The Scandal of the Evangelical Conscience

While it’s about America rather than Britain, and I’m skeptical of the idea of a wonderful golden age when Christians all lived happy Godly lives, this article by Ronald Sider is very disturbing. How can being a Christian be having so little impact on the lives of so many people? Why are we so caught up in our own selfish stupid ways, going along with the crowd, full of hypocrisy and apathy?

To cheesily quote a line from a song – “Where is the love, the love, the love?” (Ooh err, I’ve been listening to too many Alistair Begg sermons!) But seriously, why aren’t we letting what Christ has done for us make more of an impact on the way we live?

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Thrilling adventures in time and space

I’ve just finished a history essay on “how do medieval attitudes to time and space differ from modern ones?” It’s been very interesting to research and write, to be honest. In particular, I’ve enjoyed Allan Chapman’s book Gods in the Sky, which is about the history of astronomy, and in particular the impact of religion on its development. It does a lot of myth-busting – did Columbus bravely disprove the dogma of the Church that the world was flat? Nope, complete myth – it was well known since the time of the ancient Greeks that the world was a sphere.

But what about Galileo? Didn’t the church persecute him for challenging their belief that the Sun went round the Earth? Well, that’s a bit closer to the truth, but the real issue was not that Galileo said that the Earth went round the sun, but that he said the Pope was an idiot for still holding a geocentric view. Since there was already something of a history between Galileo and the Pope, this led to Galileo getting into hot water. Although the Pope acted badly, it was for personal and political reasons rather than scientific or doctrinal reasons.

Many people who are sometimes characterised as pioneers bravely taking a stand against a tyrranical and oppressive Church which was against scientific progress were in fact devout Christians and members of the church themselves, and sometimes their research into astronomy was even part of their official employment by the church. Check out the lives of people like Copernicus and Kepler if you don’t believe me.

It’s fascinating tracing the history and development of ideas through time. Since the roots of Medieval thinking lay in the ideas of the Greek philosophers, and the question asked me to compare Medieval attitudes to those of the present day, I had to consider pretty much the entire broad sweep of Western thought on time and space. Inevitably, for just a two-thousand word essay my reading only covered this vast topic very superficially, but it was really interesting.

In particular, it’s interesting that far from being opposed to scientific and astronomical research in the Middle Ages, the Church encouraged it, and modern science emerged from the basis of the Christian worldview. Whereas in pagan beliefs the heavenly bodies had been worshipped as divine, Christians viewed them as creative beings. Central to Christianity is the belief in a rational creator-God. It was reasoned that since God was a rational, orderly being, and that he had gifted mankind with the capacity to reason, then it is possible to examine his world to discern the orderly way in which he maintains his creation.

Greek philosophers had postulated the existence of a logos, an organising principle to the world, which had given them the basis which enabled their proto-scientific investigations of the world. But this logos was impersonal and unthinking, whereas Christianity made the incredible statement that “the Word [logos] became flesh and made his dwelling among us”. God isn’t just an impersonal force guaranteeing order in the universe, but someone who has a mind and personality of his own, even becoming human out of love for us. The Judeo-Christian ideas that man is made in the image of God, and God chose to die and rise for man, elevated mankind above any position we had occupied in any previous religions or philosophies in history. I’ve digressed a bit, but the point I’m trying to make is that the idea of an orderly universe had deduced prior the Christianity, but with Christianity was given a new and dramatic twist.

The development that really saw the emergence of modern science was the shift away from authorities and systems to measurement and investigation as the primary means of seeking the truth. But this didn’t just happen in science, but in religion, too. Just as Luther realised that people needed to go back to examine the Bible for themselves rather than relying on the authority of the Catholic Church and its systems of belief about God for spiritual truth, astronomers like Copernicus realised the need to go back to examine the heavens for themselves rather than relying on the authority of Greek philosophers and their systems of belief about the cosmos for scientific truth. There are other factors that contributed to the Renaissance and scientific revolution, such as the recovery of many classical writings on many subjects at the time, but the combination of ideas rooted in Christianity at this time were necessary to produce the scientific approach.

