The beautiful thing about my ridiculous commute is the time for possible phone conversations. Today I had the opportunity to catch up with my friend Sarah, who just returned from a tour of Europe. I met Sarah at Saranac this summer--she was the one who read all applications and is partly responsible for accepting me onto summer staff. Well in the "Strengths and Weaknesses" section of the application I tried to be very honest and put down as a weakness "Don't particularly like a lot of Christians" which is very true. Well I guess she thought it was hilarious and we've been friends ever since. We're both of the extremely rare "Christian liberal" breed, and were lamenting over our lack of peers in that department. You know, someone I can pray with, then go grab a beer at a local pub and talk politics. I am still trying to wrap my mind around the concept of voting for "morals"--as if voting against someone was voting against morals themselves; as if one person embodied all morals. I am seriously flabbergasted by the notion---I guess I need it explained to me because I am seriously dumbfounded. Like if you have some way to explain this to me, by all means, do it. I give up. I don't get it.
Regardless, it was simply great to talk to another Christian who was as distraught as I.
What are morals anyway?
I vote for caring for the poor, for better education, for jobs for the working class and against unjust war--how does that make me less moral? I love Jesus, work to protect his creation, want equal rights for all citizens and believe that love, grace and mercy can do far more than aggression, rhetoric and fear, but I am less?
How can fear and faith coincide in the discourse of the president?
Enough--my blood pressure is starting to rise...
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