Kind of a "we love you but we don't like you" thing. We want you to get your biscuits and maple at the table, but we don't want to talk to you during the tobacco-cutting. He'd sit there all alone with his mason jar of cloudy water, and that reminded him of his boy, named Cloud by his half-black momma, a hippie and reader of Etsy-bought special Tarots.
In the final analysis, we're all whack-a-doos and good puzzlers, and like Medavoy bemoaned, the atmosphere of the 15th, "don't nobody uh uh say nothing that don't have to be decoded with a decoder ring."
They were saying you felt with love, you controlled and operated on faith, that faith and love had properties which were supernatural according to our fledgling understand of science and the universe proper. Faith and love operated on the spirit of God, and operated on our standings with our fellows.
Also, to feel the love of Christ without understanding too many of his parables, and to think, the Apostles listening off-the-cuff, live and living colour, didn't make a lot of sense of the parables.
We had that there was one prize for faith.
Late faith bought that prize.
Early faith bought that prize.
Aquinas would be in the same level of heaven with Polooka.
Its like eating at a buffet: in the estomago, it all gets mushed together.
The sinner who repented at 3 yrs old was considered co-equal with the elderly that converted to Christian on their deathbed, the work was plenty, the workers were plenty, but only so many called, as it were.
The anti-Calvinists say it unfairly limits the power of the Gospel, but Christ himself spoke of the message falling on "stony soil", or evil forces condemning the good seeds before they could do their thing.
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