tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73042886598650075.post4894500432907464610..comments2024-03-22T11:37:52.668-05:00Comments on Byzantine, Texas: Called to UnityByzantine, TXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17845681957622343484noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73042886598650075.post-2522658223747025922016-06-18T20:17:53.027-05:002016-06-18T20:17:53.027-05:00When I was about 12 I launched a nasty sneak attac...When I was about 12 I launched a nasty sneak attack against my sister. What I did could rightly be called "wicked". My sister was furious and, in a rage, went to our mother. Unfortunately for my sister (and fortunately for me) mom was in one of those moods which afflict parents in which they are not in the mood to get to the bottom of things but would rather just gloss over it all by saying we were both wrong and insisted that we apologize to each other. Many years later I went to my sister and, recalling the incident, admitted that I was in fact entirely wrong and she was entirely right. I asked for her forgiveness.<br /> I reject the practice of glossing over problems and resorting to the cop-out of declaring both parties to be partly right and partly wrong followed by a demand that, for the sake of unity and getting along, both sides share in the blame, when it is not only known that one of the parties is in the wrong but nobody wants to deal with it. It is an unjust and lazy way to deal with interpersonal problems and unjust treatment against one party or the other is never forgotten--no matter what they "agreed" to at the time.Gregory Manninghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01798975083337963164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73042886598650075.post-57083450733811327552016-06-18T20:16:50.063-05:002016-06-18T20:16:50.063-05:00When I was about 12 I launched a nasty sneak attac...When I was about 12 I launched a nasty sneak attack against my sister. What I did could rightly be called "wicked". My sister was furious and, in a rage, went to our mother. Unfortunately for my sister (and fortunately for me) mom was in one of those moods which afflict parents in which they are not in the mood to get to the bottom of things but would rather just gloss over it all by saying we were both wrong and insisted that we apologize to each other. Many years later I went to my sister and, recalling the incident, admitted that I was in fact entirely wrong and she was entirely right. I asked for her forgiveness.<br /> I reject the practice of glossing over problems and resorting to the cop-out of declaring both parties to be partly right and partly wrong followed by a demand that, for the sake of unity and getting along, both sides share in the blame, when it is not only known that one of the parties is in the wrong but nobody wants to deal with it. It is an unjust and lazy way to deal with interpersonal problems and unjust treatment against one party or the other is never forgotten--no matter what they "agreed" to at the time.Gregory Manninghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01798975083337963164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73042886598650075.post-62406001915295113262016-06-18T17:40:09.618-05:002016-06-18T17:40:09.618-05:00Hmm... He sounds too much like Yoda. The disunity...Hmm... He sounds too much like Yoda. The disunity is centered in differences of anthropology & ecclesiology and are more concrete than he supposes. It is not some ancient conflict between "love" & "fear", and he comes across as almost Gnostic...Jakehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16152024447008244670noreply@blogger.com