However, things have naturally changed a great deal in the intervening few hundred years. Secular science now commonly works on the assumption that the universe is a closed system of cause and effect. Everything is part of the same system of laws and they can neither be broken or interfered with from outside. This is different to the Christian worldview, which views the universe as an open system, with God on the outside who maintains his creation in an orderly way. (For more on this, read Francis Schaeffer’s excellent How Shall We Then Live? The Rise and Decline of Western Thought and Culture).

Well, here ends the lesson for this evening. I need to get off to bed, and quick, before I repeat my entire essay, albeit in less formal terms! I’m not sure if I’ll be updating my blog for a while, since I’m off to the FIEC Conference at Pwllheli on Monday. I might fit in an update tomorrow, or it might be a week or so before I get back online.

(Oh, and I bet you thought from the title that this was another post about Doctor Who, didn’t you?!)

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It’s not the end of the world – well, actually…

The End of the World took place a couple of hours ago, but I’m alive and well to tell the tale! I am of course talking about the latest episode of Doctor Who. I didn’t enjoy it as much as Rose, but I think I loved that first episode so much and was so excited by it that it was inevitable that I would be slightly disappointed.

I think the same thing happened with The Two Towers after I was so blown away by The Fellowship of the Ring. I’d not been to the cinema much, since there isn’t one here in Dolgellau, and so not seen many blockbusters on the big screen, and it had been a long time since I’d read the book. As a result, the experience of watching it was just wonderful!

The trouble was, I then ran out to reread the books and paid close attention to all the information about the next film. By the time I went into the cinema to see The Two Towers, the book was fresh in my mind and I’d imagined in my mind how big and wonderful and amazing it would be. So when I watched it, my mind was too busy making comparisons both with the book and with my imagined version, and I just wasn’t able to enjoy it properly for what it was. Now that I’ve seen it again a couple more times (alright, several times… okay, I admit it, lots!) I’ve really come to enjoy it much more than when I first saw it. I think I came to the second episode with something of this sense of hightened expectation

This is probably why lots of Doctor Who fans didn’t love the first episode. One of the reviews said that every Doctor Who fan had in their mind their ideal version of The Return Of Doctor Who to which no actual episode would be able to live up to, or something like that. But I didn’t, and I think that my relative lack of expectations and preconceptions allowed me to enjoy it more. My trouble was that I then built up loads of expectations and preconceptions after watching the first episode. Which is very annoying, because I want to enjoy Doctor Who as much as possible. The End of the World didn’t “wow!” me, but I hope that after a bit I’ll be able to enjoy it for what it is, rather than not enjoy it for what it isn’t.

I’ve barely talked about the episode itself, so I might do a proper review sometime soon. I’m really looking forward to next week’s episode, The Unquiet Dead, a spooky tale set in Victorian Cardiff featuring Charles Dickens. Unfortunately, I don’t yet know whether I’ll be able to see it then, because I don’t have a television set with me in Cardiff and haven’t yet worked anything out regarding seeing the episodes, except for equipping my Mum with a supply of blank videos and hoping she can remember how to use the video recorder!

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Lunch break

Just nipped into the library while on my lunch break from working at Kwik Save. Just a few random points:

Next week I’m off to the FIEC Conference at Pwllheli. I’ll be seeing some Contagiousites and other friends there, so I’m looking forward to that! Rich is also coming to stay, so it’ll be nice to see him too.

Fortunately, Doctor Who is coming back for a second season. Unfortunately, Christopher Eccleston has quit as Doctor Who. He’ll be back for the Christmas special, though. The BBC is in talks with David Tennant, who is currently starring in Casanova on BBC3, about him taking on the role.

