This blog is becoming something I didn't expect it to be. I started it to write about fashion, food and travel but then found myself talking about something so different. As I've mentioned in previous posts I have been dissecting, rebuilding, and understanding my Christian faith and it's captivated my mind. When I made space for writing I found it's all I wanted to say.
I made a program for myself as a guide to continue learning, as if I was in grad school and I was the professor, and the student. I'm four months into it and I write about it as I go, more for me than for anyone, but the parts that are readable I'll publish here. My teachers include a Greek Orthodox Painter, an Orthodox Rabbi in Jerusalem, an Anglican Vicar with a draw towards the contemplative, an Evangelical Christian Pastor and then a time of service to the poor. For three months each, I’ll learn from them, study from their perspectives, read their book recommendations, practice their spiritual disciplines, and hopefully find new perspectives of truth in each.
I'll also read the Bible, how modern of me. One of the encouragements my former professor had given me was to stop reading around the Bible. I find I read other people’s thoughts and studies because the Bible can be really confusing and I would just as well have someone talk to me about it than read it myself. So instead, I'm reading it to understand it better, and sometimes I’m a brat and highlight every time in the name of the Lord, “they left no survivors”, then sometimes I’m gracious and I try to see the point.
I believe enough to know that I never want to be the bystander who bails out of the hard work of religion because I’m just too lazy to try, using its lack of clarity as a warrant for apathy. I think this one life matters and if nothing else we should spend it contending to find the purpose and aligning our lives with it.
This is where I start…