hermionesviolin: image of Glory from Buffy with text "at least I admit this world makes me crazy" (crazy [lavellebelle])
At Rest and Bread last night, Jeff V. reflected on the story of the Gerasene demoniac (Luke 8:26-39). I love this story so much. I think I was properly introduced to it by Amy-Jill Levine at Convo 2008 -- though I can't actually remember much of what she said about it.

Jeff talked about how people often fear the liberator (unknown) more than the oppressor (known).
He said that Tillich defines the demonic as that which we treat as God and which turns on us.
Jeff used the example of the oil in the Gulf of Mexico -- we all agree that what happened was a disaster, but the changes we would have to make in our lives and in society to wean ourselves off of oil seems to be much more frightening than this disaster. [Yes, I know there's no risk-free energy source, but I think the general point stands: that sometimes even when we can indicate a particular problem and a particular solution, we aren't willing to take the risks/make the sacrifices that solution would require of us -- which I think is a common story throughout the Gospels.]

In the shared reflection time, Ian H. said that while Tillich's idea makes sense for some of the demon stories, it doesn't work for him in this story, because Jeff's examples were money, success, etc. -- stuff which if this guy had, society would have welcomed him in. Ian said that this story reminded him more of PTSD -- demons that we created and which we then can't bear to be a witness to, and so we send them away.

Masha commented on the fact that while the man's words (which were really the demon's words) rejected Jesus, the man's physical actions drew him toward Jesus.

At JPLicks afterward, Masha talked about how she grew up in a context where the idea of modern-day miracles was taken for granted, and that she found the prospect of a miracle happening to her really frightening -- because it means we live in an irrational world (what ELSE you thought couldn't happen could?) and also there's the concern: what if there are strings attached?

In the post-service discussions, people kept mentioning the destruction of the swine herd. I pointed out that this story was being told to Jews about non-Jews, so for Jews it would make perfect sense that the unclean demons were sent into the unclean swine who were then sent over the cliff -- that this continuum would have made perfect sense to them (I think credit goes to the bff for this framing of it). [I love that the text Jeff gave me refers to the country of the Gerasenes as being "opposite Galilee."]

At JPLicks, either Al or Masha commented about how people fear that which they cannot understand/control -- in this case, both the demoniac and Jesus.

I read the Sacred Text aloud, both before and after the Reflection, and I am having the same problem now as I did at shared reflection time -- that I have so many thoughts that I don't know what to say.

I was struck by Jesus asking, "What is your name?" This man is afflicted and ostracized, and it feels so tender to me that Jesus asks him his name.
Other people mentioned the power of naming an affliction -- which is also a good point.

Oh, and one more thing: At JPLicks we talked about some about whether demons are real or not, and I said that whether this person was really possessed by demons or was mentally ill (leaving aside the issue of whether afflictions manifest differently depending on how a person's socio-cultural context understands them -- I'm thinking of this [flocked] post) or whatever, I felt like one of the major points of the story was that God through Jesus has the power to liberate us from that which oppresses us and keeps us in (nonconsensual) bondage, and can empower us to reintegrate into community.
hermionesviolin: (light in the darkness)
Friday

Expandgym )

I was talking to my friend Joy (one of the desk workers at the gym) this morning, and she was telling me about how she's going to Iceland in December.  I laughed because about a week and a half ago, [livejournal.com profile] jadelennox was like, "I have this incredible urge to go to Iceland for the weekend. Because I could, in theory."  Joy was talking about she found this wicked cheap deal and she's gonna go on a glacier hike and go snorkeling in one of the tectonic fissures and it'll be Northern Lights season, and I was like, "Now I kinda wanna ask [JadeLennox] whether she was kidding."

My brother called me today and we sussed out the remaining details of what he owes me from Italy, so I can has bank transfer and pay OFF my credit card rather than just paying it DOWN.  Yay :)

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At Singspiration, we did "Sweet By and By" followed by "I'll Fly Away" (they're on facing pages).  Sigh.  "I'll Fly Away" is really catchy, but it always makes me uncomfortable with its vibe of "we are just suffering through this earthly existence until we can get to Heaven."  I can see how stuff like "Just a few more weary days and then" is really comforting if you're actually dying -- and I totally support it in that context.  I mean, I find the idea that there is a better world to come very comforting.  But the hymn feels too much like rejecting this world, which I don't think is how we're called to be.

Other than that, nothing really jumped out at me during the evening as theologically...offensive?  (I feel like that's not quite the word I want.)  I think a lot of it is that I can sort of shift myself into the mentality, to interpret them as, "Well this isn't my personal theology, but I can understand how people get this from the Bible."

Bob MacDonald did a song called "Come Home," which had a really nice line in it -- "Your Father loves you."

