Bernhoft - C’mon Talk. Sick-nasty.
Never Stop Becoming
Love by Assata Shakur
“Love is contraband in Hell,
Cause love is an acid
That eats away bars.
But me, you, and tomorrow
Hold hands and make vows,
That struggle will multiply.
A hacksaw has two blades.
A shotgun has two barrels.
We are pregnant with freedom.
We are a conspiracy.”
May very well be the most beautiful thing I’ve ever read.
Christianity in Crisis (article in Newsweek. I liked it.)
“This Christianity comes not from the head or the gut, but from the soul. It is as meek as it is quietly liberating. It does not seize the moment; it lets it be. It doesn’t seek worldly recognition, or success, and it flees from power and wealth. It is the religion of unachievement. And it is not afraid. In the anxious, crammed lives of our modern twittering souls, in the materialist obsessions we cling to for security in recession, in a world where sectarian extremism threatens to unleash mass destruction, this sheer Christianity, seeking truth without the expectation of resolution, simply living each day doing what we can to fulfill God’s will, is more vital than ever. It may, in fact, be the only spiritual transformation that can in the end transcend the nagging emptiness of our late-capitalist lives, or the cult of distracting contemporaneity, or the threat of apocalyptic war where Jesus once walked. You see attempts to find this everywhere—from experimental spirituality to resurgent fundamentalism. Something inside is telling us we need radical spiritual change.”
Homosexuality and the Bible
Here’s part of a written debate that is currently taking place. It’s quite interesting. I’m still looking into it, but thought I’d share this in case anyone else is interested. Honestly didn’t realize there was a totally affirming view of homosexuality within parts of the Church.
The Migrant Worker
The article “When a Stranger Resided With You” off of the Project on Lived Theology website and this video (which you’ll see if you click on the heading and is really enlightening), both individually and together, have made me begin thinking about the plight of the migrant worker. People (or maybe just me) always complain about the consumer culture of America and how it exploits minorities and lower classes in the hopes to save a buck, and this again just brings this to my mind. However, I’ve also been thinking, everyone complains, people need to start thinking of solutions. I’ve determined this to be my new habit to form and skill to develop: better thinking through all angles of problems in order to develop solutions (that is my major after all). I think that this is critical in this situation and, perhaps, my major can help! With my career goals as they are, I’d been thinking about Room to Read or well supplies for Charity Water or something as a Supply Chain I might like to work with in the future, but I think this could be even better! If someone could find a way to increase efficiencies in such a way to reduce costs more, and could also find a way to convince people that humans are humans and to take what savings they are to better the livelihood of these workers who create the world that we enjoy, maybe a difference could be made! Or maybe this is my naivete shining bright as it does and has been a lot lately. But it’s something I’ve been turning over in my mind a lot recently: to find a REAL solution that can be worked with in order to solve such a prevalent yet unacknowledged problem. That would be cool. “You must be the change you wish to see in the world”, right? Perhaps America and it’s people (myself included) should begin living this way. It’s got to start somewhere after all!
Just a few quotes and lyrics that I like a lot lately.
“When you want to succeed as badly as you want to breathe, you’ll be successful.”
“Abu Ben Adhem, may his tribe increase
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
And saw within in the moonlight of his room,
An angel writing in a book of gold.
“What writest thou?”, Ben Adhem said.
The vision slowly raised its head,
And with one look of sweet accord
Answered, “The name of those who love the Lord.”
“And is mine one?”
“Nay, not so.”
“I pray the, thou, put me down as one who loves his fellow man.”
The angel wrote and vanished
The next night it appeared again,
With a great awakening light, to read the names which love of God had blessed
And lo, Ben Adhem’s name led all the rest.”
“I was told to find Jesus
in a stained glass church
where the light shines red like blood
but the eyes of his children
were so bitterly burned
that I could not stand to look at them
when he finally came to visit me
he was dressed in the rags of poverty”
-Noah Gunderson “Fire”
“Now I saw a friend of mine, the other day,
And he told me that my eyes were gleamin’.
Oh I said I’d been away, and he knew…
Oh he knew the depths I was meanin’.
And it felt so good to see his face,
All the comfort invested in my soul,
Oh to feel the warmth, of his smile,
When he said, ‘I’m happy to have you home’.”
-Ben Howard “Keep Your Head Up”
In lieu of studying.. Ellie Golding covered Jose Gonzalez’s “Heartbeats”. It’s quite soothing.