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Are human beings simply a collection of body parts?

There is nothing simple about Bl. John Paul II’s writings, and yet, his work collectively called the Theology of the Body offers a remarkable chance to reflect on the unique creation that is man. In modern culture, we see humanity reduced to a collection of parts (a lung to transplant, a womb to be rented) or as an instrument to be used (for lust or for slavery.) The human body has become “treachery”, as George Orwell notes in 1984, not a beautifully rendered creation. John Paul II:

There is a deep connection between the mystery of creation, as a gift springing from love, and that beatifying “beginning” of the existence of man as male and female, in the whole truth of their body and their sex, which is the pure and simple truth of communion between persons. When the first man exclaimed, at the sight of the woman: “This is bone of my bones, and flesh of my flesh” (Gn 2:23), he merely affirmed the human identity of both. Exclaiming in this way, he seems to say: here is a body that expresses the person!

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  1. Have you read "These Beautiful Bones" by Emily Stimpson? It's a new book that I think you would enjoy based on your post! She takes a look at the Theology of the Body as it relates to daily life and examines the physical side of taking care of the body, which is our spiritual home on earth. http://j.mp/IhyoSD

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  2. No! I'll put it on my reading list; thanks, Lyn!

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