Pneumatology, on the other hand, is very, very heavy. It is like a dull, throbbing pain behind one's eyesockets, pulsing Trinitarianally.
Pulse...
Pulse...
Pulse...
The second pulse is one pulse with two natures (homoousios) without confusion, without change, without division, without separation; the distinction of the natures being in no way annulled by the union, but rather the characteristics of each nature being preserved and coming together to form one pulse.
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment