1. It struck me today, how odd and fragile life is. As I was returning home from a memorial at church, my roommate was just getting home from a wedding. The celebration of a life just past and the celebration of new life created by the union of two people. Both of these are celebrated everyday.
2. I have been studying Liberation theology this semester. From my readings I have a renewed sense of how much I have, although be American standards I may only have meager means. Every dollar I spend is taking on more meaning. I know I have too many pairs of shoes in the closet, even though I just gave six pairs away. I was happy that my husband gave a local homeless man $3 in response to a request for help as we walked by last night; it made the $5 sandwich we had gone out to get for dinner feel like a feast! I shutter to think that what I spend in a week (even though it is not much) is equal to what some people make in year. How do they survive the lack? How do we survive the guilt? How can we do it differently?
3. I have to preach next week, what should I preach on?
4. I would rather be growing food in this 90 degree heat, than writing Hebrew Bible, theology, pastoral care, and ethics papers--it just seems, well, more real even if I only grow enough for family and friends. That seems more ethical in the light of the global food crisis, which is merely a crisis of hoarding and transportation than an actual lack of food.
5. Finally I saw "sicko" and was heartened to hear someone saying that we do have the money to provide care to all Americans, we just lack the will. I was heartened to hear someone saying that democracy is in opposition to capitalism with fosters corporatism. But I was disheartend to recall that my step father was only one of 18,000 to die each year because they lack health care.
6. my heart both breaks and breathes again when I think about the wider world beyond my region; a world so vast and diverse I cannot comprehend it.
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