DON'T KNOW MUCH

The old Sam Cooke song 'Wonderful World' starts with these three words:
"Don't know much..." 
And as the song unfolds, there is a lot of things he doesn't know much about.  Which just about sums up life.  The more you learn, what you don't know seems to grow exponentially.  But Sam sings of one vital thing he knows about: love.

I managed to squeeze in a few moments for devotional reading this morning and was struck by the importance of 'knowing' the right things.

Jeremiah 9:24 ...let him who boasts boast in this, that he understands and knows me, that I am the Lord who practices steadfast love, justice, and righteousness in the earth. For in these things I delight, declares the Lord.”

Romans 8:26 Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness. For we do not know what to pray for as we ought, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words.

Prayer remains a difficult mystery for me after many years.  I don't know God well, I don't know how to pray well.  But if the pangs in my spirit result in more of what God desires -- love, justice, righteousness -- in my world, I can be content with that.

Allegiant and the whole 'Young Adult Lit' thingy

As mentioned earlier, I was at the tail-end of the Divergent trilogy in January.  My review is here at Goodreads.  Veronica Roth is not long out of college and wrote much of the trilogy while still in college.  I am not sure what that says about college, but it is an impressive feat of writing to put together a coherent 3-volume narrative in that time span while otherwise academically occupied.  I am convinced that even the most creative fiction authors are still autobiographers.  Who Veronica Roth is seeps deeply into the characterizations in Divergent-Insurgent-Allegiant, particularly the values that Tris holds and her view of her parents.

The YA genre works because it is idealistic, fast-paced, emotional, reactionary.  Exactly.  I was a teenager once.  Which is why I am not recommending a steady diet of this for my daughters or anyone else for that matter.  However, in the inescapable buzz of our media-saturated culture, the Divergent movie will be this year's Hunger Games.  Oh, wait, Hunger Games 2 is this year's Hunger Games…  Anyway, I am not sure about watching the Divergent movie because there are some parts in the book that could lend themselves to overly violent or overly sexual imagery.  Have to wait for some reviews.

Whether anyone in my family reads the books or not, the story will be out there.  And I want to be part of that story with my daughters.

Some great questions are raised, not necessarily answered, by the series:
What does it mean to be loyal to family, friends, your culture?
What do you do about conflicting loyalties?
How much does your genetic heritage determine who you are?
Can you overcome a horrible childhood or even a slightly flawed childhood?
What is the place of faith in an often violent and unjust world?

Those are precisely the kind of questions I should be discussing with my idealistic, fast-paced, emotional, reactionary teenage daughter.  :-)

HAPPILY EVER AFTER

It is, as we will continue to be reminded for the next 13 days, Valentine's month.  Yesterday, I shared a joyful breakfast with a friend whose son wed a delightful young lady in January.  Their start together is captured so well here.  We have high hopes for their 'ever after'.

"Happily Ever After" Disney Corporation

As my wife and I are well into the 'ever after', I have seen how much 'happily' there can be.  Marriage at its finest is so enriching.  Truth be told, though, it isn't 'ever' as in 'forever' happy.  There is a steady accumulation of daily choices resulting in a two becoming one, or in a slow drifting that ultimately leads to two individuals who don't know each other.  Every day I have to choose, because I wake up a slightly different person than I was yesterday, and my bride does as well.  After 32 years, that can be a lot of change.

Do the vows mean something two or three decades later after the bloom of youth has been eroded by work and children and the simple struggle to live?  I have found the vows continue to mean something when I live them in the light of something higher:

"Husbands, love your wives, as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her… In the same way husbands should love their wives as their own bodies. He who loves his wife loves himself… “Therefore a man shall leave his father and mother and hold fast to his wife, and the two shall become one flesh.” This mystery is profound…"

Pruned in the Garden of Faith

For only the second time since planting roses beside our house 10 or more years ago, I did the annual pruning and feeding.  If there is an opposite of a green thumb (such as a brown thumb) when it comes to horticultural aptitude, I have it.  Which is why the majority of our front yard is drought-resistant rock and other forms of non-living ground cover.  But, I want the rose bushes to live as their fragrance and color are a gift each spring.  So, I have tried to educate myself on the mysteries of the seasonal nurturing.  Ruthlessly cutting back doesn't seem like a very helpful thing to do to a plant that is already dormant from lack of the sun's warmth and light.  Yet, it is.  It produced some lovely, healthy blooms last year after my first attempt at annual pruning.

For some time in my walk of faith, I have been feeling like these rose bushes: lacking light, cut back, and just lately, surrounded by, well 'fertilizer'.  Sometimes I am more thorny than I really have cause to be.  But, I have a flicker of confidence that a spring will come and am trusting in these words:

“I am the true vine, and my Father is the vinedresser… every branch that does bear fruit he prunes, that it may bear more fruit." (John 15).