Word: christe
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...grammatically, the feminine has affinity for the masculine." As for God being sexless: that is usually the case with pure spirits, I would assume. However, it was our Lord who directed that we address God as Father, and fathers have always been masculine in my experience. As for Christ's mother being glorified only because she so willingly accepted a subordinate role, what other role could a creature have in the stupendous drama of man's salvation...
...ambiguity evident in the case of Professor Daly's book lies in the theologically vague use of the term church: "The church continues to treat women as second-class human beings." Who is really at fault here? In modern times, the church has been variously defined as Christ and His Body or, in more general terms, as mankind (which includes womankind) itself. Thus the villain is no longer just the hierarchy or the clergy as generally implied in such sterile digressions. The sex of the theologian is hardly a theological topic. I suggest there are more vital issues...
...warriors, aflap with American flags and buttons that read "Kill a Commie for Christ," lashed into a crowd of peace marchers, crying "Queers! Creeps! You Commie bastards!" One little old lady particularly incensed them with a sign reading TRADE DEAN RUSK FOR THE PUEBLO. Police quickly broke up the melee, and Mayor John Lindsay added: "This country is big enough to draw a distinction between a wrongful Government policy and respect for those men being killed...
...dogma is rejected largely by the young, particularly those of us who have come of age in the 1960s. It was with awe and hope that we first heard the echoes from Dietrich Bonhoeffer's bomb-rocked prison. There, the 37-year-old theologian urged man to find Christ at the "center of life" by participating in the struggles of the world. This was the supreme religious act. For most, despite their imperiled souls, this was dogma enough, and a way to manifest Paul Tillich's "ultimate" concern...
Permutations. The fact is that beneath this suburban idyl, Updike's couples are caught up in a black mass of community sex. Their Puritan gods have retreated to unawesome, half-deserted churches, where beaten clergymen, sizing up the businessman congregations, croak about an improbable Christ who "offers us present security, four-and-a-half percent compounded every quarter." The Biblical woman accused of adultery would be safe in Tarbox; here no stones are thrown, only envious glances. With no heat left in the Protestant American crucible, the comfortable couples of Tarbox have reached out for another kind of warmth...