Theft and Capitalism Monday, Aug 17 2009 

St. Basil on theft:
“When someone strips a man of his clothes we call him a thief. And one who might clothe the naked and does not — should he not be given the same name? The bread in your board belongs to the hungry: the cloak in your wardrobe belongs to the naked, the shoes you let rot belong to the barefoot; the money in your vaults belongs to the destitute.”

St. Basil has some harsh words for the Christians of today. Is it not our very nature as humans to horde? Don’t I want to make sure that I have enough for today and tommorow? And yet Basil is telling me no, that not only should I not store up things, but that doing so is theft. That I’m stealing from the poor. Oh what a challenge this is! I am by no means wealthy. I’m a college student who relies on his parents in order to get by. But I still feel St. Basil is talking to me, challenging me to act more Christ like.

On a political scale this call grows louder in supporting Socialism. How can Christians justify investments, profits, interest, and wages in light of this? Why have we, as a Church, not sold our property, given away our belongings, divided our money, and fasted until all were fed?

 

St. John Chrysostom said it best,

“It is not for lack of miracles that the church is stagnant; it is because we have forsaken the angelic life of Pentecost, and fallen back on private property. If we lived as they did, with all things common, we should soon convert the whole world without any need of miracles at all.”

“For ‘mine’ and ‘thine’ — those chilly words which introduce innumerable wars into the world — should be eliminated from that holy Church . . .The poor would not envy the rich because there would be no rich. Neither would the poor be despised by the rich, for there would be no poor. All things would be in common.”

Christ have mercy on me, a sinner. For I have stolen from the poor, and I have therefore stolen from you.

Moved Saturday, May 31 2008 

Today is my first day back at my fathers house. I love having air conditioning. My room is cozy. I’m able to get on a more powerful computer, and I have cable. The downside is I already feel lonely. I miss my roommates, and I miss having people constantly come over. Luckily I do have my scooter back. I’m going to put energy into nurturing old friendships and I’ll have to visit my old roommates frequently.

Hugs Friday, May 30 2008 

Sometime ago I wrote FREE HUGS on a shirt of mine. While no one has taken me up on the offer yet I think it’s an important concept. I believe hugs are very important and feel that more people should hug. Hugging should not be reserved for lovers or family members. The handshake should be replaced with the hug. The hug is a way to peace. It would be hard to kill someone that you just embraced as another human being.

Go to www.freehugscampaign.org

A month later…. Friday, May 9 2008 

Well I just got out of my philosophy final not to long ago. It was a great class and part of me is already missing it. Although I’m excited about the freedom of summer break. I thought about working more hours but really, I think the vacation will do me a lot of good.

I’m trying to figure out my next step in life and I’m horrible unsure of what to do. I’m not even sure what i want to end up doing, let alone what steps I need to take. My problem is probably a combination of a desire to grow up and a fear of commitment.

My ideas include:

Massage Therapist which would most likely lead into getting a degree in Traditional Oriental Medicine

Physical Therapist

Philosophy College Professor

Social Studies High School Teacher

???? Other things I havn’t thought of.

As you see I have the fields I’m interested in down. Health care or Education. But I have no idea which of those or which specific job within them I want to do.

Keep in mind I hope to become a priest or deacon part time God willing.

Life Update Tuesday, Apr 8 2008 

I went camping last weekend and did a lot of sword fighting. Keep an eye out later this week for photos.

Also, I went to a job interview for a Bank Teller position at Mazuma Credit Union and I hope things went well enough.

Yesterday the back tire on my scooter went flat and my car is still in the shop indefinintly. I think it’s a sign that I need to go ahead and buy a new car(a Taurus) from my mom asap so I can have a vehicle.

Museum Wednesday, Mar 19 2008 

I went to the museum with Kelsey yesterday morning

This is me standing in front of a giant birdie. Photobucket

This is probably the coolest thing there. It is the alleged finger bone of St. John the Baptist in a relic. Photobucket

I also took a picture of St Francis of Assisi Photobucket

The other really cool artificat that was next to the relic was an old religious text hand written by monks. Photobucket

Afterwards we went and ate at Edens Alley, an awesome vegetarian restaurant where I had a delicious salad and lasagna.

Then the two of us went to a yarn store Kelsey had been dying to find.

After I went home I passed out until 10 minutes before work!

Disciple’s Hall Wednesday, Mar 19 2008 

A short while ago my priest approached me about starting a saturday evening service that would be convienent for young adults such as myself.

I was thrilled at the idea, and we began brainstorming. We decided a traditional service, which honored the mystery of the church, and the panentheism of the Lord would be most appropriate. So it was suggested we take a very plain room in the church which actually had a bad history and transform it into a worship space.

The service will be traditional as I said, with incense and candles. The whole shebang. The sermon will be of a more question and answer set up, and food will be offered afterwards.

Let me say I have been blessed by the Church’s generosity. I will go ahead and post pictures of the space: before and after construction.
This is what the room looked like originally. The walls were a plain white and the windows completly clear.

Now it looks like this :

A close up of the windows with newly stained glass:

A couple pictures of the construction:

Poem Thursday, Mar 13 2008 

Under
the white tree
I wait for thee,
When you don’t come
I flee.