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The_Old_Maid
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Well, I don’t know any reason why the voice of an archangel or the last trumpet would not be literal. The resurrection from the dead is literal.
Now literalistic is more like this: Psalms 50:10 says that God owns the cattle of 1,000 hills. The literalistic interpretation would be either that there are only 1,000 hills or that God doesn’t own the cattle on hill number 1,001.
In like manner, I have heard people say in all seriousness that Christ cannot return at night, or in a clear sky because those are not a day with clouds in the sky, and Christ departed into the sky into the clouds. Therefore it would not be in like manner as He left!
Someone asked how long the resurrection would take? C.S. Lewis had an interesting take on this:
This part of the adventure was the only one which seemed rather like a dream at the time and rather hard to remember properly afterward. Especially, one couldn’t say how long it had taken. Sometimes it seemed to have lasted only a few minutes, but at others it felt as if it might have gone on for years. Obviously, unless either the Door had grown very much larger or the creatures had suddenly grown as small as gnats, a crowd like that couldn’t ever have tried to get through it. But no one thought about that sort of thing at the time.
(“The Last Battle”)
Now literalistic is more like this: Psalms 50:10 says that God owns the cattle of 1,000 hills. The literalistic interpretation would be either that there are only 1,000 hills or that God doesn’t own the cattle on hill number 1,001.
In like manner, I have heard people say in all seriousness that Christ cannot return at night, or in a clear sky because those are not a day with clouds in the sky, and Christ departed into the sky into the clouds. Therefore it would not be in like manner as He left!
Someone asked how long the resurrection would take? C.S. Lewis had an interesting take on this:
This part of the adventure was the only one which seemed rather like a dream at the time and rather hard to remember properly afterward. Especially, one couldn’t say how long it had taken. Sometimes it seemed to have lasted only a few minutes, but at others it felt as if it might have gone on for years. Obviously, unless either the Door had grown very much larger or the creatures had suddenly grown as small as gnats, a crowd like that couldn’t ever have tried to get through it. But no one thought about that sort of thing at the time.
(“The Last Battle”)