Friday, February 1, 2008

Content Is Not In The Cards

I have had quite a few amazing conversations in my life thus far. The best of those conversations have actually come in only the last year and a half. One of the things I am actually looking forward to the most for the rest of my life are some of the amazing conversations I'm going to have with people.
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Lately, I have been having a lot of conversations with mentors, professors, and peers about being content. The whole idea behind being content has been somewhat troubling for me.
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Before we go any further, it is best we look at what I mean when I say the ever controversial word content.

Dictionary.com defines content as "satisfied with what one is or has; not wanting more or anything else."
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A lot of my friends here at school tell me that one of their biggest struggles they go through is that they are just trying to be content with what God has given them to this point. This battle with contentment is something I really do see often here on this Christian campus. Interestingly enough, the majority of the time the people who talk to me about this the most are girls. I think that may have something to do with the fact it is hard, in our culture nowadays, not to desire having a (romantic) relationship be a part of our self-identity. Whenever we don't have that relationship with someone but really want it, then it can be hard to have that satisfaction in what we have and who we are. It can seem damn near impossible to not desire more than just the status quo of what we have.

On a side note, I know that guys deal with the same things on a regular basis; it just is not something that we discuss in quite the same way, but I think the issue is just as present.
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Regardless of relationships being an issue or not, I know that being content, in general, has always been a bit of an issue for me. Recently, I had a discussion with someone that sort of opened my eyes as to why being content is just not in the cards for me.

I am too reflective, ambitious, restless, and too much of an idealist to ever really achieve being content.
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Having the kind of personality I do, it is almost impossible to have any kind of sustained satisfaction in who I am or what I have. I always want things to be better or want to pursue something more challenging or rewarding. I think about the way things are or have been and think that if the world was not such a fallen sinful place then people could be so much better off; love wold be so much more a part of our world. This idea of looking at my life and saying "Yep, I'm cool with all of this. I like the world and myself just the way they are." is just not something I can do. I cannot sustain this overall satisfaction with the way things are.
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I think this is where things get confusing, because I am so happy I am reflective, ambitious, and an idealist. Those are key aspects of my personality and I think they are some of my best qualities. But when you combine them altogether in one person it can be hard for me to actually maintain contentment as an emotion.
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One thing I do want to clarify is that I believe I am going to have a truly happy life. I believe I will one day have an amazing family and a profession where I do feel like i interact with people and make a difference; I believe my work will truly be life-giving for me. I don't mean to imply that I wont ever have joy in my life, but the idea of an overall satisfaction just doesn't jive with who I am. I care about the details and the big picture at the same time too much to be satisfied. But I do believe that my life is going to be so filled with joy that it makes me smile just to think about it.
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I have always been able to look at things and say, "Yes, this is really good. But... if we did not live in a fallen world, or if things were just a little different, this could all be so much better." I am truly greatful I can do that, I think it is a way to approach things that helps me know what I stand for in a lot of situations. But at the same time, always being convicted about things and desiring things to be better for myself and (more importantly) others can take a toll on you. I know it does on me.

I look around at some of my friends and I wonder, "Why can't I just be a 19 year old kid like the everyone else and just piss around and not care and have a good time? Why do I care like I do?" This drought of satisfaction can be very draining.

It wears me down.
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I'm glad I care about the homeless guys I eat dinner with a couple times a week. I'm glad I am a pacifist and a feminist and that I think daily whether how I treat my friends is how Christ treated his friends. And I'm glad when I fall terribly short that it matters to me. I am glad I am everything but indifferent.
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Sometimes I wonder whether or not contentment is an emotion Chirstians should become accustomed to feeling. I know that being content is essentially contrary to the kind of personality I have, and I know that it takes a serious toll on my emotions. I also know I wouldn't have it any other way.
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Limited contentment is a good thing; it helps prevent people from becoming basketcases like me. I think being able to appreciate where you are on the ladder of life and understanding that God is working on you in this particular stage of life is a great great thing. That kind of understanding is valuable. But, to me, that is somewhat different from what the term content has always implied to me. Contentment is this overall feeling or satisfaction and desiring things to be static for an extended period of time. For me, that just does not work. It is not a part of who I am.
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Being content is not a part of who I can be.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

