NASB is so two years ago
In the book of Ecclesiastes, Solomon says, "I saw that wisdom excels folly... yet I know that one fate befalls them both...Why then have I been extremely wise? So I said to myself, 'This too is futility'." (Ecc. 2:13-15 NASB)
On Kanye West's album College Dropout, he talks about insecurity in his song "Never let me down." He spends the first part of the song condemning black culture for being obsessed with material things. But then he admits that he is just as guilty of it as anybody else.
There has recently been some dissatisfaction expressed from my audience. Some of you (Justin and RuthAnn) haven't liked what I posted about recently. And I want to address this.
The little black letters at the top of the page say, "Welcome to whatever the heck I feel like saying." 'Nuff said.
But, I do realize my last two posts have verged into territory not normally included in my blogdom, so I humbly request to be given a chance to explain myself.
My dissillusionment with religion began sometime around my eigth and ninth grade years. It grew quietly unnoticed for a while, but eventually became to big for me to ignore. I tried abandoning religion for a while, and thus get rid of that nagging feeling something was wrong, but that never really worked for one reason or another. It wasn't until I immersed myself
in my dissillusionment and wrestled with it that I began to find peace.
So now, as I continue to struggle with my issues, whether borne out of my stay in lovely Mortar-itaville, or just out of honest disagreement with my leaders, I refuse to abandon patriotism and politics and social justice because I'm thinking along different lines than other people. I am going to face my dissillusionment, wrestle with it and someday, maybe find some peace.
The funny thing is, though, as much as I try not to care about what other people think of my writing, I'm actually quite obsessed with it. And as much as I pride myself in the fact that I have a relatively unique perspective on religion and life and art, I still think that every one should agree with me.
"I have seen that every labor and every skill which is done is the result of rivalry between a man and his neighbor. This too is futility." (Ecc. 4:4 NASB)
Karl Marx was a genius.
On Kanye West's album College Dropout, he talks about insecurity in his song "Never let me down." He spends the first part of the song condemning black culture for being obsessed with material things. But then he admits that he is just as guilty of it as anybody else.
There has recently been some dissatisfaction expressed from my audience. Some of you (Justin and RuthAnn) haven't liked what I posted about recently. And I want to address this.
The little black letters at the top of the page say, "Welcome to whatever the heck I feel like saying." 'Nuff said.
But, I do realize my last two posts have verged into territory not normally included in my blogdom, so I humbly request to be given a chance to explain myself.
My dissillusionment with religion began sometime around my eigth and ninth grade years. It grew quietly unnoticed for a while, but eventually became to big for me to ignore. I tried abandoning religion for a while, and thus get rid of that nagging feeling something was wrong, but that never really worked for one reason or another. It wasn't until I immersed myself
in my dissillusionment and wrestled with it that I began to find peace.
So now, as I continue to struggle with my issues, whether borne out of my stay in lovely Mortar-itaville, or just out of honest disagreement with my leaders, I refuse to abandon patriotism and politics and social justice because I'm thinking along different lines than other people. I am going to face my dissillusionment, wrestle with it and someday, maybe find some peace.
The funny thing is, though, as much as I try not to care about what other people think of my writing, I'm actually quite obsessed with it. And as much as I pride myself in the fact that I have a relatively unique perspective on religion and life and art, I still think that every one should agree with me.
"I have seen that every labor and every skill which is done is the result of rivalry between a man and his neighbor. This too is futility." (Ecc. 4:4 NASB)
Karl Marx was a genius.
posted by oneweekend at 9:45 PM
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