I wound up trying to run a good part of my 5 miles last night, rather than just walk. I wound up going about a mile worth of jogging, though about halfway through I took a break because my shins were threatening to break in half. So, I went and sat in our little prayer chapel at PHC (because it has a comfy chair, and is secluded). Noticing a journal on the table I thought "ooo, a prayer journal!" which turned out to be the correct impulse. Looking in it, the first (and, until I wrote in it, only) entry was "Please protect me from idolatry while in the PHC prayer chapel." Which raised the question in my mind,
Why the fuck can't we be content with ANYTHING here at PHC?!?
Admittedly, wondering "why the fuck" about anything while in the prayer chapel is a sure sign that I'm going to hell in a handbasket, but that's been obvious for a while, and is beside the point.
We have a nice little secluded chapel, with prayer benches, which is really quiet and nice for thought/meditiation/prayer/whatever. It has various pictures of Biblical scenes along the walls, which I'll admit inspired me to think "Interesting that they chose to have images like that in a prayer chapel on a really protestant campus. It's sorta iconography" or something that effect. And maybe it's just me projecting that makes me see that prayer request as trying to snark at the Administration's efforts to build a prayer chapel rather than a genuine struggly with the tendency to worship the image of Christ, rather than Christ himself. But still, we are an entire campus full of pessimists. We can never see the positive sides of things. Admittedly, of late the Administration hasn't given us a whole lot of reason to be positive, but that doesn't give us the right to focus only on the bad in all situations. I'm cynical (oh MAN I'm cynical) but at least I can recognize that it's often bad to be cynical, and try to look on the bright side sometimes (even if only to act as the devil's advocate, another problem with my personality).
So, let me pose a challenge to you. Try to find something positive about whatever you're in. There is *always* a bright side to everything, even if it's essentially just the glisten off of a ball of crap. If nothing else, it'll make you feel happier.
Oh, and if you're looking at this entire post and just thinking "He said fuck! I can't believe he did that!" then I shall giggle at you for entirely missing the point of huge numbers of things, and being so easy to offend. I shall make a specific point of doing so in the future. :-)
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