St Bonaventure

St Bonaventure (from the short description on universalis) ‘wrote extensively on philosophy and theology, making a permanent mark on intellectual history; but he always insisted that the simple and uneducated could have a clearer knowledge of God than the wise’. Amen to that: the only thing that keeps me doing theology is the belief that it is more important for a theologian to be faithful than to be clever. I pray that I will be faithful, by God’s grace.

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How shall I make a return to the LORD
for all the good he has done for me?
The cup of salvation I will take up,
and I will call upon the name of the LORD.


Precious in the eyes of the LORD
is the death of his faithful ones.
I am your servant, the son of your handmaid;
you have loosed my bonds.



To you will I offer sacrifice of thanksgiving,
and I will call upon the name of the LORD.
My vows to the LORD I will pay
in the presence of all his people.



                                        Psalm 115 (LXX)

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Today a friend posted a video to facebook, a song by Casting Crowns (not in my repertoire) called ‘Praise you in the storm’. I clicked the link, as the verse from ‘On Christ the solid rock I stand’ started in my head: ‘When darkness veils his lovely face/ I rest on his unchanging grace; / beneath the high and stormy gale/ my anchor holds within the veil’. 


It’s been storming for a while now, eighteen months at least, and I (like the writer of ‘Praise you in the storm’), think it could well be time for the storm to end. The clouds do have their silver linings, to be sure, but I am more than ready for a season of fair skies.  I am not asking for happily ever after, of course, just a season of smooth sailing in the sunshine, or an easy walk through a meadow. 


That’s my plan, but it doesn’t seem to be God’s plan. And so I understand why thanksgiving is a sacrifice: to give thanks for what I don’t want, trusting that I have what I need, and that however hard the road, and however I may stumble along it, I am never beyond the reach of the one who has loosed my bonds. 


     On Christ the solid rock I stand;
     all other ground is sinking sand.
     All other ground is sinking sand. 

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  1. Thanks for sharing… I didn't know about your 18 month journey of storms and such; I've only been in my storms for about 5 weeks so in a way I feel blessed yet my storms may be longer due to a potential unknown health problem. Please know that I will hold you in prayer for those sails in the sunshine, easy walks in the meadow, and an overabundance of God's grace to get you through those stormy times. Take care and I look forward to reading and hearing more from your blogs… Dan

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