I can't remember when I have seen a Sabbath School lesson on confession and repentance! And that forces me to recognize further that many Adventists (along with Christians generally) believe that, experientially, these two terms are synonymous!
This has happened for several reasons: 1) Belief that we are born sinners (forgetting that sin is a choice); 2) Belief that overcoming sin is thus impossible; 3) Belief that confession is obviously a social necessity but that our Lord's death on the Cross erased our guilt which we are “confessing.”
Vivimos en un mundo muy diferente al de hace unos sesenta años. La visión general del mundo y de la cultura identifica a la razón con el naturalismo, y a la fe con los sentimientos, ¡y nunca los dos se deben encontrar! Esta gran brecha se encuentra en todas las iglesias, así como en casi todas las instituciones académicas.
Stephen Hawkins, el notable matemático y cosmólogo de Cambridge University escribió en su libro de 1988, Una Breve Historia del Tiempo (p. 193) que si los científicos descubrieran la tan buscada "teoría del todo" para explicar los distintos mecanismos del universo, "realmente conoceríamos la mente de Dios".
Stephen Hawkins, that remarkable Cambridge University mathematician and cosmologist wrote in his 1988 book, A Brief History of Time, (193), that were scientists to discover the long-sought “theory of everything” to explain the varying mechanisms of the universe, “we would truly know the mind of God.”
Again we are grateful for Dr. Paulien's crisp, literary pen as he digs out the salient features of Paul's remarkable letters to the Thessalonians. He rights with one eye on Paul and the other on us today--we who must understand Paul through twenty-first century eyes.
Even these eleven verses in 1 Thess. 5 give us plenty to thank Paul for, and plenty to digest and adjust our thinking to.
I have lived long enough to be amazed at how many ways and kinds of people God uses in this grand work of inviting/welcoming others into His living kingdom.
Let's begin with the Douglass family in Springfield, Massachusetts, back in the late 1930s. At that time I had three brothers and we lived upstairs in what we called a tenement (today, of course, it was a condo!). My Dad had just bought a 1933 Dodge that was quite a treat for us all, including the neighborhood kids.