JD, here is one more example of theological mumbo jumbo; conceit or egoism
is sin - It is part of the old flesh nature that we are to "reckon dead" when we
walk after the Spirit in Christ apparently Gary sees obedience to God's Word in
this as philosophical dualism and his demigod Dylan calls it a disease. In
our culture the popular thinking is that if it is a 'disease' then noone is
really responsible because it is just like diabetes - so go figure. And
you say the gang of four has the problem? jt
On Mon, 13 Jun 2005 17:11:17 -0600 [EMAIL PROTECTED] writes:
yep....a reason Christians are not 'perfect' emerges in Petrine thought (1., ch5) where it's exhorted 'humble yourselves' (plural--no exceptions)to Peter, 'conceit' is chronicchronic conceit occurs in Christ as Petrine thought supposes, germane to 'humble yourselves'humility--confronting chronic conceit 'under the mighty hand of God'--is elemental to 'suffering' (to Peter also in 1, ch.5)Petrine humility and suffering today occur in eschatological tension only with JC's life style--and, the poet, below, Bob Dylan, is conscious of JC among us, JC the absolute prerequisite (for) humilityalso, for Dylan, 'suffering' with Peter and his adherants, in Christ, is not Evil along the mental axis of Good, thus Dylan (correspondingly)defies philosophical dualism, which, in these lyrics, he sees as the bedrock of chronic conceityep, like Peter, he 'sees' that..On Sun, 12 Jun 2005 23:08:23 -0400 [EMAIL PROTECTED] writes:..humility is the blessing we receive from God's [constant] gracious intervention.==There's a whole lot of people suffering tonight
From the _disease of conceit_.
Whole lot of people struggling tonight
From the disease of conceit.
Comes right down the highway,
Straight down the line,
Rips into your senses
Through your body and your mind.
Nothing about it that's sweet,
The disease of conceit.There's a whole lot of hearts breaking tonight
From the disease of conceit,
Whole lot of hearts shaking tonight
From the disease of conceit.
Steps into your room,
Eats your soul,
Over your senses
You have no control.
Ain't nothing too discreet
About of disease of conceit.There's a whole lot of people dying tonight
From the disease of conceit,
Whole lot of people crying tonight
From the disease of conceit,
Comes right out of nowhere
And you're down for the count
From the outside world,
The pressure will mount,
Turn you into a piece of meat,
The disease of conceit.Conceit is a disease
That the doctors got no cure
They've done a lot of research on it
But what it is, they're still not sureThere's a whole lot of people in trouble tonight
From the disease of conceit,
Whole lot of people seeing double tonight
From the disease of conceit,
Give ya delusions of grandeur
And a evil eye
Give you idea that
You're too good to die,
Then they bury you from your head to your feet
From the disease of conceit.
Bob Dylan :: Copyright © 1989 Special Rider Music

