Politics, Religion, Irony, Food, and Television

 

I haven’t blogged in months, but I’m in the process of deciding whether to let it die or try again.  Part of this is that I am on Facebook and, there, share all my passing thoughts with the planet so I don’t know why I need to do it 2 places.
But it occurred to me the other day that almost all of my interactions with everything tend to fall loosely into 5 categories-and many in more than one category:(In no particular order)  Politics, Religion, Irony, Television, or Food.  

Marriage falls mainly in the first 2, but also possibly into Food.  The rhythms of my life fall mainly into Religion and Food.
The rhythms of my Thursday nights fall almost entirely into television.  

So here is this week broken up.

I understand politics to be, not government alone, but acts of the community whereby we shape our community practices, identity, and creed and out of that, interact with the Other and the larger community.  Thus, the church, in being an alternative polis, is a political entity. So not spending money on Sunday this week, even though I really wanted to because I was thirsty and we were driving, was a political act.  We were talking about this last night and the movement of New Monasticism and worrying about how the machine of celebrity might change it. We also explained pacifism to a friend and answered the insightful question, if Christians are not to fight, “Why is there fighting in the Old Testament?”- –Politics

After a long, good week of, as my priest says, ” darkness getting two punches for every one light gets,”  which is his description of the week leading up to good friday and good friday itself, I wasn’t able to make it to church on Easter Sunday because I was in Atlanta and J’s grandpa is in the hospital very sick, so we were in crisis mode.  Here’s the good news: Easter isn’t a day, it is a season.  —-Religion

 I would venture to say that thousands of people who don’t normally go to church, show up on Easter and Christmas.  I go to church every Sunday and have missed church this year on Easter and Christmas. —Irony

As the Office is less funny, more of a dramady than a comedy, I still am in love with Kenneth Parcel. —Television

I cut open a perfectly ripe avocado last night and had to restrain myself from not bursting into the doxology, the two-toned greenness, the softness and not-too-much-but-just-right squishiness, the richness.  Praise God from whom the blessing of avocados flow.  —Food (okay and Religion too, but they are all very interconnected)