Showing posts with label Probably. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Probably. Show all posts

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Probably Really Good

For those following the recent blog posts, there has been a goodish bit of interaction on the subject of Eastern Orthodoxy here and here.


It all began with a brief clip from CanonWIRED. In that clip I recommended a book on EO that I had not read -- Through Western Eyes by Robert Letham. I recommended it because I had read other stuff by Letham, which really was top drawer, and I assumed this would be the same. But, as a result of the hubbub, I went back and read his section on icons and prayer, which I really can't recommend. He doesn't give away the store entirely, but he does give away a good portion of the inventory. So here is my retraction. I still like Letham's other stuff, but this was not so hot.


While on this personal note, in the comments section of those posts I have been pressed to reveal what I had or had not read in preparation for my column in that infamous edition of Credenda way back then -- back in the days of the early church. To this point I have not replied to those demands, not because I wanted to look coy, or dig arabesques in the carpet with my shoe, but because I honestly had no idea. That column was written sometime prior to 1994, about 17 years ago.


This is not a retraction at all -- just a little sharing time. I have before had someone point at a book on my shelf and ask if I have read it. To my shame, I do not know. I pick it up and look through it, and my blue highlighter is all through it. Heh. I have sometimes thumbed through books I know I have read, and read some comment with blue exclamation marks beside it. The only problem is that I don't recall ever reading such a sentiment before in my life.


Now seventeen years from this time (2028), I will no doubt be assailed by a young man for my podunk reading schedule during these, the lazy days of his fourth grade year. And I will no doubt not be able to remember, aided in that lack of remembrance by the weight of seventy five winters. But I will say this, for this is how I operate -- I know I must have been reading something right about now. And boy, I bet it was good.