Category Archives: Thinking

Either talking about the way people think or just doing some thinking of my own.

And With It We Curse Men

There’s so much of it going around these days. It’s easy to overlook. It’s easy to participate in, almost unwittingly. We do it in side comments. We do it in Facebook posts. We do it silently in our hearts. We curse people.

Now, we’re not calling down fire from heaven on people. Oh wait, in some cases we are. The politically charged atmosphere of this year’s presidential election is a prime example. Some of the tweets I’ve seen out there are unsuitable to post here.

My first reaction is, quite honestly, one of internal anger. I see the things people write about other people and I get angry. I think to myself, “Wow, that person is the stupidest person I’ve ever seen.” I’ll murmur under my breath, “What an idiot.” “Are all Democrats that stupid?”

It’s the same programmed response to someone cutting me off on the highway. Anger. Even hatred at times. I’m ashamed that is the case for me. It seems to be the case for the vast majority of people, though. Well, maybe I should qualify that. It seems to be the case for the vast majority of people who open their mouths.

As a Christian, I cannot possibly reconcile this reality with what I know about Christ and His love for me. Since the way we speak is such a hot topic in America, I think it is extra poignant that the Bible teaches caution in our speech. Here’s a particularly convicting text, from James 3.

(9) With the tongue we praise our Lord and Father, and with it we curse human beings, who have been made in God’s likeness. (10) Out of the same mouth come praise and cursing. My brothers and sisters, this should not be. (11) Can both fresh water and salt water flow from the same spring? — James 3:9-11

Where does this hate speech begin, though? We don’t really have to go very far to figure it out. Luke 6 makes it plain:

(43) “No good tree bears bad fruit, nor does a bad tree bear good fruit. (44) Each tree is recognized by its own fruit. People do not pick figs from thornbushes, or grapes from briers. (45) A good man brings good things out of the good stored up in his heart, and an evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in his heart. For the mouth speaks what the heart is full of.

Hatred comes from the heart. From deep down in who we are. There is a tendency to think and speak ill of those who oppose us or our views, or who live somewhere else, or look different, or vote different. This is a terrible truth that brings to the surface our own evil.

We can say we’re surprised by it, but should we be? We Christians ought to be examining our speech daily. Any by examining our speech I mean that we should examine our hearts. Any by examining our hearts I mean that we should give ourselves biblical counsel because “we are not our own, we were bought with a price.” We ought to remember that we were not called because of our intellectual prowess or stunning good looks. We should press the refresh button of the Gospel story every day so that we can hear it as if for the first time. We were sinners, separated so much from God that it brought death. Yet in His unfailing love we have forgiveness and redemption through Jesus Christ. Undeserved grace. Mercy unbound. Joy inhuman.

Let us curse less as we remember more… and more often.

Omniwriter

Omniwriter

Trying out something called Omniwriter for the Mac. It seems to have the kind of “no-nonsense” type of writing environment that I’m looking for. Although, I could probably get something like this by spending lots of time tweaking settings in a more robust authoring application, the minimalistic view is quite comfortable.

Add to that I can turn sounds on and off, add my own soundtrack to the mix (manually in the background), and I think we may have the beginnings of a good relationship here. White I was writing this, I opted to go with my own music/playlist in iTunes, and I think that will play out well, though the ambient sounds that come with the software are quite pleasing.

When I write, I realize how much I am drawn to it. Also, when I don’t write, I realize how much I am drawn to it. I have heard it said that if you aren’t sure whether you’re called to a particular thing, stop doing that thing and see if you can live with it that way. I seem to start and stop, but always end up coming back to it.

In the end, it may be for no one but myself. Should that be the case, I think I’m okay with it. It helps to get my inner voice onto paper, even if it is only helping me sort through my own thoughts. There is great value in that for me. I find it even becomes something of a dialogue between me and the writing, and I know that my thoughts get sorted quite a bit better when they are talked out.