A Life Of Love... Or Lack Thereof

Earlier today I was reading and came to one of those points where conviction just sort of runs through my whole body and for a split second I realize how apathetic I've become. I'm not sure if these sorts of self-defining revelations are unique to me or they occasionally hit everyone, but I'm always so thankful when they come.
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I have a habit of needing to write things down when I'm experiencing them or when the thought process is fresh in mind. Sometimes I have a really cool train of thought but when I go back and try to remember all I have left are the first and last cars of the train, and I've lost everything in between. I was desperate to write down the source of these feelings, and this is what i was able to jot down:

"It breaks my own heart to realize the lack of love I show others in my life. The priorities I create in my mind coerce me into living in ways that don't reflect the person I want to be. My own ambitions ruin my life."
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Sometimes the irony of my life is just too much to take in. I'm here at a Christian institution, revising myself and my desires on a daily basis to come to terms with who I feel Christ wants me to be. I'm mulling around in my head constantly ideas of love and community and grace.

Then I step back, and look at who I really am; what I am, not in a comparative sense, but in contrast to who I am really supposed to be. I'm practically lost.
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That's not actually true. I know where I am, I know I'm supposed to be where I am, and I know that I'm going through a self-proclaimed "refining fire" at this stage of my life. But there are moments when I see how far I've come and then there are moments when I see how far I have to go. Today I had a moment where I saw both.
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What is so amazing to me is that in my life situation here at school you would think that the practice of genuine Christianity would be substantial. And I honestly think it is. It's incredible here. But at the same time I'm shocked to realize the lack of love that exists within the community sometimes.
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I think that what can happen is that when you have a group of people who are very close to you and whom you see all the time, we naturally begin to take that relationship for granted.

Some family relationships are the perfect example of that.

People who have been dating a long time take liberties with their boy/girlfriend's feelings. Spouses become indifferent to the preference of their partner. Close friends share a biting sense of humor and act nonchalant about their entire friendship.
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I'm not going to lie, when it comes to my friends I value the casual feel that we can have with each other. It helps keep things calm and safe. But there comes a point where the feelings of casualness don't hold on anymore. There is an aspect of community and grace with others that really shows us something about God, and the best ways that I have ever felt those things as genuine, really present between me and God, were when I experienced them through a relationship with another person. (And I'm not referring to a "relationship," it could be that but it definitely doesn't have to be.)
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I feel the love of God for me through other people. I feel the grace of God through other people. We feel the compassion, the forgiveness, the community, the wealth, the desire, the will, the kindness, the gentleness, the warmth, the adoration of God through other people. And when I feel farthest from God is when the relationships I have with people who matter the most are farthest from where they should/could be.
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We are the hands, the feet of Christ. We are the body of Jesus and we need to do on this earth what he did while he was here; hold each other, care for each other, cry with each other, love each other.
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In Shane Claiborne's book Irresistible Revolution, he talks about his experience in Calcutta for a summer working with Mother Teresa and serving the poorest of the poor. He talks about he would set up a small medical station to clean small wounds and bandage people who needed new dressing on their injuries. He said that some of the small children would intentionally fall to scratch themselves or scuff their knees just so they could come to the clinic and see the Christians and feel their love by being touched and held as they were healed.

How often do we do that? How often do people feel our love like those kids were able to? Those kids needed to be embraced and cared about, that was all they wanted. They didn't need a self-help lesson or a place to go and complain about life's difficulties or anything like that. All they wanted was to receive love, love like the love of Jesus.

And it just smacks me in the face when I look at myself and the people around me; we are Christians and I find it hard to see any sort of deep passion about people or conviction about caring for one another. Me and my friends! These kids are my friends, kids who I have theological discussions with and kids who I go to chapel with twice a week and kids who I live with everyday. And I have to squint to see Jesus' love shine through our actions. We walk this path of a "Christian College Student" and it's like I don't even see that mean anything in the way we treat one another, let alone other people.

