:: Tuesday, October 29, 2002 ::

"They think I make a big deal about nothing..." (Ani Difranco)

I'm sorry I haven't written much of substance in a while... Many conversations with many friends over the last few days have prompted many thoughts. The topic of today's post is me, since this is my blog, and I figure I can write about myself if I so desire.
I am a Christian. However, as Burns says, I wish I didn't have the label. I'd rather not be associated with any group. I am a Christian, but I don't agree with most "believers." A majority of those I've known get so caught up in unimportant issues that they completely miss what really matters. Sometimes they seem to think that true spirituality is their suits and ties, their Sunday mornings and Wednesday nights, their tracts, their choir robes, their Christianese, their informed "right" to judge, their 5-point sermons, their superiority to punk-rock teenagers and bums off the street..... I know I am being stereotypical, but stereotypes are born from truth.
I believe that life is short and meant to be lived fully. I believe that there is no need to have the future figured out as long as the one in charge is a God who loves adventure. I believe that freedom is a realization. I believe that people can disagree without judging. I believe that humor is essential, and laughter is highly underrated. I believe that intent matters far beyond outcome. I believe that one can never think too much, and that God gave us logical capacity for a reason. I believe that actions speak, yell, holler, and whisper much, much louder than words. I believe that each person has value too high to be calculated (even imperfect chapel speakers). Above all, I believe in love (thanks, "Moulin Rouge").
I can't guarantee that any person will ever know exactly who I am, and "any person" includes me. My brain never shuts off, and I have a hundred different hues and shades every day. I don't want to imagine where I'd be without God's love -- it is less like a crutch to fall back on and more like a spaceship with unknown and fantastic destinations. I am easy to explain but hard to understand (isn't everyone?). If you and I have ever spoken, you have probably influenced these thoughts... and many thanks... But don't analyze too much, because really, in the end, I'm just me.

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