Sort, sort, sort… 🙂

Meditations on Information and Idolatry

A soft light glows in the corner. The far reaches of the room opposite the light are fully dark. Office-furniture shadows line the hotel walls. The last few words of a conversation hang in the air, now transformed into thoughts and ponderings.

The chat was easy with today’s technology. Miles don’t mean as much as they used to. It’s not easy for relationships to breathe anymore. What are thousands of miles and several state borders to someone with a smart phone? Wherever we are we have a soundtrack to our lives and a text message. It’s an all-in-one information orgy, vulgar in its over-indulgence.

It’s so normal that it doesn’t feel forbidden. Yet it is so similar to Eden’s forbidden fruit. Knowledge upon knowledge. Information upon information. Maybe it isn’t benign, after all. Are we any different than our Parents, who wanted to be like God…. KNOWING?

What is smart-phone if not a towering Babel all its own? What difference is there, really? An endless parade of apps line the pages of our mobile devices so that we can… KNOW something. We must know. We must know NOW. We need to know so badly that we interrupt precious moments between souls so we can… KNOW something.

“You will have no other gods before me.”

Is all the information we have access to really ours to have access to? Can we have it? Should we have it? Is it benign? Are we repeating the sins of our Parents by striving to know good and evil? How much do we want to know? How much do we need to know? Is the information we hold in our hand truly ours to hold?

When You Really Don’t Want To

Maybe it’s like anything else you do when you don’t want to, but somehow it feels different. If you’re committed to something, you follow through with it, right? Or at least you should. But not writing? Man, I can think of 1,249,844 reasons to just skip it. Blogs abound, news articles pour in, opinions explode from every corner of this little world… so no one will notice if I don’t! After all, there aren’t really that many people paying attention, anyway. It’s not like someone else is holding me accountable to write.

But it’s a goal this year, it’s something I want to improve upon, and it’s one of those things that I’m just going to have to grind out. Other things are more fun to grind out, though. Earlier this morning I was working on a rewrite of Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing… that seemed like more fun. It seemed more tangible and meaningful.

For the moment, this seems like work. It even feels like a cop-out. Writing about writing is sort of like cheating, no? But I’m forcing myself to do it. Are you still reading? How much more do I have to write before you get bored and click your Stumble Upon button or head back to Facebook?

No photos, no witticisms, no profundity. Just this. When I really do want to, I’m a lot like my son. I stall. This whole post I’ve been stalling. Stall… stall… stall… schleuph!

Done With Small Fonts

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So sue me. I’m done with small fonts. Maybe I’m getting older? Well, that’s for sure… I can tell by the style of clothing I wear that never changes (examines attire).

Another reason? I actually have one. I’m trying to make the blog more about the content of the blog than about all the things you can learn about me. I’m tired of visiting sites, including my own, that have a zillion things to know about the person.

Don’t get me wrong, I like an About page. If I want to know more about you, I’ll click your info page and check it out, maybe get more info on who you really are. But if you’re a blogger, a writer, someone trying to communicate, then I just want to hear what you’re saying. Quit it with all of the accolades and the links and the ads and the… oh wait, some people are doing this to make money… I digress.

You may notice the lack of a side-bar with a long list of blogs I read and things about me. I think I’m starting to care less about all of that stuff. If I visit my own site and I’m distracted by it… “Oh, I need to tweak that… oops, gotta update that link!… oh, that picture is getting old.”… and the list goes on.

So, here I present content, the substance of what I’m trying to do is front and center now.

Not only that, but it’s easy to read. 🙂

This post was composed in Windows Live Writer on a Windows 8 (EIGHT) machine.

Thoughts on 2012

Calendar 2012

This morning I sat down to think about 2012. New Years resolutions are a good thing, I think, especially in the context of self-evaluation and planning. It is good to reflect on the activity in our lives. It is good to think about the world around us and how the lives of others have been affected recently. We should probably be in the habit of doing this more often.

