The truth is the truth. Some people get it. Some people don't. Just like some people get Quentin Tarantino, some get the Sopranos, some get Bob Dylan and some get Picasso. Most of us only half get it at best. And who does and who doesn't get it and how much any of us really gets it changes over time.
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Disneyland. For whatever reason, very uncrowded. Lisa and I on a boat in Pirates (years before Johnny Depp found his way there).
Watching the animatronics when the attraction was quiet (the skeletons), not such a big deal...
But then the room when the song starts up in earnest... "Yo ho yo ho..." Spectacle. Energy. Ingenuity. Semblance of enthusiasm. But no one is on the boats in front of or behind us. When we passed through, no one would be in that room. No one watching, but those figures keep singing and moving. The hint of sadness as the spectacle continues and no one is there to enjoy it.
Maybe that sort of thing is about as close as I get to 'traditional' apologetics.
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