Things will get a little better after Wednesday, but only a little. By the end of the month they will be much better, assuming I’ve, er..done the work I’m supposed to do. That will still leave me with three pamphlets to write, but it’s not quite the same. And something else is happening, which might be, should be, I hope will be very good, in a relatively short time, as these things go. Glad I cleared that up.
So. I will try to get a catch-all post up this evening, but I seriously am pouring all my thinking into other things, so there won’t be much more than linking. That said, looks like American Papist is going to be your go-to guy on the Brazil trip. I’ll add him to my little set of related links on the sidebar soon.
I’ve been procrastinating and er, "clearing my head" in between tasks by reading over the reaction to Beckwith’s reversion. (Easy way to do this? Click here and browse). It’s fascinating and a little disconcerting if you’re not already familiar with feelings about Catholics still evident over on the Reformed side of things. Two bloggers make interesting points:
A Papist in Dixieland highlights and answers critics of Beckworth in a cogent post.
And this guy – an evangelical of some sort – has a winning post, comparing the Beckwith situation to, er…the WWF. Well, there’s more – in which the blogger does some thinking and concludes:
My major problem in seeking to answer the questions that bothered me about Beckwith’s turn is that they all were true of Evangelicalism as well. If we look hard at Beckwith’s reasoning we will see a man who sincerely loves Jesus, and has found a Church that enables him to worship Jesus. Most bloggers need to realize that Francis could smoke them in a debate, so it might be best to put down the Mac for a while and pray about it.
I am not saying I am in love with how the Catholic church, or how it operates. Nor am I saying that I would ever encourage someone to go to a Catholic Church. I am simply saying that I grabbed by bag and gathered as many stones as I could, but when I looked into my heart, I couldn’t find a single good reason to even throw one stone.