I came across a text in the book of Exodus during meditation this morning. When the Lord was instructing Moses in Exodus 25 and the following chapters regarding the construction of the Tabernacle, he promised to provide the skills to accomplish the work (more accurately, skilled labor). Look at this passage from Exodus 31:1-6…

1 Then the LORD said to Moses, 2 “See, I have chosen Bezalel son of Uri, the son of Hur, of the tribe of Judah, 3 and I have filled him with the Spirit of God, with wisdom, with understanding, with knowledge and with all kinds of skills— 4 to make artistic designs for work in gold, silver and bronze, 5 to cut and set stones, to work in wood, and to engage in all kinds of crafts. 6 Moreover, I have appointed Oholiab son of Ahisamak, of the tribe of Dan, to help him

Not only did God give Moses the blueprints for what to make, but he gave skills to those who would do the work. In particular, there were two men, Bezalel and Oholiab. Bezalel’s gifts BEGAN with wisdom and understanding. It wasn’t just a skill set that the Lord gave to him. First and foremost, he granted wisdom and understanding, which are key ingredients in a person’s life if they are to best use the skills God has given them.

The wisdom and understanding to use our gifts and talents are incredibly important. There is another key in what God provided, though, and that is HELP. I don’t think we’re meant to travel this world in isolation. Oholiab was appointed to help Bezalel, so as together they would bear the burden, manage other workers, cast vision for the people, etc. In my life, those closest to me will be heavily involved if I am to meet my 2012 goals. My commitments cannot be made in a vacuum with only myself to consider! Nor am I alone in trying to meet my goals!

So, for 2012 I have set a supreme goal to live my life in greater wisdom and understanding:

Wisdom is supreme; therefore get wisdom. Though it cost all you have, get understanding. (Prov. 4:7)

Beneath this unifying goal I have set 4 areas of life in which to improve/change. I want to:

1. Have a focused approach to writing, with set goals
2. Intentionally schedule music creation sessions
3. Establish more regular reading habits
4. Accomplish disciplined professional development.

All of these things must be done under the banner of wisdom, not knowledge alone. I am currently contemplating the sacrifices that will be necessary for me to succeed in these four areas. I’ll make an attempt throughout the year to write about these focus areas in my life and share my experience in trying to do them with wisdom and understanding as my shelter.

Do you have goals and/or resolutions for the new year? How do you come to set your goals? Would love to hear your thoughts on the subject. – Chad

Questioning Questioning

11-4-2010 6-45-32 AMNo, it’s not a typo in the title. Lately I have been wondering if we have lost the right to question things. When ideas are questioned anymore, people are frequently defensive and almost violent in their responses.

We could be talking about politics, faith, rocks, art, music or wildflowers. The subject matter doesn’t seem to matter.  I cannot help but feel that somehow a person’s desire to question has itself been called into question.  I’m not sure how else to express it, but I know I’ve felt it.

What is it that causes violent verbal reaction to the most honest inquiries? Have you ever curiously pondered something aloud only to be immediately attacked? I am trying to get the bottom of this way of thinking.

It’s like people don’t want us thinking. They don’t want us challenging the way things are going, or what someone said about a particular subject, or the way leaders represent themselves in public, or anything anywhere.

Here’s a twist, though: if it is popular to question a certain something, then it is OK. I see this at work in particular with current political thought and religious expression. My wife and I were talking last night about the polarized parties in the American government. Everything is extreme.

— If you don’t support abortion, you’re right wing bible bashing fundamentalist.
— If you support welfare to some extent, you’re a psycho lefty liberal who secretly wants to oppress minorities.
— If you admit to doubts about God, you’re a back-sliding, struggling believer (or are you?)
— If you call culture into question, or probe deeper on an issue, people take their ball and go home, or resort to name-calling

We seem to be questioning questioning. It’s fashionable, even "intellectual." Why are we so strongly opposed to the questioning these days? I thought it used to be a virtue to seek the truth, to weed out the bad thinking from the good. What do you think? Or am I out of line to even ask? 🙂