At Chao-cheng there lived an old woman more than seventy years of age, who had an only son. One day he went up to the hills and was eaten by a tiger, at which his mother was so overwhelmed with grief that she hardly wished to live. With tears and lamentations she ran and told her story to the magistrate of the place, who laughed and asked her how she thought the law could be brought to bear on a tiger. But the old woman would not be comforted, and at length the magistrate lost his temper and bade her begone. Of this, however, she took no notice; and then the magistrate, in compassion for her great age and unwilling to resort to extremities, promised her that he would have the tiger arrested. Even then she would not go until the warrant had been actually issued; so the magistrate, at a loss what to do, asked his attendants which of them would undertake the job. Upon this one of them, Li Neng, who happened to be gloriously drunk, stepped forward and said that he would; where- upon the warrant was immediately issued and the old woman went away. When our friend, Li Neng, got sober, he was sorry for what he had done; but reflecting that the whole thing was a mere trick of his master’s to get rid of the old woman’s importunities, did not trouble himself much about it, handing in the warrant as if the arrest had been made. “Not so,” cried the magistrate, “you said you could do this, and now I shall not let you off.” Li Neng was at his wits’ end, and begged that he might be allowed to impress the hunters of the district. This was conceded; so collecting together these men, he proceeded to spend day and night among the hills in the hope of catching a tiger, and thus making a show of having fulfilled his duty. A month passed away, during which he received several hundred blows with the bamboo, and at length, in despair, he betook himself to the Cheng-huang temple in the eastern suburb, where, falling on his knees, he prayed and wept by turns. By-and-by a tiger walked in, and Li Neng, in a great fright, thought he was going to be eaten alive. But the tiger took no notice of anything, remaining seated in the doorway. Li Neng then addressed the animal as follows: “O tiger, if thou didst slay that old woman’s son, suffer me to bind thee with this cord;” and, drawing a rope from his pocket, threw it over the animal’s neck. The tiger drooped its ears, and, allowing itself to be bound, followed Li Neng to the magistrate’s office. The latter than asked it, “Did you eat the old woman’s son?” to which the tiger replied by nodding his head; whereupon the magistrate rejoined, “That murderers should suffer death has ever been the law. Besides, this old woman had but one son, and by killing him you took from her the sole support of her declining years. But if now you will be as a son to her, your crime shall be pardoned.” The tiger again nodded assent, and accordingly the magistrate gave orders that he should be released, at which the old woman was highly incensed, thinking that the tiger ought to have paid with its life for the destruction of her son. Next morning, however, when she opened the door of her cottage, there lay a dead deer before it; and the old woman, by selling the flesh and skin, was able to purchase food. From that day this became a common event, and sometimes the tiger would even bring her money and valuables, so that she became quite rich, and was much better cared for than she had been even by her own son. Consequently, she became very well-disposed to the tiger, which often came and slept in the verandah, remaining for a whole day at a time, and giving no cause of fear either to man or beast. In a few years the old woman died, upon which the tiger walked in and roared its lamentations in the hall. However, with all the money she had saved, she was able to have a splendid funeral; and while her relatives were standing round the grave, out rushed a tiger, and sent them all running away in fear. But the tiger merely went up to the mound, and, after roaring like a thunder-peal, disappeared again. Then the people of that place built a shrine in honor of the Faithful Tiger, and it remains there to this day. (ack:englishdaily626.com)
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Nearly all of the Earth’s atmosphere is made up of only five gases: nitrogen, oxygen, water vapor, argon, and carbon dioxide. Several other compounds also are present. Air can contain as much as 5% water vapor.
99% of the mass of the human body is made up of only six elements: oxygen, carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen, calcium, and phosphorus. Every organic molecule contains carbon.
Since 65-90% of each body cell consists of water (by weight), it isn’t surprising that oxygen and hydrogen are major components of the body. Hydrogen is a component of the water molecules in the body, as well as most other compounds.Oxygen is necessary for respiration. You will find this element in the lungs, since about 20% of the air you breathe is oxygen.
Carbon is ingested in food the food we eat and in the air we breathe. Carbon accounts for 18.6% of the total mass of the human body.
Nitrogen is a component of proteins, nucleic acids, and other organic compounds.Nitrogen gas is found in the lungs, since most of the air you breathe consists of this element.
Calcium is a major component of the skeletal system. It is found in bones and teeth. Calcium is a metal. It readily oxidizes in air. Because it makes up such a large part of the skeleton, about one-third of the mass of human body comes from calcium, after water has been removed.The element is incorporated into the bones, combines with other elements including iron, potassium, sodium, magnesium and calcium. It is necessary for sexual function and reproduction, muscle growth, and to supply nutrients to the nerves.