What has happened to the basic love that we are supposed to show each other, the love Jesus showed every single person he ever came in contact with? It has all been replaced with sarcasm and swearing and apathy and frustration and restlessness and jokes and work and boredom and indifference. We don't want to get our hands dirty anymore, we just want everything to be casual. Just like our friendships.
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I don't know what to say really, I guess it is just that sometimes I look around at people who I know truly love God and are Christians and I struggle to see genuine consistency. I see so much more hypocrisy than genuine Christianity. I'm not turning to legalism or anything like that, it's just like, doesn't personal conviction exist anymore? Doesn't struggling with issues and feeling convicted about what Christ really wants to get out of us as a individuals show we are people pursuing what Jesus wants us? I don't know how many people I can say I honestly feel like that is the case with. All I know is that I am trying.
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God said that the world would know we are Christians by our love. If we don't notice our love in eachother how is the world ever going to notice it in us? I dont want to be indifferent anymore. I want to love people the way Jesus did. I want to love you the way God does. If I do anything less, then how will you see Jesus shine through me? Jesus loves you, and you should be able to feel that love through knowing me, but I doubt you do. We'd rather just keep it casual.
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I have far to go. Very far.

Saturday, January 5, 2008

Drawing In Church

This last week I was in church and I drew a couple nice pictures during the service.
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These aren't the kind of drawings that people who are completely zoning out during the service draw to amuse themselves. I don't do drawings like that very often. Normally, during a sermon, or a chapel speech, or even classes sometimes, I like to take notes on good ideas I hear or quotes that really make me think; things I feel I can build off of. These were those kinds of pictures.
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I think this whole train of thought I had related back to how I felt like soon I need to sort of just go. Just go and serve somewhere. There was a segment of the service where a friend of mine, who is a big fan of mission trips and things of that nature, was talking about the recent trip him and some people from the church were able to make down to Haiti. It was really cool. But this is where it gets interesting.
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I found myself doing something that I have been doing a lot over the last few years and that I think a lot of people do. I started to think about all the things I could lose if I just followed my inclination to go and serve somewhere. I started to think how much that would ruin my plans and how uncomfortable that could be. The problem with these questions is that I, and maybe other people, blow them up to the extent that I fool myself into thinking they actually call into question how good of a decision it is to go serve. I'm not trying to say you can't have concerns or be nervous about taking risks to move towards God. But this is my point: we insist on having all our questions answered (and answered in the right way) before we are willing to take steps towards God and what He may want from us. This is what my first picture showed.
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The issue is that we think having all our questions answered is the only way we can take risks for God and go out on a limb. Well that just isn't true. In fact, we are never going to have all our questions answered but its crazy to see how much we can rationalize our reluctance to take risks.
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It's like we are going to cross the road. On one side is us and God is on the other side. He tells us to cross so we can be closer to Him. But we refusing to cross the road until we can't see a single car on the horizon. What I need to realize is that these things on the road aren’t even cars, they are only toys. If these toy cars crash into my feet while I’m walking then I’ll hardly feel it. We look at our situations and all the things we think we could lose and we turn hot wheels into semi trucks. I need to trust God and cross the road; I know he will protect me while I do it. Whatever crashes do occur because I chose to cross the road and get to God on the other side, they aren’t going to be these cataclysmic events that ruin everything my future holds. Instead, they are going to shake the things in my life and test them. Whatever falls apart wasn’t strong enough to last in the first place. As hard as that might be for me to accept and realize, that’s the reality of the situation.
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In the end, I feel like I need answers to questions before I just go and serve because I don't trust God enough. Fundamentally, the reason the questions are so influential in my thought process is because I'm afraid of what is to come; I'm afraid God isn't going to protect me.
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But I know that isn't true. I know God will always protect me. I need to learn to ask whatever questions I have as I walk towards God. Just because I have questions doesn't mean I can't move until I have all the answers. I'm never going to have all the answers. That's what my second picture was all about.

Sunday, December 30, 2007

Tim Burton Ruins My Life... Constantly

DISCLAIMER: DO NOT READ THIS BLOG IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN EDWARD SCISSORHANDS AND DON'T WANT TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS IN IT.

