the B Edition

I read this book and reviewed via podcast. Enjoy.

My podcast review of bruxy – the end of religion

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For the class with many names, sometimes referred to as the Ekklesia Seminar, one of our assignments was to visit a few churches from around the area of different types.

I believe the types were…

1. Fundamentalist
2. Liberal
3. A different home churches’ home church
4. Crazy church? I dont remember the term, oh well.

So here is what I visited…

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Van⋅i⋅ty

/ˈvænɪti/  plural -ties, adjective

1.
excessive pride in one’s appearance, qualities, abilities, achievements, etc.; character or quality of being vain; conceit: Failure to be elected was a great blow to his vanity.

2.
an instance or display of this quality or feeling.

3.
something about which one is vain.

4.
lack of real value; hollowness; worthlessness: the vanity of a selfish life.

Indulging in vanity is one of my biggest struggles. Most of the time I think I have the right to look cool, or dress the way i think is impressive. Pride could be substituted for vanity in my case. I think it is me, and my style is cool. I feel very highly about the way I dress, or what others are wearing even. I cant help but realize how pointless it really is to care as much as I have about this type of thing. I mean other than looking cool, why else would I buy some awesome shoes or pants? I have no need.

Psyche.

I tell myself that I will stop worrying about the way I dress after I get married. I look at people like Keith, who rarely can tell if his clothes match (he is color blind), and think that’s how I will be when I’m older. My wife can pick out my clothes and I’ll enjoy what she chooses.

I think the truth is there that this is a major issue though. A better point is to take the focus off of me, and to the rest of my generation. Most people dress a certain way for a certain reason. Some to be different, some to stand out, and the rest to impress. And this, sadly, is where most people get their identity. The only reason some people are significant is because they dress awesome. I knew a guy in school named “Airhart”. (obviously fake name). He dressed pretty awesome and I knew it. SO every now and then I would attempt to dress like this dude. The problem was, that was the only thing I really liked about the dude, and I think that is the only reason most people liked the dude. Really he had no friends, which is sad, and most likely still doesn’t. School is over now so pretty much all that reputation he built of dressing cool is over, and basically his life is over. With no more people to say “man dude you look cool”, he is lost.

I’m glad attempting to look cool to people is not all i have. I’m glad that now that school is over I still have people to love, to in turn make me feel loved. I may still try to dress cool, but hey whatever, I have really awesome friends that I don’t have to impress. On top of that I built deep relationships with these people I know wont end because I wear some glasses they think are gay. (because i did this, and we are still cool, laugh out loud). But no i really know these people are loving people that will forever love me no matter the way I look.

And even if all of my loving friends did pass away, or somehow all become retardedly evil, I’d still have the Lord. Who wont gossip about me, turn me down because I don’t have a tie on, or even say my glasses are lame.

This is a major issue with me that in the long run doesn’t have that many downsides, other than I’m all about clothes, which can get pricy. But that’s okay too because I budgeted and have not purchased any thing to go towards my wardrobe for a long time. (not including grad party, because that was basically all refunded).

I love the Lord

I love my friends.

I love my family.

Thank God for being so forgiving, as well as everything else he has given me.

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