Yet, the other night while we were cleaning up the basement, I came across some old college papers I'd written. Many were for policy classes or other requirements for my Political Science major, but one was from my art elective -- Studio Experience in Glass. I actually gained very basic experience in glass blowing, which was absolutely amazing for a totally non-artistic person like me. I loved it and wish I could find a local glass studio to do it again. Anyway, why we even had to write papers for the class is a mystery, but we did. As I glanced over the essay I found, I kind of couldn't believe what I read. In my mind, I was pretty conservative -- personally, politically, and religiously -- in my college days. But take a look at this excerpt of the paper I found:
There are so many things of which I do not even pretend to have a vague understanding. My questions are at times disconcerting, yet I really want to find real answers or be left with my questions. I have reached the point in my faith where the religious cliches are not only inadequate, but they almost disgust me with the way they trivialize human suffering in the hands of an incomprehensible God.
It may seem like a contradiction to say that I believe in God and in miracles while having almost no understanding about either. I grew up in the church and I am very tired of expectations to know which Bible verses to quote when and for which answers. It seems to me that many churches perpetuate the idea that if everyone can be like the people on the stage, then our questions will melt away in the music and the prayers. However, I can't rid myself of the feeling that if I pretended to know the answers, I would really be pretending that my questions did not exist. To me, pretending that I have all the answers is much worse than clinging to unanswered questions.I mean, what?? I don't know what the specific assignment was, I have no memory of writing that, and I was actually surprised at how similar that me was to the current me. I have no idea how I seemed to lose that for a bit, but maybe that is why the way I feel now seems SO right. The questioning, the not-conforming, the unintentionally inviting criticism.... It's not new. It's just me. I'm not perfect. I don't have all the answers. In fact, I have far more questions than answers. But this is is the real me. Take it or leave it.
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ReplyDeleteGrowing, changing, searching - it's life. It's good. I agree. I can't even begin to even start to tell you how this reflects Mike and I in the last 5 years of our life, it's so intense that its scary. But, one thing I do know: In the middle of all the questions, frustrations, religion, opinions, and close minded judgements, I have decited to never go back...now for finding good in a path once taken....
ReplyDelete"Take it or leave it..." I'll take it! I cannot even express to you how connected I felt to you while reading this post. Not to sound creepy. I feel like the words you wrote were words I could have written myself. It's unbelievable. For what it's worth, I could not agree more with you about how sitting in doubt is more genuine and authentic. Funny as it sounds, somehow admitting there is so much I don't understand, and sitting in that mystery, is actually the most freeing experience I've ever had. I could write forever about this topic, but I'll stop here and say, you are in good company, with at least one person, feeling the exact way you do. Thank you for your honesty. I wish there were more believers like you out there.
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