I’ve also been jotting down some story ideas. Today I came up with the Shadow Harbours and the Dimension Ships whilst serving on the till at Kwik Save, so the morning hasn’t been entirely unproductive! (And there’s the small matter of earning a bit of money, of course).

Well, back to work now!

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Review of the return of “Doctor Who”

I’ve just written this review of yesterday’s first episode of the new series of Doctor Who, titled Rose. I wrote it for the Outpost Gallifrey fan site in mind, so it might make some references that are a little unclear if you’re not familiar with the show, but I tried to make it as clear as possible to non-fans when comparing it to other episodes and stuff. And it won the ratings battle against Ant and Dec – 10.5 million to 7 million!

Review of Episode 1: Rose

7pm, Saturday 26th March 2005. If you count from the end of the television series, it’s over 15 years since the Doctor left our screens. It’s nine years since the TV movie. For me, it’s been just over five years since I’ve been enough of a Doctor Who fan to dream of the show’s return to television. It’s been 18 months since the announcement that Doctor Who was, finally, being regenerated for a new series. However you count it, we’ve waited a long time for this moment. But at last, it’s time…

One of the first things to strike me was the sheer breathless pace and energy of the story. The first few scenes quickly show us Rose’s life in a nutshell, though it then settles down to a more sensible speed. It’s still a million times zippier than the frequently slow plod of the long stories of Doctor Who from years gone by, and is quite an adjustment to make.

It’s been observed that the TV movie was a blend of Spearhead from Space, the story that saw both the debut of Jon Pertwee’s Doctor and of the sinister Autons, The Deadly Assassin, where the Doctor returned to his home planet to battle his old enemy the Master, and a bit of original material thrown in as well. But while the TV movie borrowed the Doctor’s alien physiology being discovered as he is treated in hospital, Rose takes the other, more exciting plotline that the TV movie left alone – the invasion of Earth by the delightfully scary Autons. Russell T Davies wisely chooses to define the Doctor by what he does – fight the monsters and save the world, rather than dull discoveries of two hearts and an odd body temperature.

Rose also jettisons any Gallifrey-bound backstory while popping in fun little moments that remind us that this is the very same Doctor and the very same show. Some hints about a new backstory are dropped, too. The references to a war in which the Doctor fought and planets which he was unable save are blatant signposts for the fans shouting “Start speculating here!” Robert Holmes, who created the Autons, had a knack of sketching in intriguing pointers to a wider universe, and Russell T Davies borrows this trick with intriguing and very cool sounding details such as the War and the Shadow Convention.

The actual invasion plot is rather slight, and there are some unexplained gaps in the plot, but part of the point of the story is to show events from the outside. For most people who encounter him, the Doctor is a mysterious figure who appears and disappears amid the confusion of bizarre and dangerous events. But through her curiosity and persistence, Rose manages to make her way into the Doctor’s world.

This sense of looking in from the outside is the point of the character of Clive. I loved the scenes with him. Just look at Russell’s other works like Dark Season and The Second Coming and you’ll see he does this apocalyptic style of dialogue so well, and Mark Benton pulls it off wonderfully. I thought the makers perhaps missed a trick by not craftily foreshadowing some of the later episodes set in the past. I was also half expecting Clive to produce a picture showing Rose accompanying the Doctor, which would have been an interesting complication. I think it also appealed because it was one of the few parts of the story which hadn’t been given away through spoilers or informed speculation, nor lifted from the Autons’ previous outings. It’s also a fun comment on the Internet-savvy age of the Fan.

Speaking of fun, one of the best things about the show is the delicious sense of humour. I’d seen the clip from the wonderful wheelie-bin scene on Blue Peter on Monday. It had me in stitches then, and it was probably the single thing that most convinced me that the new series was going to be fun. It’s even better in the context of the story, being both hilariously funny and creepily disturbing. It’s not popular with those who think Doctor Who should be dark and serious and adult, but can you really imagine a show like that gripping the hearts and imaginations of children and adults up and down the country? I can’t, but the show as it is seems perfectly pitched to do just that.

