tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26883902.post4166773584484529081..comments2024-03-25T11:09:41.538-04:00Comments on a minor friar blog: A Child's Questions, Lovecraft, and GodBrother Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07780326836452864455noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26883902.post-11554745773930438942011-02-21T13:43:00.676-05:002011-02-21T13:43:00.676-05:00It's so funny, but I had the same reaction to ...It's so funny, but I had the same reaction to Lovecraft. I read his works avidly as a high school teen and haven't looked at them again until this year. I tried to read them and couldn't get into them. Interesting, isn't it? It's as if the maturing perspective somehow puts us off to certain things.Jeannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18217797935437208044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26883902.post-68805935177645405182011-02-19T17:08:18.890-05:002011-02-19T17:08:18.890-05:00Such questions have always been a part of my life ...Such questions have always been a part of my life as well. I used to assume that everyone pondered these issues but later in life started to wonder if the assumption was warranted. <br /><br />It would be interesting to conduct a survey to discover just how universal such inquiry really is ... and if it varies from group to group. I wonder if it is not correlated with one's involvement, later in life, with religion? Is there a tendency among some, and not among others, to be tuned in to the Holy Spirit?Greghttp://tamingthewolf.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26883902.post-14476508800188580102011-02-19T14:14:52.118-05:002011-02-19T14:14:52.118-05:00I too was a horror story enthusiast, though most h...I too was a horror story enthusiast, though most horror movies turned me off, because they were nothing but shock and gore. As you said, certain stories open you up to the idea that there is more to reality than what we see in front of our eyes. <br /><br />The big scary monster is that which we don't want to confront but is still present nonetheless. My most interesting dreams were those where I managed to stop running or hiding from the monster and instead engaged in some kind of dialogue with whatever it is was that was creeping me out. Like most dreams, the dialogue was mostly nonsensical, but I had the impression of opening up to a new set of possibilities, rather than trying to avoid them.Scottiushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02136480851910007108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26883902.post-20310901965798158412011-02-19T13:16:44.717-05:002011-02-19T13:16:44.717-05:00Kindle freebies: www.ereaderiq.com/free
Continuou...Kindle freebies: www.ereaderiq.com/free<br />Continuously updated!<br /><br />I know what you mean about the "bargain bin." My kindle is the same way, and I am a big fan of those bargain bins. I've found some of the best books in there!Barb Szyszkiewiczhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00329184613713551475noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26883902.post-91055714862808903022011-02-18T13:27:07.799-05:002011-02-18T13:27:07.799-05:00i wasn't a fan of Lovecraft (or even of readin...i wasn't a fan of Lovecraft (or even of reading much) i'm more of a visual person. although i have read about a few favorite saints, the chronicles of narnia and i always read and pray with Sacred Scripture. i agree, Fr. C, that we don't find God, but that He finds us. PAX! ~tara t~for narniahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18338090370392971487noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26883902.post-51041662541417398622011-02-18T11:01:16.160-05:002011-02-18T11:01:16.160-05:00I was also a Lovecraft fan as a kid! I know just w...I was also a Lovecraft fan as a kid! I know just what you mean about the bigger picture. Reading his stories I felt so puny.Saranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26883902.post-59840146289535474642011-02-18T10:53:04.246-05:002011-02-18T10:53:04.246-05:00I too was fascinated with Lovecraft's stories ...I too was fascinated with Lovecraft's stories as a kid, and I think for some of the same reasons. His fiction addressed those "bigger picture", "more to the story" questions -- albeit in an ultimately unsatisfactory manner. they had what we might call metaphysical depth, and they coupled that -- as any good scheme ought to -- to some moral narratives as well.<br /><br />I was fortunate enough to have somewhat more sophisticated adults to ask questions to -- but their usually rote, fairly unthinking answers were for me rather dull, so they were unsatisfying. I may very well, of course, have missed what they were actually saying, not been open to it, etc. So, Lovecraft's fiction, at least in an imaginary way, satisfied some basic desires.<br /><br />I went back several summers ago and started rereading his texts. They did still hold up as interesting fiction, but seemed distanced, one might say, from the thoughts I dwell with most in the present, having come back to the Church and become a Catholic philosopher.Gregory B. Sadlerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02197307174003462308noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26883902.post-84934301061473558312011-02-18T10:33:51.882-05:002011-02-18T10:33:51.882-05:00Brilliant! It is always an optical illusion of the...Brilliant! It is always an optical illusion of the interior eyes to imagine that we have found God. We are found by Him, or find ourselves in His Light. Peace.Brother Charleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07780326836452864455noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26883902.post-90872617440985074762011-02-18T10:31:49.391-05:002011-02-18T10:31:49.391-05:00When I was a kid, I used to wonder about what it w...When I was a kid, I used to wonder about what it was about this place and time that placed me here as opposed to any other past or future part of the vast timeline of humanity. That would later translate into Why me? Why here? Why now? Why my parents? and all the other people in my life at any given point in time? Unlike you, the mysteriousness of the question and my complete lack of possible comprehension led me not to God, but to Agnosticism. I knew my mind was limited, hence I stopped wasting my time thinking about something I couldn't possibly comprehend. There could be a God and there couldn't. I couldn't reconcile it one way or another, so I stopped thinking about it. It was sin that reopened the door to God. That's why I'll sometimes say that it wasn't me who found God, but that it was God who found me.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com