confined by my senses
I think I've missed out by growing up as a city girl. Went to Agricola, MS today for my great uncle's birthday. They have this beautiful buzillion acre farm with fields and forests and ponds and creeks. I never knew what I was missing without a four wheeler in my life. Wow. Tree in your way? Run over it.
Church in Mobile today for the first time. I liked the sermon but the music wasn't so great. The church was one of those six flags over Jesus places...good for what it is, but not my style. The preacher said several things that I really appreciated, things that I know deep down but need to hear in a new way every now and then. He said that having faith isn't about believing in a set of beliefs.
I've had a couple conversations lately about how being in school for experimental psychology might contradict my faith, or vice versa. I felt like I got a little bit defensive during the first conversation, which is funny because I honestly don't feel like I have anything to be defensive about. The thing is, to me, they're not separate or opposing forces. We're in this perpetual misunderstanding because, for you, science and its methods are bigger than faith. Faith is the result of human behavior, our innate need to find comfort in a higher power and a way to understand the world. But to me, God is bigger than life. Yes, science is our way of gaining knowledge about how the world works, and ultimately a way of making the world a better place. But God encompasses all of that.
We could go on and on about why I believe what I believe. I have faith because my parents do. Maybe. Because it's just the way I grew up. Maybe. Camp. Sure. Youth group. Traveling. The list continues. They're perfectly valid explanations. But really I know it's bigger than all those things. Call it blind trust. Naive. Ignorant. Whatever. But I sincerely believe that God created me this way for a reason. I'm meant to have faith. I don't want to live my life any other way. And it's not that I'm too scared to ask questions. I question God and myself all the time and every time my faith gets a little stronger.
It doesn't matter to me that hypothesis testing and the rules of logic don't apply. I don't need them to. I sound stubborn and close-minded, but I promise I'm not. I take in all the discrepancies and inconsistencies and I don't try to deny them. They're just not important. What's important to me is that God is and loves me more than I can fathom, and Christ is the ultimate example of how I should live. It's not about rewards or heaven or making sure others get to heaven too. I don't know about any of that. I just know that I'm made in God's image, and so are you. We should treat each other accordingly.
Today was Jenny Gets Back to the Essentials Day.
I'm tired of looking for the little red blinking light on my phone. I love Special K Redberries. Have I said that lately?
Debbie called today and I think I could have talked for a week straight. Not sure what I did to deserve the people in my life (Debbie being one of them) who I could go for a long time without talking to and still remain comforted by the knowledge that they love and support me. I didn't do anything. I'm just thankful.
I've also talked to several Quinipet people today. I miss them. And I miss the island.
There's a song on the Garden State soundtrack by the Shins called New Slang.
Gold teeth and a curse for this town were all in my mouth.
Only, i don't know how they got out, dear.
Turn me back into the pet that i was when we met.
I was happier then with no mind-set.
And if you'd 'a took to me like
A gull takes to the wind.
Well, i'd 'a jumped from my tree
And i'd a danced like the king of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.
New slang when you notice the stripes, the dirt in your fries.
Hope it's right when you die, old and bony.
Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall,
Never should have called
But my head's to the wall and i'm lonely.
And if you'd 'a took to me like
A gull takes to the wind.
Well, i'd 'a jumped from my tree
And i'd a danced like the kind of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.
God speed all the bakers at dawn may they all cut their thumbs,
And bleed into their buns 'till they melt away.
I'm looking in on the good life i might be doomed never to find.
Without a trust or flaming fields am i too dumb to refine?
And if you'd 'a took to me like
Well i'd a danced like the queen of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.
Hhhuhwhatt??
I'm sorry if you don't like feet, but I thought while I was in lj trick mode I'd post a picture. I'm pretty sure everyone in the picture has an lj. Guess which feet are yours or identify someone else's. It's like a fun game minus the fun part.
Microsleeps abound. Goodnight.
Church in Mobile today for the first time. I liked the sermon but the music wasn't so great. The church was one of those six flags over Jesus places...good for what it is, but not my style. The preacher said several things that I really appreciated, things that I know deep down but need to hear in a new way every now and then. He said that having faith isn't about believing in a set of beliefs.
I've had a couple conversations lately about how being in school for experimental psychology might contradict my faith, or vice versa. I felt like I got a little bit defensive during the first conversation, which is funny because I honestly don't feel like I have anything to be defensive about. The thing is, to me, they're not separate or opposing forces. We're in this perpetual misunderstanding because, for you, science and its methods are bigger than faith. Faith is the result of human behavior, our innate need to find comfort in a higher power and a way to understand the world. But to me, God is bigger than life. Yes, science is our way of gaining knowledge about how the world works, and ultimately a way of making the world a better place. But God encompasses all of that.
We could go on and on about why I believe what I believe. I have faith because my parents do. Maybe. Because it's just the way I grew up. Maybe. Camp. Sure. Youth group. Traveling. The list continues. They're perfectly valid explanations. But really I know it's bigger than all those things. Call it blind trust. Naive. Ignorant. Whatever. But I sincerely believe that God created me this way for a reason. I'm meant to have faith. I don't want to live my life any other way. And it's not that I'm too scared to ask questions. I question God and myself all the time and every time my faith gets a little stronger.
It doesn't matter to me that hypothesis testing and the rules of logic don't apply. I don't need them to. I sound stubborn and close-minded, but I promise I'm not. I take in all the discrepancies and inconsistencies and I don't try to deny them. They're just not important. What's important to me is that God is and loves me more than I can fathom, and Christ is the ultimate example of how I should live. It's not about rewards or heaven or making sure others get to heaven too. I don't know about any of that. I just know that I'm made in God's image, and so are you. We should treat each other accordingly.
Today was Jenny Gets Back to the Essentials Day.
I'm tired of looking for the little red blinking light on my phone. I love Special K Redberries. Have I said that lately?
Debbie called today and I think I could have talked for a week straight. Not sure what I did to deserve the people in my life (Debbie being one of them) who I could go for a long time without talking to and still remain comforted by the knowledge that they love and support me. I didn't do anything. I'm just thankful.
I've also talked to several Quinipet people today. I miss them. And I miss the island.
There's a song on the Garden State soundtrack by the Shins called New Slang.
Gold teeth and a curse for this town were all in my mouth.
Only, i don't know how they got out, dear.
Turn me back into the pet that i was when we met.
I was happier then with no mind-set.
And if you'd 'a took to me like
A gull takes to the wind.
Well, i'd 'a jumped from my tree
And i'd a danced like the king of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.
New slang when you notice the stripes, the dirt in your fries.
Hope it's right when you die, old and bony.
Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall,
Never should have called
But my head's to the wall and i'm lonely.
And if you'd 'a took to me like
A gull takes to the wind.
Well, i'd 'a jumped from my tree
And i'd a danced like the kind of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.
God speed all the bakers at dawn may they all cut their thumbs,
And bleed into their buns 'till they melt away.
I'm looking in on the good life i might be doomed never to find.
Without a trust or flaming fields am i too dumb to refine?
And if you'd 'a took to me like
Well i'd a danced like the queen of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.
Hhhuhwhatt??
I'm sorry if you don't like feet, but I thought while I was in lj trick mode I'd post a picture. I'm pretty sure everyone in the picture has an lj. Guess which feet are yours or identify someone else's. It's like a fun game minus the fun part.
Microsleeps abound. Goodnight.