Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Returning

I really don't know how truthful that title is, but I realized I rather neglected this blog. Mostly because I have little time to write, or rather I don't take the time I have and devote it to writing. I miss it though, like I miss a lot of things about growing up.

Since I took some time to go back and look at some of my post I realized a great deal hasn't changed. In fact, it's been refined as far as my ideas and character are concerned. However the world seems to be becoming more feckless, more brazen, and more hopeless. This is in my face almost every day if not every day.

And I feel completely innocuous.

There are some days when I have no idea what I'm doing here. Yet that seems like everyday. And I don't mean moment to moment, I mean ultimately, what in the world did God put me here to do? I don't think I'm doing anything important other than wasting my parents money getting an education that might not be useful for anything in the future. I have had successes. I'm an honors student. But, will it all really matter?

I keep telling myself I'm only visiting, Heaven is my home, and that's true, but sometimes that's so hard to believe when you've never gotten to see Jesus with skin on him. It's like knowing the air you breathe is there, but you want to see it's cycles, you want to see it's form. The water or the leaves might mimic it as they flow and fly around, but you're still not seeing it. You want to so badly, but you can't because of its nature and yours.

I'm so tired of being blind, I want to see the wind.

Monday, February 18, 2013

Bound by Time and Clauses

Again, in class, we got into a discussion. Again I couldn't fully speak my mind.

Our instructor brought up Santa Claus. Most/all celebrated Christmas, most believed in Santa Claus. Of course I stood as the only who hadn't been fed the lie of the magical Santa Claus.

Later on I remarked that Christians shouldn't lie about Santa Claus, and others remarked Christmas wasn't as fun without him.

First of all, if we had time and I wasn't interrupted, I would have noted my Christmases were fun. It was a great time of family and fun, feasts and fine memories. Furthermore, belief in a fat happy man will bring presents every year is silly, especially when the real Saint Nicholaus was far more noble.  Also, the gift of Christ is every single day, and the mystery is never revealed until death or his coming so no disappointment overcomes a person when they grow out of naiveté.

This is the only thing I dislike about this class; I'm sit frustrated in my own thoughts and not knowing if my point would be understood if I just explain myself fully.

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

The "Monoversity" of University


I’ve started a new semester, and with other obligations in my life I find that I’ve quite neglected this blog. However, I think I’ll still write when the desire comes to do so.

That desire has come now.

I have recently departed from one of my classes and among the discussions we were having we happened upon the topic of diversity. My instructor was commenting on how he didn’t understand students when they said they came to VCU for the “diversity” since typically people would get into groups with a common denominator (race, religion, etc being the denominator). I agreed with this statement, however, some of the other students commented saying how they liked seeing everyone and the potential of meeting different people. Some also mentioned how everyone gets a chance to be more themselves.

I fail to make such a distinction.

Long story short it seemed I was on a completely different campus. To me everyone looks the same, likes similar things, or finds an acquaintance with those same interests. There are many races and nations represented here, but generally I find most are rather “cookie cutter”.

My main issue is why people are even looking at such an aspect of their college education. We are supposedly trying to move toward a color-blind society, yet here we are advertising, “We are now in Technicolor!”

One final observation I noted was that they showed how lacking in diversity they were that they all had the same opinion; at least those that have the gall to speak up.