Much of the magic lies in the two leads, the Doctor and Rose Tyler. Any concerns I might have had about Billie Piper just disappeared away as if they’d never existed, and I was too caught up in the story to be distracted by thoughts of her past career as a pop star. And as for the Doctor: Christopher Eccleston’s Doctor is energetic, funny, eccentric and scary, rather like the show itself. Russell T Davies’ interesting drama The Second Coming now seems like a dress rehearsal for the new series of Doctor Who, since it shares both writer, lead actor and composer. But although Eccleston’s turn as the Son of God had its light-hearted moments, as the Doctor he brings both the manic intensity and a much greater levity to the role. The structure of the story is more like a romance than anything else, and by the end I was desperately rooting for the Doctor and Rose to “get together” by her joining him on his journeys through time and space!

The TARDIS set is beautiful and impressive, and when Rose came in and the camera swung up and round to reveal it all to us, I wished I had a bigger television. It felt like watching cinematic spectacle on the small screen. The organic feel gives the impression of some alien force or creature with the merest crumbling veneer of technology. I’m not sure I like the way it enters directly into the control room – it makes the inside seem more exposed, more vulnerable. That’s probably a good thing, but it takes some getting used to.

Some people have slated the special effects, but if you want super-impressive (and super-expensive) effects, then Doctor Who is probably not the best place to look. They were just the job to tell the story, and didn’t need to be photorealistic to do this. They were of a good enough level not to detract at all, and to try and make them match the movies or American productions wouldn’t really have made the episode any better. It would simply have been a way for the BBC to shout “Look how much money we’re spending!” If people are put off because the show isn’t flaunting a big budget in this way, then I don’t think they’re much of a loss to fandom. Another prime target for criticism is the incidental music. I thought it was pretty good, myself, though for the most time I didn’t particularly notice it, which seems to me to be a good indicator of being unintrusive.

The Autons themselves were suitably scary. I didn’t hide behind the sofa – it’s right back against the wall, and though my family discussed moving it forward to give us room, we didn’t get round to it. But I was hiding myself in my jumper as they began their attack, peeping out from between my fingers!

All my family watched the new show, and all of them enjoyed it. This includes my Dad, who doesn’t really like science fiction or fantasy type stuff, and my younger sisters aged 14 and 17. My younger sister usually considers herself too cool for things like Doctor Who. Her boyfriend loved it, so she’s now having to face the horrifying prospect that he might become a Doctor Who fan! The buzz from those I’ve talked to, in real life and over the Internet in various places, is one of genuine enjoyment and excitement. As the credits rolled, I grinned a big happy grin, knowing that up and down the country, a whole new generation had been enjoying Doctor Who for the first time.

Rose wasn’t the greatest piece of television in the world, which may disappoint some overexcited fans, but will probably please those doom-mongers who have convinced themselves the new series can never match the old. But it was one of the most exciting, energetic, confident and just plain enjoyable programmes on TV, and has all the humour, excitement and thrills for all the family to enjoy it. There’s nothing else like it on television, and it’s great to have Doctor Who back.

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Good Friday – what’s it mean?

Good Friday – what’s it mean?

Today’s the day when we remember that momentous event, when Jesus Christ died on a cross to take the sins of the world. I’ve seen some debates on places like Ship of Fools, and in the wake of Steve Chalke’s controversial comments, about what did Jesus’ death (and resurrection) do exactly? Some people, such as Mr Chalke, take issue with the idea of “penal substitutionary atonement” (PSA), which is basically the idea that Jesus died to take the punishment (hence “penal”), in our place (hence “substitutionary”) to reconcile, or make us at one with, God (hence “atonement”). Its critics say that explaining the cross in this way makes God into some kind of angry monster, a cosmic child-abuser taking out his anger on his son. I think one of the issues here is that people aren’t appreciating the unity of the trinity. Jesus is God, and it is a willing self-sacrifice on his part – a beautiful act of love that is both entirely just and entirely merciful on his part.

