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A Good Friday Reflection
"Father, I desire that they also, whom you have given me, may be with me where I am, to see my glory that you have given me because you loved me before the foundation of the world."
The cross has opened the gate into a world which Jesus Himself desires
to share with us. He fully knows the glory that awaits those who follow
Him. Jesus has tasted the delights of this "heaven" for all of
eternity. We ourselves encounter it briefly and find ourselves trying to
cling to elements of it that are yet beautifully reflected in this
realm. We reminisce of moments when we have caught a glimpse of it but
find that we can not hold it or even recapture it. We create idols that
we vainly hope will continually convey to us the pleasures of which our
souls have once tasted and for which we now long. Yet, these are fading
shadows indicating the reality of that ultimate pleasure that He has
always known in communion with His heavenly Father. The death of Jesus
on the cross ought to indicate something to us of the infinite beauty
and worth of what is to be enjoyed if we should follow Christ. The cross
was the sacrifice that He was willing to pay in order to share His joy
completely and fully with as many as would come. When you think of how
terrible the cross must have looked to the Son of God, imagine how
glorious heaven must be that He was willing to pay the price.
summer of 2008, I attended a lecture on artificial intelligence and Christian
faith at Cambridge
University. At the C.S.
Lewis Conference's annual Summer Institutes, Nigel Cameron of Washington's Center
for Policy on Emerging Technology gave us a cursory glimpse of some of the
fast-developing advancements in the field of A.I. His primary purpose was to introduce and to
explain a few of the real and challenging ethical dilemmas that these
technologies were posing for researchers, academic institutions, and political
bodies. For those of us who were on the outside looking in, it was almost a bit
surreal. First, the technologies that were already being developed sounded like
they were coming out of a sci-fi novel. It was hard to believe that we would
see some of these things in our lifetime. However, we were told and we are now
seeing that technology is advancing far faster than most of our imaginations. Second,
and probably for the reason that the advancements seemed so…
I watched the birth of my granddaughter "Skippy"
on the screen of a smartphone yesterday. Actually, I read the birth of my
granddaughter on the screen of a smartphone yesterday. While Kathy, my eldest daughter, and her
husband Steve were enduring the marathon of the miracle, my wife MariAnne and I
and Kathy's dear friend Sarah were anxiously staggering the floor of the
waiting room. It was a long and far more torturous event than I had imagined. I
am thankful that compared to the old days when you waited restlessly for
someone to come through the door announcing "It's a boy!" or
"It's a girl!", Steve was doing us a great kindness by sending us
updates by text every half hour. I would then relay what I knew to my daughter,
Lauren, in Honduras.
twenty-seven hours of the usual childbirth progression or, at times, the lack
thereof, the texts took a rather serious and urgent twist. The baby's heart
rate was dropping. There w…