Friday, February 19, 2010

For Wade: A Theological Discussion of Love

So I have not written in a while, and Mr. Mollison recommended I returned to my craft, blog writing that is. So I am.
A lot of real, and intense things have been happening in my life lately. There has been some major messups in the past weeks, but we will leave that for the secret corridors of my mind where hey can drive me crazy me and tell me I look fat in those pants. Instead I am going to write about theology. That is my major, and also a subject that leaves me with wonderful, haunting and real questions. I met up with a fancy lady yesterday, Erin Beary, who works at Campus Ministry at Seattle University. We sat and had a great theological/religious debate. Just like they used to do back in Jesus' time-but without the crucifying or feet washing or general weird smells that were probably pretty prevalent in the ancient Mediterranean. We did on the other hand exorcise seven demons out of Erin, but that's a different story.

So here are some of the questions we debated:

I recently have read this article by a priest named Michael Himes- a great article. He talks about God in terms of this Greek word agape. Which most closely means "self-gift." God is this "self-gift" love, a type of love that asks for nothing in return. He writes (referencing the Gospels), "Rather, it says that God is love. Love, however, is not the name of a person or an agent, but of a relationship. It is more like an action than an agent." So God is love? I believe in love. Do I therefore believe in God? No, it's a trick. And modern theologians do this all time. They say God is love, and then they kind of say this love is shown through the relationship of Father-Son-Holy Spirit. (Which is way harder to understand). But theologians use this idea of love to explain everything-which actually sounds pretty great sometimes.
Himes writes:

If that is true then it is also the answer to that whopping good question that students seem so often to ask and that Martin Heidegger maintained was the origin of metaphysics: why is there being rather than nothing? The Christian response to that question is based on its fundamental claim about the Mystery that lies at the heart of all that exists. Christianity answers that the reason that there is something rather than nothing is that it is loved. All that exists is loved into being. All that exists, everything as well as everyone.

And this sounds good- so good in fact, that it makes me think I believe in this God. But just for a second. Then I remember what they are asking me to believe. That something, be it love, created the world, and has the power to do that. It has some sort of conscience and actively created the world. And as much as they can try to take away the personal elements of God-it is fundamental to Christianity, Judaism and Islam as well. God is personal: God talks, listens, and does tangible things according to believers. They use personal pronouns: him, or he to describe God. That to me, is waaaaay different than the action of love. What they believe in is a divine personal being, up in heaven: creating, watching, deciding.

I cannot deny however that I do believe there is a force in the world, a connecting force..maybe from the sheer fact that we all are made from the same matter. We have the same parts inside us, we all were once part of a star. But that does not mean that there is a unifying, controlling, knowing divinity orchestrating our world. It is cool to believe that you tapped into that when you wished (prayed) for rain, for your grandma to get better , or for your girlfriend not to leave. But the fact is, that way of thinking is very dangerous theologically. Why would God help you do that double-axel at the Olympics but allow thousands of people to die in Haiti? Does God love ice-skating more than Haitians?

What about when I read tarot, or want to still believe there are fairies in secret gardens? It is hard to give up the idea of magic. That something or someone can bend Newton's laws of motion and gravity. That time can stop, that horses can fly, and things we have never seen happen, happen. I am a college, soon to be graduate. I can not be logical in all my other thinking,... and then some how think I have the ability to predict the future. (Which I kind of think I can ..hmm does Miss Cleo ring a bell?)

YET the world is freeing and wonderful when God does not exist. There is no big brother watching and judging your moves, there is no conflict with science in terms of things being made versus evolving, and you do not have to worry about the question of evil... God is not letting evil things happen, because there is no God.

The world is still growing and evolving. There are earthquakes and tsunamis. We screw up the planet and it reacts, it is living and breathing. God will NOT come down and save us all at the last minute. We can create real change through our own actions and thoughts-not through waiting for God to help us. There is no second coming of Christ, we do not have to repent for God's sake..there is no purgatory, heaven or hell. But there is love, and it is transformative, wonderful, healing, fragile, and tough as nails. Love is my god, God is not love. And that is the difference.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Motivation Met(d)al Please

So I have so much to do...but instead I am laying in bed writing this blog. God I'm so productive. If there was a medal for most productive citizen- I'd get it. And I would wear it everyday and it wouldn't be ironic or anything, it would probably help motivate me to be actually productive. It would be like giving President Obama the nobel peace prize. I think someone should give me this medal, stat.
Things I need to do:
Finally cancel our old internet
Read like 10 books for a paper on a really obscure theologian
Do some bullshit one page write ups
paint my nails
make tea
work out (hahaha)
go to the doctor
pay some bills
watch open mic night at the HopVine
watch more of the final season of the L word
watch myself only do the fun things on the list and neglect all the real things

Damn it. Okay I'm going to try today. I swear.

Monday, November 16, 2009

Night Hawk & Jelly Cats

So- New Blog Same Antics. Last time I was writing a blog was when I was in Belize City and had really life changing profound things to say. Now I think it is just an other activity, among my list of many, to do when I should be doing something else.
This Blog will be dedicated to living in the IHOPP-International House of Pretty People
Working for SU Public Safety- where I am an All Star and Night Hawk Driver
Times of Cross Fading
Religious Inquires
My holy Experiences with various Asian Cuisines
and other ridiculous tidbits about things I enjoy.
First Item on the list is Jelly Cats:
In the beginning, I was confused. Or shall I say, somewhat scared. My roommate Vera, told me she was starting a stuffed animal collection, and my face= WTF?
She even posted a Craig's list add saying she was a young stuffed animal collector looking for a jump start. She got a response from someone saying they had a money turtle, a stuffed animal turtle with a money sign on its back, and they were willing to give up.
Things got weirder when we went to ikea, and Vera bought two of the same exact stuffed animal cats (pictured on the right). I didn't get it. Why? And why two?
Then I started to understand, it was the ridiculousness of them, the fact that they are ugly and cheap and everything she loves about modern American products made for mass consumption. But also Jakob, my Swedish roommate, and Vera cuddle them like babies and kind of slightly worship them in a weird way. So I think it is about the kitsch-ness, but also it is about some childhood issues they both share. Oh and they are named the Jelly Cats because Jakob has a Swedish cat stuffed animal upstairs, named Jellly Cat. Also they sell jelly at ikea and they are from ikea. And it is just funny. Say it. Jelly Cat. It's probably one of the weirdest combination of two words.
On to the Night Hawk:
So I drive a shuttle/taxi service for my university. The name of the service, the Night Hawk. Sounds more menacing than safe. The beautiful image above is the Night Hawk Logo. This job allows me for either 6 hour or 8 hour shifts drive the incredibly engaging students of SU to various beer pong and vodka chugging events. The occasional trip to Blockbuster for a Rom-Com is also included. Honestly though, it has given me the chance to make some amazing mix CDs - and learn about some great new music from Seattle's KEXP. It is basically 6 hours dedicated to me listening to music, speaking in code on a walkie talkie, and taking lots of cigarette breaks. All in all not a bad job. Just again, completely ridiculous.
Lastly-Jade Garden and Purple Dot Cafe
These two little treasures are amazing Chinese Dim Sum restaurants in the International District. I want to go to there all day, every day. Such good food, always hot and flavorful and Asian. The ID is my new favorite place to be. We went to karaoke at Bush Gardens followed by amazing chinese at Jade Garden this past Friday night. This was then followed by a friend Sean, stealing a live crab from the restaurant and taking it into the cab with us. So, great Friday night. Oh yeah, then I woke up in the morning with Chinese left overs in the fridge and a dead crab in the freezer. Perfection.