Remember those rude Frenchmen in Monty Python and the Holy Grail, yelling at the English knnnnn-igts? Or something every English language student comes up across at some point, pronouncing fight like fig-t and might like mig-t? Continue reading “on the germanic roots of certain english words”
on the craziness of the bible
I’ve written previously about what makes the Bible speak so truly. It is a book of hope, a love letter from God, a brutally honest assessment of the way we are as people.
But there is another characteristic of the Bible which seems overlooked.
It’s a fundamentally crazy book. Continue reading “on the craziness of the bible”
on being happy
We should gladly accept good things when they come, but don’t let them make you forget where the fountain of happiness is.
Good things, good people, good jobs, good moments come and go. If they don’t go they will change. And during that change they will definitely disappoint you along the way. Continue reading “on being happy”
on lessons learned
Some things I learned this past year:
• The importance of empathy cannot be overstated. Uncaring cold-heartedness, bullying and generally being a shithead can be cured in part by putting yourself in someone else’s shoes. Continue reading “on lessons learned”
homeric melodrama
When in the line of cruel battle
When the anguish and the fear and the cries to gods rise up
When the spears shatter and the knees buckle and the bowels loosen
When the ground is mud beneath and the longing comes to dig down and sleep and rest from sorrowful war
The man may stand and shout loud defiance
But when cruel battle continues its push
When companions turn and flee
When the man in an instant can suffer no more
And forgetting all pride he begs the bright gods with tears
No more, please no more
Will he turn, will he flee through the mud beneath?
Will his buckling knees carry him past the shattered spears and anguished cries?
Will the gods and companions call this man a coward
Who stands no more than he can
And flees and cries only when his warlike spirit has also fled
In the line of cruel battle?
Would that some god come and stand
In place of the man who flees and cries
Who speaks winged words instead of shaming and
Who wins the victory when none is deserved
When a man flees in the line of cruel battle.
on godly jobs
It’s probably true to say that in church circles, the sacred enjoys a premium over the profane. I’ve heard more than a few people express the thought that pastoring or ministry or even bible study leading is a higher calling than playing music, setting up and welcoming.
Non-Christians seem to think we think this too, and maybe it’s because we privilege church-speak and hyper-spirituality over more mundane things such as getting to know people, social justice and caring for the poor. Recently when I objected to what people were talking about during a wedding I was at, my friend thought my objections were based on the fact that not enough people were talking Jesus-talk and sprouting halos (when in fact my objection was based on the fact that everybody in the congregation was so sickeningly successful and not enough of them were telling fart jokes). Continue reading “on godly jobs”
on being nice
Recently I watched a Chinese soap opera portraying a spoiled little imperial prince. He treated all the servants like dirt and had no respect for his elders’ authority. I was thinking how different he is from kids in our era, who are expected to be nice and multicultural and polite. But then I thought it must’ve been because these princes were raised for a specific purpose: their education consisted in how to rule the kingdom and stay alive. Their education had nothing to do with getting along with other people. They literally had no reason to be nice.
Which made me think back to my niceness vs kindness debate, which I’ve briefly touched on before. Why are we nice? Is niceness for its own sake worth it? Often we are nice because, let’s face it, you won’t get far in life if everyone hates you. Continue reading “on being nice”
on small dreams
“When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up childish ways. For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face.” – 1 Cor 13:11-12
I’ve been thinking recently about the Bible’s promises of inheritance. If I (alongside all Christians) am co-heir of Christ, the image of the invisible God, firstborn of creation, king of all creation, then all his riches, his grace, his righteousness are mine. That’s a sweet deal.
Then why does life still feel decidedly unawesome? Continue reading “on small dreams”
on being content
“I have learned the secret of being content in any and very situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through him who gives me strength.” – Philippians 4:11-13
Recently two things have been on my mind: what it means to be free, and why is it that certain sins seem perfectly acceptable to certain quarters of Christianity. I won’t go at length about how both have played out in my head but here’s how I think they’re linked.
The key to freedom is being content. Freedom from wanting more and more is not gained by getting stuff, but to finally take a step back and say that’s enough, I’ll enjoy what I have. The same applies to jobs, popularity, experiences in life – get while you can but at some point you realise that the desire for more will not be satisfied by getting stuff. Continue reading “on being content”
on the binding of isaac
I remember talking with my sister not too long ago about the story of Abraham and Isaac. There have been a few notable reflections on it in the past few years in pop culture, including the videogame The Binding of Isaac and the recent song Abraham’s Daughter.
We both agreed that yes it is true, the story is bizarre, barbaric even. But it makes no sense only outside of its biblical context. Continue reading “on the binding of isaac”
Remember, My Lord 