This began life as a column, but I got too distracted by events (elections...) to finish in a timely manner, so I just patched the end together and have posted it here.
“Oh, we always give our testimony. We always manage to give that somehow, even if it is discredited by the witness....We are the miserable race of poets, of writers, of men who think they have something to say….Far away upon the terraces of Antiquity, the voice of our father Ovid cries aloud for all the poets, his children: Video meliora proboque; deteriora sequor—‘The better things I see and I approve them; but it is the baser that I follow.’”
G.K. Chesterton was a master of many a memorable phrases, and the above passage, from his delightful play, The Surprise, is particularly poignant for we of that “miserable race.” For Christians who preach, instruct, and opine for a living, the gap between the moral standard we proclaim and our behavior ought to be a constant spur to humility. In an inversion of the centurion’s encounter with Christ, it is we, the unworthy, who must speak the Word.
JC has a good post on sex, marriage, and children (and why they should go together).
"The high-minded man must care more for the truth than for what people think." --Aristotle
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