Potassium primarily is found in the muscles and nerves as an ion. Potassium is important for membrane function, nerve impulses, and muscle contractions.
Sodium is important for proper nerve and muscle function. It is excreted in perspiration.
Chlorine aids in cellular absorption of water. It is the major anion in body fluids. Chlorine is a part of hydrochloric acid, used to digest food. It is involved in proper cell membrane function.
Phosphorus is found in the nucleus of every cell. Phosphorus is part of nucleic acids, energy compounds.
Magnesium is a cofactor for enzymes in the body.Magnesium is needed for strong teeth and bones.
Sulfur is a component of many amino acids and proteins.
In such a chemical cocktail that permeates the air,space and objects I see nothing but form and function. Form of man and form of plants thriving in cosmos to be of use to one another is simplicity in itself. We need oxygen and plants need carbon dioxide. In supplying each others needs we have fulfilled our roles that of course is one among many dimensions we run into each other. ‘I think there fore I am.’ In order to know that my brain again of same substance as in Cosmos, fired up certain electro-chemical impulses. It has no reality outside myself really.
We palaver, chat up to higher-ups and make deals, cut corners,stab backs of each other and are locked up for some 30 years in Louisiana and released because of some lacuna in human justice and, thank God we have showed Law still reigns supreme under the sun. It is much about nothing really.
Su Shi (1036-1101) who called himself Su Tungpo is considered by common consent as one of the greatest Chinese poets. Having displeased the emperor he was under detention at Huangchow. Another time he served his time on the island of Hainan. ‘What good is for a cricket to protest against the might of the moon?’ Many of his contemporaries thought so. They wished he would accept things as they are. His protest against the custom of drowning of the girl babies was so effective that when he left Huangchow the grateful parents lined up the village streets with tears in their eyes and babies in their arms whose very lives had been saved by his efforts. With many fools around we need to do what is reasonable under the cirumstances and leave it at that.
Each of us has a certain view. You and I have been set into a certain direction by forces that are beyond us. One being born to a family of devout Christians may have drawn moral values that are compatible with Christian traditions and it is a virtue you have accepted as an ideal. If it is the case you need to accept another shall have the freedom to set his own ideals. If such ideas are combined together the world must prove to be set firm on moral values where different religions and practices only underline certain shades more than another. How come then we see the world of chaos and not of any order? Think of a pendulum swinging steadily at a certain pace that we may speak of it as divine order. Suppose we connect a second pendulum to it. It is demonstrated that the second one soon falls out of the regularity of the first.
This is how we may explain man’s moral sense falling out of step with that of divine moral order.
If there is no such thing as a divine Order we might consign every god, Allah, Jehovah, God as not worth the candle one lights in reverence. God unjust? It is impossible. Does God sets out to settle our personal errors and put us back into working order, individually? I do not think so. God made this earth to be inhabited and expects man to set his own house in order in fellowship with all. The moral order that is inherent in so many working with a common purpose creates its own order and it is representational. For example human laws are derived in the manner man has paraphrased divine law to be just and equitable.
Why cannot man be equal to the task? If there are natural laws there must be an order that gives Nature it force and authority. Since we are all humans and given a finite time frame to understand why such and such events take place it is therefore excusable to draw a moral purpose to which human laws may do. It represents divine law. Law is represented holding a double edged sword. Law must serve justice as well mercy.
All we could do is to do what is proper and right, everything being secondary to the humanness that describes you and me. If we frame laws Justice is tempered with Mercy since we know to be human is to err. We who are wise are connected to foolish and if we were to pay the fools by the same coin we are also setting the course for error. Of this I shall write in another post.
On a hot day in Denver, Colorado a friend entered the Chambers of Judge Ben Lindsey to find him sipping a cup of steaming cup of coffee. ‘Why don’t you try something cooling Judge? He asked ‘Have you ever tried chilled gin and ginger ale?’ To this Judge Lindsey replied, ‘but I’ve tried a lot of fellows who have.’
When Oliver Wendell Holmes was still in the US Supreme Court Bench, he and Justice Brandeis took walks every afternoon. On one of these occasions Holmes then 92, paused to gaze in frank admiration at a beautiful girl who passed them. He even turned to look at her as she continued down the street. Then turning to Brandeis he sighed, ‘Ah, what wouldn’t I give to be seventy again!’
Supreme Court Justice Hugo Black in his sixties was one of the most avid tennis players in Washington. ‘Don’t you think six sets of tennis in one day is too much for a man of 66?’ one of his friends asked him.
‘When I was 40,’replied Justice Black, ‘my doctors advised me that a man in his 40s shouldn’t play tennis. I heeded his advice carefully and could hardly wait until I reached 50 to start again.’