I agree that it can be unhelpful to seek to understand the wonder of what Christ accomplished only through one description of it, such as PSA. One of the “alternatives” is the Christus Victor view which says that when Jesus died on the cross he defeated death, sin, and evil. I can agree with that, and I don’t see why people set it up as in some way opposed to PSA. It seems to me that Jesus defeated death, sin and evil by taking the punishment for us to reconcile us to God. The defeat of death and evil is intimately linked with the punishment and forgiving of our sins, because death is the result of sin. I won’t get in to proof texting now – a quick Google for will furnish you with the various arguments on the subject.

Anyway, however the mechanics of Jesus’ sacrifice on the cross work, I thank and praise him for that wonderful demonstration of his great love. It’s such a mind-boggling act, the Lord of the universe choosing to undergo a humiliating and painful death out of love for this sad and sorry world. Of course, the best is still to come on Sunday, when we remember his victory over death by coming back to life. More on that later…

Oh, and hello to my Uncle Colin and family – thanks for the comment, and have a great Easter!

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Lazy day

“It’s not a proper weekend unless you spend your time doing something totally pointless” said Calvin (the cartoon character accompanied by his toy tiger Hobbes, not the theologian, that is). While I don’t entirely agree, there is a particular pleasure to just doing nothing much. After a hectic few weeks rushing around and writing essays and stuff, it’s nice to have a couple of days just to stop. Today I’ve played a bit of Icewind Dale 2, wandered into the town centre to buy some sweets and check the Red Cross Shop for any interesting second-hand books and now come to the town library. Not planned, just wandering about, enjoying not rushing and not working and not worrying.

I suppose I better start actually doing some work sometime soon. I’ve got a couple of essays to write and stuff to read for university. Later in the week I’m returning to work at Kwik Save. But for now, I’m busy doing nothing, and loving it.

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Newspaper articles

Well, I’m definitely a lot better by now, thankfully. Yesterday I submitted some of my Gair Rhydd articles to enter the Cardiff Student Media Awards, and to kill two birds with one stone, I scanned them in to the computer at the same time, including these two recent ones which I haven’t uploaded before.

Click on the thumbnails to see the scans. Some of my earlier articles can be seen in this entry, although some of those scans need reuploading since they somehow became a bit scrambled.

I’m about to hand in my Journalism essay, which is the last piece of work I have to hand in this term. (I’ve got an extension on my History essay until the first day back because of my illness). I’m really looking forward to going home. It’s been really busy lately, and it’s been a horrible week with being ill and all the hassle that entails.

Oh, and have you seen the Doctor Who trailers? The Doctor tells the audience that they’ll see “Ghosts from the past, aliens from the future, the day Earth died in a ball of flame… it won’t be quiet, it won’t be safe and it won’t be calm. But I’ll tell you what it will be – the trip of a lifetime!” Accompanied by shots of the TARDIS, the Doctor running from an explosion, a spaceship flying over London and crashing into Big Ben, Victorian Cardiff, a Dalek in chains and other exciting stuff! Great fun…

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Well, I thought I was getting better!

Had a bad night’s sleep and woke up feeling all horrible and grotty again, and after talking on the phone with Mum to update her and to cheer me, I went back to bed and slept until 1pm. I came across to the Maths building cybercafé to check my email to see if the Journalism module organiser (or whatever the title is) had replied. He had, but he said he’d grant me an extension until next Wednesday. It’d be rather awkward and annoying for me to have to stay in Cardiff until then. I’ve already booked my train tickets, and I should be returning to work at Kwik Save. So I emailed back pointing this out and asking if it’s possible to submit the essay by post or email. I hope I’ll hear back soon, but I think I ought to crawl back to my room to sleep or take things quietly in the hope of recovering quickly…

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