The Man Who Was Thursday

Today I finished a book by G.K. Chesterson called "The Man Who Was Thursday" and I would encourage you to get a copy either from your dad (if he has a library :) That's how I got it!) or get it from the library. It's a little bit hard to understand it all, but I was able to learn a lot even though it's not strictly spiritual. Here are just a couple of things that I learned while reading the book. There is one part in the book, I don't want to give to much up, but all these men are discussing what they think about this certain person, and the main character gives this statement;

"When if first saw (blank) I only saw his back; and when I saw his back, I knew he was the worst man in the world. His neck and shoulders were brutal, like those of some apish god. His head had a stoop of an ox. In fact, I had at once the revolting fancy that this was not a man at all, but a beast dressed up in men's clothes... And then a queer thing happened. I had seen his back from the street, as he sat on the balcony. Then I entered the hotel, and coming around the other side of him, saw his face in the sunlight. His face frightened me, as is did everyone; but not because it was brutal, not because it was evil. On the contrary, it frightened me because it was so beautiful, because it was so good."

When I read this I thought about God. How people hate God or the idea of a God because of how things seem to be, not as they are. But those who see his face (those who are saved) really see who God is!

P.S. I read the afterward, and one thing that I thought was really cool was that when his wife was asked who had converted her to catholicism, she said, "the devil" . :)

P.P.S. We're going to try to get up the video this week of the performance! Be looking!

-Kole