Willy-nilly

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Into this Universe, and Why not knowing  Nor Whence, like Water willy-nilly flowing;  And out of it, as Wind along the Waste,  I know not Whither, willy-nilly blowing. Stanza XXXII of “Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam” by Edward Fitzgerald (1809–1883)

Recent Books by Theological Liberals

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“The Errancy of Inerrancy”

“New Bible Deconstructionary”

“Quarrel Majority: Schismatic Evangelicals and the Schismatic Movement”

“The ‘God is Dead’ Movement Is Alive”

“Unitarianism: A Religion for Atheists With Children”

“Declaring War On Complementerrorism”

“The Low-Down on Higher Criticism:

“Critical Mass: The World Has Enough Catholics Already”

“For I Don’t Know The Plans I Have For You: The Openness of God”

“Relativism Is Always True”

  • (ht: BN and “Off The Record”, Wheaton College, Vol 1, No 1, 2005)

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