I’m a terrible philosopher and by no means a theologian, but there has been one thought rolling around in my head for a few months, and I’m not sure where to take it other than this:
I think, that when practiced humbly and in it’s most true form, Christianity is a truly culturally restorative religion.
People go back and forth all the time. It’s judgmental, it’s the people that are judgmental. It’s socially irrelevant, vs it’s totally relevant. So on and so forth: whether this particular body of spiritual followers are anti-culture, counter-culture, or a part of culture is a hot issue. Sure, it can and often is practiced in wrong ways (Jesus Camp, anyone?), but I beg to argue that this is our fault. We are judgmental, hurtful, manipulative, broken. Not the religion. Not Christ.
Being a terrible philosopher who is by no means a theologian and consequently a pretty confused Christian, I can’t make statements about what I would like to see out of the Christian community, or how I would like to see it. I can only speak for myself. And what I want to see more of out of myself is respect and understanding, a stronger social conscience, and more concerted efforts to become involved in culture- not just that of my town, home city, or nation, but globally. And hopefully in doing so, I can contribute to the restoration of our world, of our cultures, that I think my faith system is really all about.
Joan Marter in Negotiating Abstraction: Lee Krasner, Mercedes Carles Matter and the Hoffmann Years.
Lee Krasner was so excellent.
Ann Gibson, “Lee Krasner and Women’s Innovations in American Abstract Painting.” Women’s Art Journal.
Ridiculous. I’m so glad I don’t live in the 1950s.
- Me: Mom! I got an A on my eulogy for Dobby!
- My Mom: Rock on you adorable orator! ;-)
- Oh my. I love my Mom : )
Ahora te Puedes Marchar (again), only black coffee, Wednesday night spontaneity, being the listening ear…thrice, fancy words (like thrice), sneezing animals, back in classes, beautiful weather, pleasure reading for the first time in who knows when, music for the soul, granny squares, sewing plans, drawings, thinking about making more sketchbooks, a successful informative speech, being calm for once to being peacefully drained (what a new sensation), head about to explode after six hour long algebra marathons, function machines and domain buckets, being promoted from ukulele novice to intermediate, tweeting off the wazoo, library time, being too ambitious, tom thumb, tom thumb, tom thumb (aka, committee, t-shirt design, and learning i’m actually running the bakesale??), drawing class…yeah. I think that’s about enough for now. Oh, and how could I forget: Rebecca Black.
It’s been over a week of mostly Black Keys, Dr. Dog, some Juanes, Mumford and Sons, and Atmosphere. (and maybe some ukulele Rebecca Black…)
What are you listening to?
While researching the delectable luncheon meat, I came accross these two gems:
Pink beefy temptress
I can no longer remain
The color of Spam
Is natural as the sky:
A block of sunrise
Pink beefy temptress? How could anyone resist that??
I just went to type something into my search bar, and the history of most-recently searched items struck me as an oddly humorous mix. So, what do my most recent search items say about me:
- Spam luncheon meat
- The Horse Fair Rosa Bonheur
- Christian Hipster
- Rihanna Umbrella ukulele tab
- sneezing horse
- y u no tumbl