Showing posts with label st. luke. Show all posts
Showing posts with label st. luke. Show all posts

Sunday, February 6, 2011

If Christian teaching condemned all warfare, then the soldiers in the gospel who were seeking guidance about their security would have been told to throw away their weapons and withdraw entirely from the army. But what was said to them was: 'Do not intimidate anyone; do not bring false charges against anyone; be satisfied with your wages' [Lk 3:14]. He instructed them to be satisfied with their due wages, but he didn't prohibit military service in general.

augustine, letter to marcellinus, p.39

Thursday, February 3, 2011

But this period of turning upside down [in other words, all modern Biblical scholarship] is at an end. It has no interest to me. For readers who cannot study the question I may mention some facts which put in jeopardy the whole era from Reimarus to Wrede in its quest for an historical Jesus 'behind' our source material. They form a road-clock now against the reductionists. We shall never know an 'historical' Jesus 'behind' so-called 'material.'
1. John writes as an eye-witness who knows the minutest details when he cares to mention them. The apostle is the author of the Gospel. Therefore it carries authority.
2. All four Gospels are apostolic. Matthew was the converted publican, and he wrote under James' (John's brother's) eyes in Jerusalem before AD 42. Mark obeyed Peter. Luke lived with Paul. John dictated to a Greek secretary.
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rosenstock-heussy, fruit of lips, p.11

or, as i prefer to put the same idea, 'frankly, modern scholarship, i don't give a d***.'

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Instead of a mere harmony of the Gospels, I have asked: Are they movements of a symphony? Of course they are. And he who climbs this stair of the wondrous four events, called the Gospels according to Matthew, Mark, Luke and John, understands again the wondrous 'Anno Domini' by which we count the stepping stones of the incarnation of the Christian era.

eugen rosenstock-huessy, fruit of lips, preface.xxi

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Now when Jesus returned, the crowd welcomed him, for they were all waiting for him. And there came a man named Jairus, who was a ruler of the synagogue. And falling at Jesus’ feet, he implored him to come to his house, for he had an only daughter, about twelve years of age, and she was dying.
As Jesus went, the people pressed around him. And there was a woman who had had a discharge of blood for twelve years, and though she had spent all her living on physicians, she could not be healed by anyone. She came up behind him and touched the fringe of his garment, and immediately her discharge of blood ceased. And Jesus said, "Who was it that touched me?" When all denied it, Peter said, "Master, the crowds surround you and are pressing in on you!" But Jesus said,"Someone touched me, for I perceive that power has gone out from me." And when the woman saw that she was not hidden, she came trembling, and falling down before him declared in the presence of all the people why she had touched him, and how she had been immediately healed. And he said to her,"Daughter, your faith has made you well; go in peace."

While he was still speaking, someone from the ruler’s house came and said, "Your daughter is dead; do not trouble the Teacher any more." But Jesus on hearing this answered him, "Do not fear; only believe, and she will be well." And when he came to the house, he allowed no one to enter with him, except Peter and John and James, and the father and mother of the child. And all were weeping and mourning for her, but he said, "Do not weep, for she is not dead but sleeping."And they laughed at him, knowing that she was dead. But taking her by the hand he called, saying,"Child, arise." And her spirit returned, and she got up at once. And he directed that something should be given her to eat. And her parents were amazed, but he charged them to tell no one what had happened.

Gospel of Luke 8:40-55

jairus represents the rabbis, perhaps even the pharisees, who know Yahweh's promise but lack faith. his daughter is Israel, dead in her sin while he, faithless, is unable to help her. the woman with a discharge is the Gentiles, unclean and cut off, left helpless despite all the wealth she has wasted searching for life in her gods. yet she has faith, this woman covered in red (her blood) like rahab and the proverbs woman, and this faith makes her well. she too is a daughter, just as jairus' child is.