When a lawyer asked US Supreme Court Chief Justice John Marshall’s personal advice because he had reached ‘the acme of judicial distinction’ Marshall interrupted. He said, ‘Let me tell you what that means, young man. The acme of judicial distinction means the ability to look a lawyer straight in the eye for two hours and not hear a damned word he says.’ (quoted by Albert Beveridge)
CP Ramaswamy Iyer one of the most brilliant lawyers in India (and later a Dewan of the State of Travancore) declined an offer of a judgeship early in his career. When asked why he wrote to the Chief Justice that he preferred ‘to talk nonsense for a few hours each day rather than hear nonsense all day long.’
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The Unhappy Prince ©
It was a sight that hit whoever laid eyes on it. The statue of a prince sheathed in gold and many precious stones was a marvel. More marvelous was that there it stood for centuries, a ransom for an emperor unmolested, in the town Square. As I said no one on seeing it for the first time thought of anything other than beauty.
Who was that prince ? No one knew. It did not however stop the viewer from feeling uplifted by happiness of being alive. There was an inscription chiseled in marble and gilded and it read ART. In that town with strange spires and gargoyles spitting rain water the statue of a prince made art synonymous with the most noble sensation of happiness. The tradespeople basked under its spell; so did the town crier whose stentorian voice often made the hearts of people feel dread of some bad news coming to their happy shores. The prince was called with one voice the Happy Prince. He stood as symbol of their happy state.
Far North under a gelid sky the statue of the happy prince stood warming the cockles of the aliens and natives alike. Visiting embassies of kings, diplomats,- jesters in their caps and bells or in pinstripes made a detour without exception to the Square and there they stood lost in admiration before they presented their courtesies to the king.
The happy kingdom stood the test of time and stayed in perpetual happiness since the happy prince stood vigil as it were, over their weal.
Of course time brought certain changes in their lives. The town came under the rule of a town council and all the elders of the city unlike in the olden days were chosen by certain rules of the law and Law was the thing and not the people. Law stated progress was the right of the people so those who lived cheek by jowl with every one else took to find how far did their rights go. They had their home turf surveyed and fenced so their rights were guarded. Unlike in olden times neighbors came only by invitation and not by any feelings of sociability. Then came the officials by the order of the Council to give number to each house. Rights of the householder was reduced to a number.’ It makes the work of Mayor Swallow-Tail easier,’said the Mayors office. Soon every householder had to pay tax for the privilege of keeping his rights. ‘It makes the ‘Town Council function better with money in the coffers.’ said one statement issued like clockwork by the Mayor’s office. Progress meant better informed people.
One morning the Mayor passed through the Square and he had a shock of his life. There were puddles of water at the base of the statue. ‘What made the Prince unhappy?’ asked the Mayor. Same day he called for a meeting . The Council found the town finances were in arrears. Mayor Swallow- Tail wanted to know why the Works department was behind schedule.’ We should have completed the Trade and Commerce Pavilion two years ago. What is holding up?
‘Our coffers are empty’ said the treasurer appointed for that year.
‘We collect tax don’t we?’ asked the Mayor somewhat hot under the collar. Money became a topic that made him edgy and he had no way to cure it. One Councilor piped,’People are defaulting on their payments’. The Mayor was sure penal interest would deter them from treating matters of money casually. The town council went about a Collection drive that brought in some. Soon it was seen the statue was becoming shabbier by day. And by night.
The treasurer had a bright idea. ‘Why not tax the people for maintaining the statue to its proper glory?’ One Councilor pooh poohed it and said the Happy Prince was covered from time immemorial with pure beaten gold sheets. ‘Silver and precious stones adorn every available surface of the chain mail coat of the Prince. You want to gild the lily in his hands?’ The Mayor was stunned! He had never for a moment thought of the statue in terms of its parts. ‘Silver!’ The deputy Mayor who was on nodding acquaintance with the real Power nodded,’Yes Silver. Its worth beyond measure.
The Mayor wanted the worth of the Prince put down on the Official Register.
‘So long no one had thought the Prince in terms of money the councilors exclaimed in confusion.
‘Progress means paperwork.’ hollered the Mayor,
Yes, paperwork means an official Archives,’the deputy Mayor chimed in dutifully. He suggested that there ought to be a building for storing all the official records.
Then it was the question,’Is it wise to keep 5 million gold florins and 60 pence that was the official worth of the statue unprotected? The law of the town had clearly stated public property worth more than twenty florins should be locked and kept away for safekeeping. They were breaking law if the statue was left unattended. It agitated them and they had a great respect for law! The Council after deliberations took to vote and they passed a law that the statue would be moved to the bank vaults for safe keeping.
However before the law could be put into effect the Mayor found some miscreants had systematically stripped every precious metal from the statue. Not even a brass stud that cost two pence a piece was spared.
