Mishmash

I am quite certain that if the institution of religion did not exist, a lot more people would be open to faith.

Even people who profess themselves to be opposed to believing in something that is by virtue unprovable. (And here I do mean unprovable, which is too often substituted with unknowable.)

Damn it. I feel like I am always on the defensive. I think that is because I always consent to arguing things on other people's terms. But that, like many have observed, is because people who disagree with faith can only argue within the field of reason. Which is fine for an argument about the affects of faith or the institution of religion. But in order to argue about faith you have to delve into a playing field that is not refereed by reason. Which is a place where people who profess themselves to be without faith generally cannot or will not go.

Do I think that I am smarter than people without faith? No. Do I think that I am more content? Perhaps. Do I think that I can understand their position on my faith and their reason for their lack thereof? Yes. Do I think that they can understand the basis for my faith, or the reasons for my confidence in my faith? Not entirely. Do I think that deep down they would like to be able to make faith compatible with their sense of reason and rationality? Definitely.



"So though we cannot know
If everything glittering
Will turn into the gold..."
-Peter Sallet, Heart of Mine
This was a perfect song choice for Olive's memorial service if I may say so myself. Keeping the Faith was on the other day, which reminded me of her...and of this song. But I can't remember what happens in the end, and whether she ends up with the pastor friend or the rabbi friend, or neither.


Today Israel bombed a UN school. Those fuckers are absolutely insane.


Aaaand, I got a package from Chloe today!!! Yay for things that are salty and sweet and silver and sparkly! I feel loved now. I will call her tonight and Emi tomorrow. I talked to Aaron last night. And then I will call Stephen maybe ummm Saturday. And then maybe other Stephen on Sunday night? See? Its like a virtual social life! The sad thing is that I actually was going to go out tonight and meet up with people, but I am too tired from my day with snotty (but cute) toddlers.




"I'm dead. Operate on me. And make it hurt!"
-The 4 year old