Some people think the rapture is happening this Saturday. That should put a little pep in your step if you're into that kind of thing. Of course, that makes me think about my first year of teaching when I planned a field trip to the Raptor Center. A lot of my pentecostal and other fundamental-ish students were interested how a Rapture Center would work. I then got to explain the pun. But, I can't see that misunderstanding happening in too many parts of the world.
The next four weeks of school are going to be pandemonium. There's an advantage to knowing that, I guess. I also know that the chaos will fly by.
My Sunday night Bible Study is on the Sermon on the Mount. We studied "love your enemies" tonight. The whole study has been challenging. Tonight my take away was that loving my enemies ultimately comes down to trust in God. I'm also developing a passion for Psalm 37. I'm always taken back how deeply imbedded the Psalms and Pentateuch are in Jesus' words. He knew Scripture. Of course, he is the Word. The Sermon on the Mount is a good reminder of the mystery and challenge of the Christian faith. I'm not sure how Jesus would feel/react to followers being concerned about figuring out the date of the rapture-- or about other ones judging them.
(I wrote this May 15th-- so the dates are a little off.)
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Sunday, May 1, 2011
excitement with numbers
I'm really excited about my birthday! I'm turning 32 on Monday, May 2. You're thinking, "Um, okay. You're getting old." But, you're missing the momentous coolness of this birthday.
32 is 2 to the 5th power (2x2x2x2x2). And the second of May is 5/2. Therefore, I'm turning 2 to the 5th on 5/2. It's like inverted genius. You know how people have golden birthdays: it's the year you turn the date of your birthday. In case you're unfamiliar with this concept, my birthday is the 2nd, so my golden birthday was when I turned two. My sister's birthday is on the 14th so hers was when she turned 14.
But, what is awesome about tomorrow's birthday is that it incorporates the day and the month... and EXPONENTS. I feel that this is omen of awesomeness for the year! Who knows what's going to happen? I may meet my soulmate, travel to India, write a best-selling novel, learn Hebrew, develop all the fruits of the spirit, get the coolest job ever or get accepted into a dream PhD program without applying. God's into numbers-- read Revelation. Then again, he's not into numbers in a Nostradamus sort of a way.
Plus, I'm really digging my thirties. I'm more relaxed and cooler. I was on this first date ("the interview" as my brother calls it) with this guy who was 32. He was talking about how old we were. I was thinking, "Speak for yourself!" It was our only date. I agree with my favorite professor's take on aging; he said the only thing he missed about his twenties was his body. He didn't miss the neurosis, the self doubt, the drama-- just the six-pack abs and being able to swim a fast mile.
32 is 2 to the 5th power (2x2x2x2x2). And the second of May is 5/2. Therefore, I'm turning 2 to the 5th on 5/2. It's like inverted genius. You know how people have golden birthdays: it's the year you turn the date of your birthday. In case you're unfamiliar with this concept, my birthday is the 2nd, so my golden birthday was when I turned two. My sister's birthday is on the 14th so hers was when she turned 14.
But, what is awesome about tomorrow's birthday is that it incorporates the day and the month... and EXPONENTS. I feel that this is omen of awesomeness for the year! Who knows what's going to happen? I may meet my soulmate, travel to India, write a best-selling novel, learn Hebrew, develop all the fruits of the spirit, get the coolest job ever or get accepted into a dream PhD program without applying. God's into numbers-- read Revelation. Then again, he's not into numbers in a Nostradamus sort of a way.
Plus, I'm really digging my thirties. I'm more relaxed and cooler. I was on this first date ("the interview" as my brother calls it) with this guy who was 32. He was talking about how old we were. I was thinking, "Speak for yourself!" It was our only date. I agree with my favorite professor's take on aging; he said the only thing he missed about his twenties was his body. He didn't miss the neurosis, the self doubt, the drama-- just the six-pack abs and being able to swim a fast mile.
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