I have nothing remarkable to divulge today. I just feel the need to write because it’s been awhile. Things have been fairly low-key as of late.
I had a pretty good weekend – my relationship status notwithstanding. I’ve been feeling wickedly lonely the last couple of days But other than that, I’m surviving.
I got a lot of work done Saturday, and had a good time at church yesterday. We did an interactive reading of some passages in Luke (I did the reading for the angel Gabriel). ‘Twas cool – except that my mic wasn’t working in the second service! No fear, though, I have a booming voice when I want to, so I just projected, and my back-row friends said they heard me just fine
I’m in a very malleable place emotionally, so I’m still soaking up a lot of stuff in my readings. Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about the nature of God (specifically Jesus) and whether or not he needs to be God in order for this whole “salvation of the world” thing to work out.
Also, my view of the Bible has changed drastically over the last couple of years . . . but lest I lose any respect for the (authentic) text, I’ve decided to start a good book from a theologian I respect tremendously: N.T. Wright’s “The Last Word”. It’s really interesting so far. He seems to see beyond both modern and postmodern understandings, and attempts to argue for a culturally transcendent understanding, while at the same time trying to engage the unique 21st Century questions about what it means to be a sincere follower of Jesus. Profound.
Sometimes I fear that I’m getting SO wrapped up in all these cognitive pursuits, that I’m neglecting the real life needs of those in the world less fortunate than I (e.g., I haven’t gotten a good update on the situation in Darfur in well over a couple of weeks). Eesh. But then again, I still manage to cry at all the images of beauty I see in the “mundane” things (like completely sobbing during church, or while watching “Superman Returns” (don’t ask!)), so I suppose my heart is still engaged in the world. Good thing.
I do wonder why we tend to go through these strange phases of inward and outward concerns in our spiritual journeys? Very strange . . .
Anyway, I need to get back to pretending I’m doing work