How true is this? What do you think?
Okay, okay. You have probably heard about Anne Rice and her quitting of “Christianity not Christ.”
Now, this has been written about a billion plus times, and I don’t particularly have anything new to say. I’m still a bit on the fence about it all… but wanted to share this person’s opinion, because I think it’s absolutely perfectly written.
This was what I personally thought was the best:
I wonder at times what God thinks of our assemblies, offerings, and songs–if He is ready to spit us out of His mouth for being neither cold nor hot but merely lukewarm. Somehow, the petty bickering and divisions that so plague the Western Church seem to have little to do with worship or righteousness. They certainly pale in authenticity when compared to the rest of the world where believers in Christ bear testimony to their Savior despite threats and persecutions, peril, slavery, and the sword.
Here we go. This is crux of things. And, I (though deeply ashamed to admit it) am entirely too guilty of being “lukewarm” in hundreds of ways.
Q: Accepting of people?
A: Well, maybe. I mean yeah, but only if you’re right.
Q: Be kind to people?
A: Well, that’s so much easier if you’re just handing me change… if I have to work with you, erm.
I’m entirely to quick to judge other parts of Christianity, but be completely accepting of other religions. How is it fair to be so critical of my spiritual counterparts when I claim to (very strongly) believe that there are multiple paths?
And on and on it goes. Ultimately, I think that Rice has a brilliant idea* but I do think that it probably should have been a much more personal (thus quieter decision). And there goes the judging again.
And, if you want Rice’s thoughts on this click here
*I could never do it. I find too much peace and comfort in my practices.
mmm maybe not.
bathroom. brush teeth. check hair (shower? yes? no? no.)
lie back down.
read book. i mean whole book. yay!
shake husband. then sweetly kiss.
get up, get dressed. 10:00 am.
lie back down. poke husband. kiss cheek.
fine. i’m up. trudge to living room. wait for husband. 11:00 am.
farmer’s market. husband’s work. coffee. check facebook. read more.
husband off work. yay!
home. dinner? hmmmm.
tv. dinner. drinks. friends. laugh. dance. sing. joy.
1:00 am. bed.
This was a lot of fun! And, I think you guys should fill out “U” for me!
A is for Age: I’ll still be young in December
B is for Body: short and fantastic (remember my challenge for the week?)
C is for Career: perpetual student. loving it
D is for Dad’s name: Jerry
E is for Essential items to bring to a party: Chips and Salsa
F is for Favorite song or music: Cop out answer is… totally depends on the day. I wake up with a new song in my head every. morning.
G is for Goof off thing to do: talking with my husband anywhere in the house… or reading.
H is for Hometown: Austin, Texas
I is for Instrument you play: I’m relearning the piano
J is for Jam or Jelly you like: Raspberry Chipotle or Grape!
K is for Kids: Nada
L is for Living arrangement: a fantastic 40’s style apartment
M is for Mom’s name: Carol
N is for Name of best friend: What a tricky question. Ashton and Lindsey. Plus new best friendships forming
O is for Overnight Stay in a Hospital: tonsils out in ’93.
P is for Phobias: well, there’s always the failsafe bugs. But seriously? I hate, HATE showers which haven’t been used before me.
Q is for Quote you like: Oh man. Let’s go with: And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. – Max Ehrmann from Desiderata
R is for Relationship that lasted longest: mine and my parents!
S is for Siblings: a half brother and two brothers-in-law
T is for Texas, ever been? Ummm yes! Miss it all the frickin’ time.
U is for Unique trait: you guys should fill this in for me.
V is for vegetable you love: broccoli
W is for Worst traits: umph. being aloof when I first meet people. It gives a terrible impression
X- is for X-rays you’ve had: wrist when I broke it many, many moons ago.
Y is for Yummy food you make: mmm lots of great sweets
Z is for Zodiac sign: Sagittarius
Nothing compares to the simple pleasure of a bike ride. ~John F. Kennedy
I didn’t learn how to ride a bike as a kid.
I know, I know. sacrilege. But, don’t blame my parents. Nope. My whole family looooves bike riding. They did things like the MS-150 and the Alamo Challenge. My grandmother even had an article written about her.
But I had no desire to ride. If you know anything about me, you know that I can be a bit ornery. That’s kindly put. And I, I was *not* going to do anything that my family loved (stupid, stupid, stupid).
Now, I want to ride. I got the bug a couple of years ago, when Husband, Best (boy) Friend and I all moved in together. I really wanted to learn. So, they taught me. And, I loved it. But we never really had the chance to ride. We just couldn’t do it in Huntsville — too many early mornings and too many late, late nights. Then, husband and I moved to Lincoln, then we moved downtown. And it’s perfect. I just have the bug, and I want to ride and ride and ride. We live about a mile from campus… perfect! Library? .5 miles. Grocery? 10 blocks.
We started riding. And it was fantastic. Then, his pedal fell off. Oomph. A month later we finally repaired it, only to have my bike become this ridiculous pile of stuff.
Why? Because I’m short. Okay, that’s not the whole reason. But, I am short. And that means that I need a little bike. Which meant the kids section at Wal Mart! Which meant a crappy bike. Which meant that it’s a pain to ride and sucks.
Which means I need a new(er) bike. And, I’ve been looking.
They’re gorgeous. But not cost effective. Instead, I’m saving up to buy a refurbished, older bike.
See, I just need something simple, single speed but with hand brakes, not the ones you pedal backwards on. And the older bikes are perfect for that. So, by mid-August, I will have the perfect (for me) bike.
Wish me luck!