a time to think
All things have their season, and in their times all things pass under heaven. A time to be born and a time to die. (Ecclesiastes 3:1-2)
On Friday, Matt asked me, "Do you want to see if there is a special service being held for the pope." The idea hadn't occurred to me, but Matt only asked me this an half hour after I woke up that day. Most of us knew that the pope's body was going to give up sometime in the near future, and his slow fading from this world made it easier to accept the loss that the Catholic Church faces. Besides this, I think many of us are happy to know that his suffering is over, and we are looking forward to a successor who may better deal with the modern world. What I find most interesting about PJPII, is his international advocacy for capitalism. I'm sure his palpal influence helped tear down the Berlin wall and encouraged America for bigger, better, faster. Unfortunately, this is the same reason why fundamental Muslims hate our guts... and I can kind of see their point. Individualism can be very dangerous if it is radically prescribed, especially with so many people in the world. Anywho, I'm exited to see how PJPII's sucessor is going to deal with issues of female clergy, use of birth control and the holy war being fought in the Middle East. Will the new pope have any influence? We shall see.
In my personal life things are still stuck in a liminal space. Yes, that's right, I still love referring to Victor Turner from time to time... just because I endured "The Anthropology of Performance" and "From Ritual to Theatre." Anywho, I'm still waiting to hear from medical schools, still waiting to figure out where I'll be living this summer, and still wondering how Matt and I are going to afford this wedding. Matt and I had hoped to use most of my inheritance money from my late Grandpa Q for a house downpayment, but a week and a half ago, my mom pulled almost completely out deal. We are now affording her share. Ugh! and people wonder why finances make me so frustrated. But, anywho, it's gonna be a good time, and afterward we're gonna do a nice hiking trip at Johns Lake. Let me know if you can come!
Marriage is a risk... and this is the thing that scares me most about 05.21.05. I think of myself as a woman of reason, but lately I have become a woman of faith and passion. I am so scared when I think of my parent's divorce and the similarities that Matt shares with my father, and I with my mother. How do I know that Matt will not also start dating six women simultaneously when he turns 45? I dont. I trust Matt with all my heart at this moment, and I will try very hard to preserve our communication so that I can continue to trust him in this way. We both will change, but I pray that we are determined enough to keep happiness in our marriage and to hold onto the things we love about one another. For *love* is the ultimate conquerer, is it not?
(ha ha... am I falling into one of those P. Byron fairytale traps?)
On Friday, Matt asked me, "Do you want to see if there is a special service being held for the pope." The idea hadn't occurred to me, but Matt only asked me this an half hour after I woke up that day. Most of us knew that the pope's body was going to give up sometime in the near future, and his slow fading from this world made it easier to accept the loss that the Catholic Church faces. Besides this, I think many of us are happy to know that his suffering is over, and we are looking forward to a successor who may better deal with the modern world. What I find most interesting about PJPII, is his international advocacy for capitalism. I'm sure his palpal influence helped tear down the Berlin wall and encouraged America for bigger, better, faster. Unfortunately, this is the same reason why fundamental Muslims hate our guts... and I can kind of see their point. Individualism can be very dangerous if it is radically prescribed, especially with so many people in the world. Anywho, I'm exited to see how PJPII's sucessor is going to deal with issues of female clergy, use of birth control and the holy war being fought in the Middle East. Will the new pope have any influence? We shall see.
In my personal life things are still stuck in a liminal space. Yes, that's right, I still love referring to Victor Turner from time to time... just because I endured "The Anthropology of Performance" and "From Ritual to Theatre." Anywho, I'm still waiting to hear from medical schools, still waiting to figure out where I'll be living this summer, and still wondering how Matt and I are going to afford this wedding. Matt and I had hoped to use most of my inheritance money from my late Grandpa Q for a house downpayment, but a week and a half ago, my mom pulled almost completely out deal. We are now affording her share. Ugh! and people wonder why finances make me so frustrated. But, anywho, it's gonna be a good time, and afterward we're gonna do a nice hiking trip at Johns Lake. Let me know if you can come!
Marriage is a risk... and this is the thing that scares me most about 05.21.05. I think of myself as a woman of reason, but lately I have become a woman of faith and passion. I am so scared when I think of my parent's divorce and the similarities that Matt shares with my father, and I with my mother. How do I know that Matt will not also start dating six women simultaneously when he turns 45? I dont. I trust Matt with all my heart at this moment, and I will try very hard to preserve our communication so that I can continue to trust him in this way. We both will change, but I pray that we are determined enough to keep happiness in our marriage and to hold onto the things we love about one another. For *love* is the ultimate conquerer, is it not?
(ha ha... am I falling into one of those P. Byron fairytale traps?)