Today (meaning yesterday)…
i got stabbed by a needle they usually use on horses and donated blood for the first time ever! I was told they collected about 2 cups, which another nurse said is about 10% of blood from the body. This donation could go to saving someone. Now i’m one step closer to being a hero… well sorta. Really it’s one more thing to check off my bucket list, and if you’re wondering (or not), would i do it again? the answer is yes.
Confessions of a theologian #2
The more I learn in classes such as: Greek, Apocalyptic Literature, Studies in the Pentateuch, Studies in the Gospels… It becomes harder to get “something” from reading the Bible. Let me explain. There was a time that i could read Genesis 1:1-2 and I would be awestruck that there is a God that created the heavens and the earth. Today I read the same passage and i think “ya. i know that already”. I am almost tempted to lose interest in the Holy Scriptures because it does not quench my intellectual thirst. Almost… The Hebrew word used in Genesis 1:1 is “bara”- to create, but it also means to assign purpose and meaning. This is interesting because “tohu” and “bohu” the Hebrew words translated as “without form” and “void” both can be translated into “worthless” and “meaningless”. In other words when God created the heavens and the earth, there was this void, meaningless, purposeless thing, and God gave it meaning and purpose. This impacts me more when i read that God “bara” the first humans. God didn’t just create them, God gave them meaning and purpose. We were created with worth and purpose. i don’t like that in order to get “something” out of the Bible i need to exegete every passage i read, but i appreciate the fact, that when it comes to the Word, there is more than meets the eye.
"Las personas cambian con el tiempo, o el tiempo te muestra lo que en realidad son"
— anonimo
"Any fool can know. The point is to understand."
— Albert Einstein (via mpolinar)
"Some of us who are a little bit vibrant, mellow down when we have a child… so the moral of the story is David get a little child…"
— my epistemology teacher
"it’s not about the good that happens
it’s not about the bad the happens
it’s about holding on to Christ
Perseverance
but that doesn’t mean anything
if Christ means nothing to you"
it’s not about the bad the happens
it’s about holding on to Christ
Perseverance
but that doesn’t mean anything
if Christ means nothing to you"
— yo
"if you need to give up, give up on people but don’t give up on love, because love won’t give up on you, because God is love"
— yo
Confessions of a theologian #1
As a Christian i feel it is easier for me to admit this, but as a theologian, as one who is on the track to being a pastor, to bring this to light is difficult. I feel like a hypocrite. This is easy to state, because most Christians out there can relate to feeling like they live a double life, or because a vast number of non-Christians already believe those who profess to be Christians are just professing.
Feeling like a hypocrite however, is not what I am coming clean about. What I am sharing with you is the reason to why i feel two faced. What i want to confess leads me also to doubt. Doubt in my calling, doubt to what i once believed so strongly to be true, and now i think “is it possible that it may all be a concoction of my mind?”.
I am leveling with you, this, has been growing in me little by little, year by year, ever since i showed up here. Apathy building up inside of me, killing what i once held dear, erasing from my memories what pushed me here, transforming what i believed to be freedom into locks and chains, and now all that remains is a wonder of what happened to the person i was. My brain fattens with knowledge, while my heart starves for something more, i am left with one question “Passion where did you go?”.
What I am about to reveal, i feel is a combination of the two churches Ephesus and Laodicea. A loss of my first love and a lukewarmness in my life. Yes, what I assert is this: At times I feel i have lost my first love, and i don’t know how to get it back/ care to get it back because i think i’m doing just fine.
Yet the very fact that I realize this, my loss of love and my complacency, must be proof that there is still a God working in me for good. I see that although God may have pointed out the faults in Ephesus and Laodicea, He did not leave them without solution. What keeps me going is verses like these: “Because I, your God, have a firm grip on you and I’m not letting go. I’m telling you, ‘Don’t panic. I’m right here to help you.’” and ” the God who started this great work in you would keep at it and bring it to a flourishing finish on the very day Christ Jesus appears.” (Isaiah 41:13, Philippians 1:6, The Message)
