Friday, June 8, 2012

Busy busy busy

I am a horrible blogger.   I haven’t written in well over a month, and still, I’m not sure what to write about.  Work has been busy, so life feels busier.  There’s also the pesky little business of me attempting to buy a house.  I decided that buying a house is a little bit like dating—you’re never really sure what’s going to happen.  And much like dating, I don’t like to talk about it unless it’s official (i.e., a set of keys…or a ring), lest I jinx myself.  Because jinxing is totally a real thing.

There are a lot of things on my mind right now, mostly involving the intersection of faith and culture, faith and politics, faith and, well, the world.  I can sense my position on a lot of issues slowly shifting left, despite my theological conservatism, which isn’t going anywhere.  Maybe it’s because of what I read, but maybe it’s more.  Maybe it’s because after being a single adult for so long, I’m realizing that what the traditional church says isn’t resonating with my generation or the generation behind me.  I know Christians (real ones) who struggle with homosexuality (or same-sex attraction, as some folks put it).  Women around the world and in this country are being victimized, and I don’t see the church taking a stand like it should.  There are more people in slavery in this world than ever before in history, and yet just the other day I came across an actual “Christian” justification of slavery.

And on a less serious note, what does headship and submission really mean when you’re 31 and can support yourself and have a career and buy a house and travel to amazing places, and having a man suddenly be an “authority” over you doesn’t actually seem like all that attractive of an option? 

That’s what’s on my mind lately.  There are better writers and thinking out there, tackling all of this and more, and doing a splendid job.  Just what my voice is or should be, I’m not so sure yet.  So we’ll see.

In the meantime, I’m headed to Italy next week, where I plan on walking ancient streets and drinking wine and eating gelato. And much more amazingness.  Oh Italy, I love you so!