Something We Know Nothing Of
It's been a while. Thank you for awaiting that which was to come. May it resonate. Something We Know Nothing Of Theology in the Trenches By Kathleen Kjolhaug “I’ll take one dozen please” has been the order given a time or two throughout each of our lives. Perhaps the common ground found has come in the form of a box of donuts, a carton of eggs, a tin of muffins, a bag of sweetcorn, or a dozen roses neatly wrapped. We know these well. They are familiar. The containers containing such items do just that—they contain that which is within. The box, the carton, the tin, the bag, the wrapping. It does the job. A house contains a family, a city a pile of people, an airport contains not only passengers passing through but planes which carry them to and from destinations. Containers, whether they be shipping containers, receiving containers, or holding containers, they contain stuff. In other words, containers set boundaries for things contained within. Books are ...