How did the happy Prince become Unhappy Prince?
Progress had seeped into every pore of the townsfolk and the statue had to pay the price for strange sensations that overwhelmed them. It was not happiness or art that moved them but the awful reality of defaulting on their tax obligations.
Law of their rights had in equal measure imposed on them their duties. In its equation art and happiness were too abstract and superfluous.
No wonder the statue of the prince looked in the vault more like a scarecrow and the officials from the Mayor’s office, who from time to time took inventory had to observe each time, ‘The unhappy Prince!’
(based on the Happy Prince by Oscar Wilde)
Reprinted from Elves Bells-ben4ben.wordpress.com
The New Jerusalem
Rev 21:10-14 And he carried me away in the Spirit to a mountain great and high, and showed me the Holy City, Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God. 11It shone with the glory of God, and its brilliance was like that of a very precious jewel, like a jasper, clear as crystal. 12It had a great, high wall with twelve gates, and with twelve angels at the gates. On the gates were written the names of the twelve tribes of Israel. vs.14The wall of the city had twelve foundations, and on them were the names of the twelve apostles of the Lamb.
In previous posts regarding the Church,whose builder is Jesus Christ, I had stated the churches of the world were built on Peter the Man. These carried the inherent flaws of man,-his pride, ambition, superficiality and guile. The story of Adam clearly shows how he was beguiled by Satan. He could not walk with God since he was afraid. Satan had deflected his mind first and thereafter his body also followed. It is the case with his churches. Adamic nature of man produced only divisions. His church and his city are not man made or on a rock that was half and half. Jesus expressed his will. (St.Matt 16:18-19,23)
Only that the Rock he had in mind had to be transformed as clear as crystal.
The vision of John the divine is after the similitude of man. So we need to see it as a narrative from the standpoint of Man.
The rock is like jaspar and as clear as crystal. Peter the man who minded the things of man has become jewel and do mind the things of God.
The Scriptures is like a play where God Holy Spirit and Man hold the stage of eternity at any time or age. There are exits and entrances for angels prophets, kings of the world. Parts are written for women,wicked and good alike. Notwithstanding such a cast plays subordinate role to the Triune God.
Good theater is when the personages that make up the cast carry the story forward. This way each of us is part and parcel of it.
We see God in the Old Testament as the Judge beginning with the calling of Abraham out of Canaan:Jerusalem was the visible center of His people where law and its obedience instilled in people to make a distinction of godly and gentile peoples. Law in itself didn’t make any one perfect but gave the people of God a context and a standing in reference to Him.
Second Act begins with the Advent of Christ. In sending the Son God made man to live and walk under grace. There was a kind of freedom that made people fall on Him than on dead works of Law. Both are for Adamic man and the only difference implied is in the way he viewed Law: law written on stone tablets were inward and on his will to fulfill the requirements of Law. On the other hand man under grace relied on His mercy and His Will. With the outpouring of Holy Spirit (revelation) focus on Man becomes clearer. He is of the House of God and the people would see God among them.
Raison d’etre of churches of the world holds such a fellowship as the bedrock but in practice churches have proved to be the biggest recruiting centers for Satan. A simple example of Catholic Church would suffice. With such rampant child abuse does Vatican do the one thing that is needed? Disband all her hierarchical pomp and circumstance to make bishops truly shepherds of the flock and oversee their parishes accountable to their wards? Vatican is an amalgam of State and Church that has got her arithmetic wrong. In matters of Church they have applied cold logic of a state protecting its instruments of power. In matters of State they acquiesced and diluted or misplaced the very principles of Christ, in securing advantage for her See. Thus the Church survived in the Nazi Germany and during the time of Franco.
Can State and Church co-exist? The New Jerusalem shall be a proof that nothing is impossible for God. The New Jerusalem will have Children of Israel, nations and those who are washed by His blood.God and Church of Christ make State and Church as one. The Millennium vision of the Prophet (Isa.11:6-9) speak of Lamb and the wolf coexisting. God the Judge and the Church of Christ shall be one House.
The New Jerusalem is unlike the old where so much blood has been shed. In 70AD the Imperial Rome defiled the city of Peace. Many wars fought there since that time make it unfit for the work of Christ who is also called the Prince of Peace. I did not see a temple in the city, because the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb are its temple.
Here we have revelation and work where the Church minds the things of God.
The fellow who by sweat and tears in the end reaches a key position to steal the company wholesale. He goes to Lichestein and dreads the day the kingdom changes its tax haven status. Whileone who never did a day’s honest work floats a pyramid scheme and makes off with it to a rogue nation. He gets instantly a celebrity status. His loot by a special Presidential decree is free from any taint.
Moral: Thieves stick together and even their law knows which side is more crooked than the other.