Dream of The Rood
My Fellow Honors Nerds,
I can honestly say that, while reading, I had a very difficult time understanding what in the world was going on. I decided to write on The Dream of the Rood since it was probably the easiest to understand for me. I think the picture painted of the cross at gethsemane is much like what anyone who has been to visit since the death of Christ would feel. I have been a part of many church bodies that those who have travelled to gethsemane often feel a sort of anguish in seeing it in person. I think we often can't associate the actual feeling and weight of the cross because until we actually see it, it is only a story in a book. Seeing the blood stained right side of the cross and knowing that at one point, Christ carried the weight of the world on that tree, makes it real and pure and agonizing. I also kind of find peace in this passage. When the author speaks about not letting fear take over our lives and letting the longing of following God take presence, I relate. I think often times as college students, it is easy to get caught up in so many different things and spreading yourself so thin that God doesn't really take presedence anymore. But if we honestly desire to follow him and recognize the truth of the cross, we can lead a God-fearing life, not a world-fearing one. I know that is a pretty short blog, but the message is bigger than anything I can examine.
P.S. I commented on Ezra and Anna Kate's posts :)
I can honestly say that, while reading, I had a very difficult time understanding what in the world was going on. I decided to write on The Dream of the Rood since it was probably the easiest to understand for me. I think the picture painted of the cross at gethsemane is much like what anyone who has been to visit since the death of Christ would feel. I have been a part of many church bodies that those who have travelled to gethsemane often feel a sort of anguish in seeing it in person. I think we often can't associate the actual feeling and weight of the cross because until we actually see it, it is only a story in a book. Seeing the blood stained right side of the cross and knowing that at one point, Christ carried the weight of the world on that tree, makes it real and pure and agonizing. I also kind of find peace in this passage. When the author speaks about not letting fear take over our lives and letting the longing of following God take presence, I relate. I think often times as college students, it is easy to get caught up in so many different things and spreading yourself so thin that God doesn't really take presedence anymore. But if we honestly desire to follow him and recognize the truth of the cross, we can lead a God-fearing life, not a world-fearing one. I know that is a pretty short blog, but the message is bigger than anything I can examine.
P.S. I commented on Ezra and Anna Kate's posts :)
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