I will grant here that, yes, there is a difference, but I refuse to divulge my opinion if one is better than the other.
MY DEAR BROTHER,
Well, in all truth, your atheist icon pretty much gives your little secret away.
What a tragedy!--being so suave, sophisticated, worldly, and urbane on the one hand, and so lacking in meaningful--i.e., Godly--wisdom, faith, knowledge, and, most importantly, humility, on the other. These two character traits cancel each other out and leave you a cypher. You are created capable of so much better!
Anyway, "coincidentally", i just came across the following quote from Gerald G. May, M.D.'s book ADDICTION AND GRACE" (so sorry it is a bit more than the 3 sentences you generously allotted me a while back!):
"Someone may teach me a meditation technique that will help ease some of the symptoms of my stress addiction. That this technique may come from a spiritual tradition and involves spiritual images does not make it spiritual for me. It becomes truly spiritual only when my effort is consecrated to Love and not just dedicated to lowering my blood pressure or the acidity of my stomach. Authentic asceticism is not a collection of practices or insights. It is a condition of the heart. With the willing consecration of the heart, any activity, however mundane, can become ascetic. Without consecration, no activity, however spiritual it may appear, is truly ascetic.
"In the beginning, we will not understand the full meaning of consecration. Perhaps, in this life, we never will. Nor will we comprehend the ups and downs, the joys and agonies of the journey that must follow. And certainly we will be unable to grasp the overarching cosmic meaning of our small assent, the joy it gives to God, the deepening love it will bring to humanity, the universal covenant it has enriched. We may not have any idea that consecration means encounter with spaciousness, that an unconditioned reality awaits our conditioned mind. But our yes comes from some taste, some bare recollection of all these things. We intuitively know it has something to do with home. There is love in it and hope. We feel a small breeze of freedom. And in the tiny space our heart can prayerfully say "yes."
In order to keep this a gentlemanly conversation, I do ask that that you keep my mother out of it.
Well, i am guessing that your mom did quite well carrying out her God-given task of giving you life, nurturing that precious life, and equipping you to do battle with the insane world surrounding you. However, it is God alone Who can finish the process in each one of us, and mold us into what He created us--through the instrument of our parents--to be . . . . instruments of Love created in His Image and Likeness.
Whether you like it or not, God loves you dearly and, trust me, He is not through with you yet.
Touchée, you brave christian soldier!
How i do indeed greatly and fervently wish that that appellation was accurate!
GOD'S PEACE AND LOVE TO YA!
ABBA'S FOOL,
ephraim