Back to Blackburn

August 12, 2008

Wow!  Been a year since my last post.  But I am back at least today and perhaps later this week as well.

Lot to chew on in Blacburn’s “Being Good,”  but this is what caught my attention last night.  In making the distinction between an ethical climate and a moralistic one, Blackburn observes, “one peculiarity of our present climate is that we care much more about our rights than about our ‘good.’  For previous thinkers about ethics, such as those who wrote the Upanishads, or Confucius, or Plato, or the founds or the Christian tradition, the central concern was the state of one’s soul, meaning some personal state of justice or harmony.  Such a state might include resignation and renunciation, or detachment, or obedience, or knowledge, especially self-knowledge.” (p. 4).

Now I have no intention of specifically addressing his topic, rather I was struck by he emphasis on self-knowledge.  Yes we all know our preferences like technology (Mac), music (Terrence Blanchard) or ice cream (cookies & cream ice cream cake from BR).  But do we know ourselves?  Can we map the terrain of our own soul.  Or is it just a baffling place that sends us fleeing to the hills?

I once had an altercation with someone I like and respect.  It should not have blown up to the degree that it did.  It took a bit of digging and ruminating until I found ‘it.’  So now I walk away with a deeper understanding of who I am and a greater sensitivity to the humanness of those around me.

Lest I puff myself up too much, I must acknowledge that most days are spent following my preferences (and avoiding the mint chocolate Dips in the freezer).  I enjoy my family, friends, and work.  I pursue intellectual topics that I find stimulating.  Perhaps I should spend a bit more time with compass, paper, and pencil in hand.


So What Do You Know?

September 4, 2007

So how much can we really know anyhow.  I have my perceptions about reality and yet I only have access to my thoughts, my experiences and my perceptions.  Yes, I converse with others but none of us has direct access to how another truely thinks or feels.  Our perceptions of another’s thoughts may be utterly in the opposite of the facts.  Like what happened on my jog yesterday.  I’m running (albeit rather slowly in the 85 degree heat) on the sidewalk in the typical suburban neithborhood.  With my sunglasses on I can’t make direct eye contact with anyone.  So I see this guy with a tatoo and what looks like a bag of beer and he’s on the phone.  Now, I’m normally this cheery type, always saying or waving “Hi!” when I jog by someone.  But this time the shadiness of the guy prompted me to keep my head fixed squarely in front of me.  So when I actually do pass him he says into his phone “f….in  jogger not even f…in”  Well, I didn’t hear much after the two f_bombs.

So he clearly made assumptions about me as I was not courteous to him.  So what is his vision of reality in the burbs such that I negatively reinforced his perception of reality?  And is his conception, which would lay to waste the facade of suburban paradise, the more accurate one?

More snow, no school, more ponderings on church…is it love or is it niceness? (Cherry-Picking Part 2)

January 5, 2007

Once again, I’m at my window watching the beautiful snow fall – probably another foot this time. School is closed so I’m still in my robe and warm comfy slippers that arrived before blizzard #2. I was planning to go shovel my sidewalk (and the sidewalks of both neighbors) but others beat me to it! First, the 2nd grader down the street shoveled and then my next door neigbor broke out the snow blower. I’ll get a chance to return the favor in a few hours.

So, I kinda poured my heart out in a second comment on Susan’s post about cherry picking churches. (Note: I wrote my recent post on this topic after the first comment I made on Susan’s blog). Read the rest of this entry »

Twelve Delights of Christmas…

December 24, 2006

1.  Sitting at my desk, writing this on Christmas Eve and watching the flakes come down in an already beautiful winter wonderland.

3.  Getting my minivan (Santa can I please have some new tires) stuck in front of my house twice in two days.  (Yippee I had an excuse for being late for Sunday School – which was packed on Christmas Eve day!!!).

4.  Enjoying a fresh cup of coffee (with half-n-half which is real treat with empty dairy shelves at the store) on a cold, windy day. Read the rest of this entry »

To the Creep who stole my purse, phone and mp3 player…

November 22, 2006

By now you’ve realized that the little stash you lifted from my car (while it was parked in the driveway at 2:40 p.m.) has not returned the payoff you may have expected. Yes, you got an mp3 player (with a nice cover for jogging), but it only holds about 14 songs. BTW the headphones in my car were purchased that day at Walmart and well…they are Walmart quality. In 6 miles of running they fell out 5 times. I would have returned them, but now you have them. Read the rest of this entry »

10 Books

October 4, 2006

Okay, since Becky gave me the HT and posted her 10 books, I thought I’d add my 10. I too have this habit of reading at least 4-5 books at the same time. Here is what I’ve either recently read, am in the middle of, or hope to read real soon…

1. too good to be true by Michael Horton. This is an easy read, as far as the intellect goes, but it speaks directly to the heart, reminding us not to reinvent God in our own image. Read the rest of this entry »

TV and Tots…

August 4, 2006

I couldn’t resist posting this personal ancedote. Keith is my 6 year old son and this was a conversation he had with my husband:

Keith: Daddy…Mommy is smarter that you.

Daddy: No she’s not. Now why do you think that.
Keith: She doesn’t watch as much TV as you do.

And no, I did not set this one up or prompt my son to speak such truth!