Geoffrey Hicks did "This Little Light of Mine," and had us sing along and kept insisting we sing louder.  DonT. kindly shouted :)

At Fellowship afterward, at least two people asked me, "How's your grandmother?" and I would say she was happy but her cognition is crap, and they would totally dismiss the bad stuff.  Meh.  Some of it's probably just the meaningless conversation thing (cf. "How you are you?" / "Fine. You?") but also, no one actually wants to hear bad stuff.

My aunt emailed:
I spoke to Mom today and it turns out that Dad is back. Yup, back to his pre-whateverhappened state. He can get up with very little help from just one person and his mind is fine. He's talking and joking. Who can believe it? I have to be realistic about wondering how long this will last - but what good timing!
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[Tech.view] Move over, Prius: Dieselesque petrol engines take to the road (Oct 24th 2008, From Economist.com)

"Date Local" (October 24, 2008 -- feministing.com) -- riffing on an Oct. 22 Slate piece of the same title.
    The environmental aspect filled me with snarky glee (cf. "Gee, Al Gore, why not accept your Nobel Prize via video conference.  After all, we've all got to make sacrifices."), but I was less enamoured of the idea that you're contributing to the detriment of local community by dating long-distance.  I don't think having connections to places beyond where you live means you necessarily have less connection to the place you live.
    The Slate piece says, "they make their cities more stratified by inflating an über-class bubble of jet-set shut-ins who are—understandably, given their lifestyle—more worried about conditions at O'Hare than things going on outside their front door."  I do appreciate the nod to the privilege inherent in being able to comfortably maintain a long-distance relationship (though again, I don't think doing a lot of interstate commuting means you necessarily care less about what's going on in your own neighborhood).

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seen on friendsfriends: "Monologue for an Onion" by Suji Kwock Kim [poem]

I remain kind of addicted to Matt Nathanson's "Come On Get Higher" [lyrics, video].

I was catching up on Will's blog, and one bit struck me (emphasis mine):
The first general rule of Methodism has recently been recast as simply "do no harm." But when we do do harm, even unintended, healing is possible only through the commitment to give the space that love needs. We can't crowd the place with explanations or arguments. Thinking about my hurt friend, leads me to recommit myself to trusting God's ability to fill the empty spaces with grace.
    [full post]
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Saturday

I ended up not getting to bed until about 1:30am.  Before my mom went to bed, she asked me if I wanted to be woken up at some point in the morning.  I said I figured I needed to be up by 11:30 (for a 12:30 lunch) and that I shouldn't have any problem waking up by then.

11:25am, [livejournal.com profile] marginaliana texted me to remind me to register for [livejournal.com profile] muskratjamboree.  This is literally what woke me up.  I blame this in part on the fact that the shades were down, so I really had no idea that the sun had risen.  (Apparently if I hadn't gotten up by 11:30, my mom would have woken me up.)

While I was out of the house, the Red Cross called me to tell me about an upcoming blood drive in Medford.  I thought they said, "Monday, November 23rd," but when I went to put it on my calendar later, I saw that the 23rd is a Sunday.  Hrm.  The website doesn't have November up yet.  I signed up for a 6:30pm slot, so I'm sure even if I forget to check I'll get a reminder notice (especially since I don't actually currently have a location).

I feel like I should be going back to work tomorrow, which is kind of weird.
hermionesviolin: (how did i get here?)
At the gym this morning I saw that Al Gore won a Nobel Peace Prize. I get that they view global warming as a serious issue, but just because the Nobel Peace Prize is the most prestigious and warm-fuzzy-feeling-filled award they can hand out . . . I mean, seriously?

From the Pajamas Media roundup:

Damien Penny: "I would have preferred to see the Prize go to some of the people putting their lives on the line to fight tyranny in Zimbabwe, Burma or the Middle East, but we knew this was coming."

Fausta's Blog:
Tripping over themselves to further asininity, the Committee bypassed true heroes of the worldwide struggle for freedom, such as the Burmese monks and the Ladies in White, by saying
it wanted to bring the "increased danger of violent conflicts and wars, within and between states" posed by climate change into sharper focus.
Edit: PowerLineBlog:
As a rule, a scientist, author, or economist receives a Nobel Prize only after his work has been sifted and weighed and put to the test of time. Its importance has been established, often through years of peer review. As a result, the science, literature, and economics Nobels rarely end up looking foolish or naive.

By contrast, the Norwegian committee entrusted with awarding the peace prize comprises politicians, not scholars. Like politicians everywhere, the peace prize committee tends to be more interested in what the headlines will say today than in what historians will believe 20 -- or 100 -- years from now. And unlike their Swedish counterparts, the Norwegians often intend their choice to have a political impact.
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Also: crit of his An Inconvenient Truth documentary: This Ain't Hell blog, Chicago Tribune, Telegraph

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