Sorry everyone its been a while... So here's what I've been thinking about: AP Calculus and Calculus based Physics. I'm reminded of the Chesterton quote, "The mysteries of God are far more satisfying that the answers of men." I might be losing it, but I really think I am seeing God in these two subjects in which I don't belong. I can honestly say that I'm fighting to keep an A in these two subjects. But I think I prefer it that way. If these came easily to me I would never get the growth or appreciation that God has blessed me with. God's majesty is in the integral I can't wrap my head around. His order is laid before me in the complexity of electricity. But its tough. And I'm suffering into truth.
T
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It has been a while.
Great picture.
And great line "suffering into truth"
But I think I see man primarily in math, and God in science. And a particular kind of science. Math is man's attempt at describing this world God's made, and how thinks work in it. (and for that matter, so is most of science)
But, one day, when Dr. Harrell just breaks down and waves his hands and says, "I can't explain this to you. I don't even understand it." Then you see God. Man has always tried to understand everything. Most of the time we've proven ourselves wrong. I'm not saying we should stop trying, but when we say we just don't know, somehow we've hit something that will always be true.
Nice Ty. I think the knowledge you gain in the struggle is worth much more than the actual answer. I think God's mysteries are intended to keep us in awe and wonder of Him. Mark Twain said "We have not the reverent feeling for the rainbow that the savage has, because we know how it is made. We have lost as much as we gained by prying into that matter."
Of course we gain answers when we search out truth, but knowledge is something beyond the answer. I think it encompasses knowing how to handle the answer once you've found it and thinking about how the answer got there in the first place. hiphip
You should ask someone about that cow stomach thing. Some local. See what they tell you. And get back to me on it.
I guess the classic answer is that you have to be born there, but I think once you've lived in Moscow long enough to know what its like when the college students are gone, what the fields look like in the middle of summer, long enough to have seen it snow every month except for August, and to remember when UoI's football team didn't suck, to be able to talk with authority on how the crops are going to turn out the next year, and know where to find the real Idaho potatoes. The people that can point out where they used to live in those old black and white pictures, and know what Moscow was like when the Wilsons moved in. Those people are the locals. And they're real easy to spot. There is just something not right about them. Like city-boy and country farmer combined so that neither really fits with the other.
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