Paul Tillich’s notion of faith, as described in The Dynamics of Faith, is used, which I approve

In the course of a long life in the service of our Mother th e Church, let me tell you that there is one sin I have come to fear above all others. Certainty. Certainty is the great enemy of unity. Certainty is the deadly enemy of tolerance. Even Christ was not certain at the end.

“My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” He cried out in His agony at the ninth hour on the cross. Our faith is a living thing precisely because it walks hand in hand with doubt. If there was only certainty, and if there was no doubt, there would be no mystery, and therefore no need for faith. Let us pray that God will grant us a Pope who doubts. Let Him grant us a Pope who sins and asks for forgiveness. And carries on

7/10

He has made us competent as ministers of a new covenant—not of the letter but of the Spirit; for the letter kills, but the Spirit gives life.

~ 2 Corinthians 3:6

Fun musical movie, perfect for the Christmas season. It looks gorgeous—stop-motion with a kind of puppetry and everything is extremely well made. Not just the set design, but the composition as well.

If there’s something deeper to say about it thematically, it might be a critique of reductionism: one can understand all the elements of a greater concept and still fail to grasp it, because sometimes the whole is more than the sum of its parts. 8/10

Very unique movie. How many movies or stories in general do you know that take place 80,000 years ago, when we humans were still “half-apes”? Such a unique concept: a tribe of early humans that doesn’t know how to make fire and for whom fire is holy. When their fire goes out, they have to go on a quest to find new fire for their tribe.

It has to be said that this story is fiction, who knows if it really happened like that, but it’s certainly fun to think this is how it might have happened. One way I like to think about the movie is as a journey showing how humans evolved: how different techniques are incorporated from other tribes, how new things are learned throughout the journey, and so on. 8/10

As in silence I vigorously pursued my quest, inarticulate sufferings of my heart were loudly pleading for your mercy. You knew what I endured; no human being knew. How little of it my tongue could put into words for the ears of my closest friends! Neither the time nor my powers of speech were sufficient to tell them of the full tumult of my soul. But all of it came to your hearing, how ‘I roared from the groaning of my heart, and my desire was before you, and the light of my eyes was not with me’ (Ps. 37: 9–11). That was inward, while I was still in externals.12 It was not in a place; but I was fixing my attention on things contained in space, and there I found no place to rest in, nor did those external things receive me so that I could say ‘It is enough and it is well’. Nor did they allow me to return where it was enough and well for me. I was superior to these external objects but inferior to you, and you are my true joy if I submit to you, and you have made subject to me what you created to be lower than me.

~ Saint Augustine, Confession, VI (17-19)