Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Angst? Accidie?

          It seems illogical to try to escape the ground of one's being by taking substances.
          John Bunyan's "Pilgrim's Progress" was written to prepare young people for the realities of life. It was to be a journey and the end would be home, the "Holy City" as he visualised it. But what was the point of the journey?
          I suppose a modern analogy would be the gym or one's jogging route, agony at times, sometimes exhilerating, but bringing much self-realisation and general hell.
          The aspiration of the athlete would be excellence, and that of the ordinary person fitness, a slim line, and the avoidance of being called a couch potato.
          To change the analogy one farms oneself. The ground of one's being has to be investigated, ploughed, fertilised, and sown with "good seed".       
          It's a great life if one embraces the whole and doesn't try to escape, or refuse to get up and get out there to do the work We all want to be able to give a good accounts of ourselves when we get home!

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