when we're feeling morose. I mean, all this talk about ships for nowhere! I'll trade Epictetus' ship for Woody Guthrie's train any day!Bob Spencerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06400471363764020869noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8172600040007166978.post-88901245687215303672010-10-22T15:06:21.598-04:002010-10-22T15:06:21.598-04:00"My ultimate point here is that we should spe..."My ultimate point here is that we should spend some time on this, we Christians. Should the fear of death so control us that it even shapes our understanding of faith?"<br /><br />Hello. Death, yes - that's a difficult subject, isn't it? Even non-Christians should spend some time thinking about life and love and death. I'm guilty of thinking about it too much. The sight of withered grass often affects my mood for the whole day. I'm reminded of Epictetus who says that life is like a shoreline filled with beautiful stones and shells, flowers and trees, but when we are asked to leave the coast and board the ship bound for Nowhere, we should put back the stones and shell, the flowers and limbs we have collected — and do this as cheerfully as possible. Therein lies the greatest act of freedom, on E's conception.interpolationshttp://interpolations.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.com