Well, here I am…behind again. C’est la vie.
It’s been a crazy, hard, busy month, and I can’t say I’m sorry to see it drawing to a close. But it’s been good, too, and God has been working on me. I’ve put knitting ahead of blogging, so here’s an overdue post — a quick miscellany/random thoughts mashup:
~ My daughter-in-law recommended Call the Midwife, a BBC series on Netflix. I began binge-watching on Sunday afternoon, and I’m hooked.
~ I’m also more hooked on knitting than ever. Right now I’m working on a challenging (to me, at least) project that I’m determined to conquer. The brioche stitch in two colors has proven difficult, but this is where my stubborn streak pays off. I will not give up until I’ve got it. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve started over on this cowl. I’ve finally made some progress:
~ This afternoon, while I was knee-deep in piles of paper at work and just beginning to wonder what in the world I’d make for dinner, Paul texted those sweet, sweet words: “How about if I take you out to eat tonight?” YES, PLEASE!! We tried Grub, one of the many new burger joints in Tallahassee. We agreed that it’s a do-over. I had a salmon burger. Two thumbs up!
~ Ok, now on to less pleasant matters — politics. This is really, really discouraging. It’s maddening that Lerner et al got away with it.
~ If McDonald’s goes under it will be because they followed liberals to disaster. Maybe. But I do think their very poor service plays a part. When I want fast food on my lunch hour, I go to Chick-fil-A because, even though the line stretches around the building, it moves quickly, I always get the correct order, the food is fresh, and the employees are friendly and respectful. McDonald’s? Not so much.
~ How our culture of narcissism creates trans obsessions:
When we say that gender, ability, or race are social constructs rather than inherent qualities, we are not saying anything about ourselves. The trans person is not saying, “This is what I am.” The trans person is saying, “This is how society should treat me.” This causes all kinds of issues to arise in public policy. Should a person who blinds himself because he feels blindness is his identity get the same benefits as those born without sight? Should a person who identifies as black get preferential treatment in college admissions? Should a transwoman-owned business be eligible for government set-asides?…
…These transitions are never about how one feels in regard to themselves, but always expressed as a demand to be treated a certain way by society at large. This reflects a wider cultural change in the West over the past half-century. A culture of narcissism has emerged, in which society exists primarily to make us happy. In the world of participation trophies, gender fluidity, and sensitivity training, society is no longer molding us; we are molding it. We no longer ask what we can contribute to society, we demand that society contribute to our well-being.
~ Soul mates? Read the whole thing, but here’s a peek:
The “soul mate” concept is unworkable and completely unfair to the real other person in your life. It puts enormous pressure on him or her to perform, to meet our impossible expectations. As Jerry Root and Stan Guthrie point out in “The Sacrament of Evangelism,” putting others in God’s place—expecting them to give us what only He can—is a naked form of idolatry and will only lead to deep disappointment.
Here’s another thing. The “soul mate” idea suggests that marriage is all about me, that I need to find someone who understands me perfectly, who makes me happy. Marriage should be about finding someone you can make happy. In the great teaching on marriage in Ephesians, for example, husbands are told to lay down their lives for their wives, as Christ did for the church.
Well, my knitting project and Netlix are calling, and I’ve only got about an hour or so before my eyelids get too heavy.
Thanks for hanging around,