So I recently went to see the new blockbuster Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street.
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For those of you who don't know, the movie is based off of the hit Broadway musical of the same name by Stephen Sondheim. Sondheim's musical was based off of an old legend and its many variations. The gist of the plot is a barber named Benjamin Barker with a gorgeous wife is sent to prison for life on a false charge by a corrupt and lustful judge whose only motivation to ruin the poor barbers life is so he can have his way with the wife once her husband is sent away. After over a decade away from his home in London, Barker is able to escape from his prison and returns to London only to find his newborn daughter has become the ward of the very judge that sent him to prison all those years ago. Barker changes his name to Sweeney Todd and spends all his being on plans of revenge.
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I love the story of Sweeney Todd, I truly do. I really love the musical as well; I pretty much love everything Sondheim does. So obviously, once I heard there was going to be a modern film adaptation I was very excited... that was until I heard Tim Burton was directing with Johnny Depp playing Todd.
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Don't get me wrong, I do like Johnny Depp a lot. I think he is an incredible actor, but he really doesn't look the part of the classic Sweeney Todd. A good friend of mine told me many a year ago when the rumors just started flying about a Burton version of Sweeney Todd that he thought the best possible cast for Todd would have been Alfred Molina. I have to admit... that would have been genius. Buuuuuut, since Burton refuses to work with anyone other than Depp it frustrates me because its like Molina didn't have a shot whatsoever just because of Burton's stubbornness.

STRIKE 1
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My big problem with Burton is this: the man has basically created his own genre, which in itself is very impressive, but he chooses to try and fit stories into his genre that don't really work. In general, I don't like his genre very much whatsoever, but I'm willing to set that off to the side for the time being; we'll come back to it.

A perfect example of Burton trying to make stories fit into his genre that don't belong is the first 2 Batman movies. Tim Burton's kid creepy cartoonish genre just does not work with the Batman movies, hence Christopher Nolan's new Batman movies are going to wipe the floor with Burton's. So that is a part of my problem with Tim Burton, if he is going to do a movie in his basic archetype genre then he should choose to do projects that fit well with his genre (ex. Nightmare Before Christmas).

STRIKE 2
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Now I am ready to vent about why I do not like Tim Burton's genre. I realize this part of my discussion is all a matter of taste, and if you like Tim Burton, then you like him and if you don't, then you don't, period. I'm totally cool with that. But my issue is this: he just never really commits to one approach to a movie. He juggles the kiddy creepy approach and the adult thriller too much in some of his films; this is exactly what he did with Sweeney Todd. I want some consistency in a movie, and in Sweeney Todd I wanted that dark vengeful adult thriller taste the whole way through, maybe something a little farther than Sleepy Hollow (another Burton film). But Burton couldn't do that for me, and I should have known going into the movie that I was not going to fall in love with it, but I went in with hopes far too high.

Another example of this inconsistency took place in Edward Scissorhands. At the end of the movie when they kill Anthony Michael Hall it just seems soooo morbid for the rest of the movie. It's like I'm sitting there going, "What? Okay... so i guess he does kill people after all..."

STRIKE 3 - Sit your ass down Tim Burton
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So all that having been said, I still "enjoyed" watching Sweeney Todd even though I felt like Tim Burton pushed really hard to be an adult thriller at some points and then backed off at other points which made some parts of the movie humorous... the wrong parts. Either way, if you like Tim Burton you'll love the movie and if you don't you should still go see it because its a great story and Helena Bonham Carter is amazing.
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All things considered... 7.85 out of 10.

This May Have Potential

I'm the kind of guy who thinks about things a lot. I don't feel as though I over think things, I just cannot stop thinking until I come to some sort of conclusion about whatever it is I am thinking about. Once I can articulate whatever my thoughts are, I can move on. I enjoy this process, it has been very rewarding.
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This blog is a place where I can come and ramble, and once I'm done rambling I might be able to really understand what it is I think, and why I think what I do.
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I will give you fair warning and say that I'm positive some blogs will make more sense than others, and some may not make much sense at all. I have a feeling the more I think about something or talk about it before I come to my blog, the more succinct and polished my blog will come out. Either way, I think this will help me regardless of whether the blog is coherent or it isn't.
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All that having been said, I really would enjoy it if you read whatever I write in here occasionally and respond by commenting or talking to me in person, if you feel so inclined.
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I do hope you enjoy reading whatever you read here. (And I use the word "enjoy" loosely)