How God Came to Be on Both Sides

So, voting happens on Tuesday. Should be a hoot.

Anyway, here in California there's this item on the ballot known as Proposition 8, which is essentially a measure that would add a line saying that marriage is between one man and one woman to our state constitution. It's fiercely contested, and is the most funded campaign (over $25 million on each side) in the US, second only to the presidential election.

Evangelical Christians, including Focus on the Family and Rick Warren, and other social conservatives in the state have been adamant in their support for the measure, while a smattering of others, including Google and Steven Spielberg, have been taking very public stances against the measure. Chuck Colson went so far as to say that if Proposition 8 does not pass (and thus same-sex marriage remains valid here in California) it will be a modern day Armageddon.

I will be voting against Proposition 8 for a number of reasons.

The primary reason that I will be voting against Prop 8 is because I believe very firmly in the separation of Church and State. I think that the only strong church is one which is free from the whims of our government, and I'm willing to accept that this sometimes will mean that our state will become more secularized. This, however, does not mean that our Church must compromise in any way, unless we see fit. The addition of this line, however, would be the institution of religious principles in an otherwise civil document.

Put another way, I find no compelling argument for Proposition 8 outside of the Judeo-Christian religious tradition. I've heard the argument that every major society has held that marriage is between a man and a woman for 5,000 years, which is at least a little suspect. It's true in that I don't know of any source endorsing same-sex marriage over the span of human history, it's hardly true that the notion of marriage between one man and one woman is found throughout that time. For Christians, the Old Testament is filled with example after example of a godly man marrying multiple wives--in fact, this was often a sign of his godliness, as godliness led to prosperity and polygamy was a sure sign of prosperity. It seems to me that the New Testament's introduction of a man being married to but one wife (in Paul's description of a deacon, I believe) is more of a following culture thing than a moral revelation thing.

I certainly could be wrong.

I sat in my pastor's office this past Monday and for an hour and a half we discussed and debated these fourteen words and why they should or should not be added to our constitution. I respect and like my pastor very much, and though we still do not agree on this issue, those feelings have not changed. During the course of conversation, I made a comment to him that I did not understand at the time, but which I somehow still believed to be true. I said that there were Christians on both sides of this issue, and that I thought that those on both sides were right, both were following the will of God.

It was only days later that I kinda started to figure out maybe how that could actually be.

Maybe God cares more about the "why" when we vote than the "what." Maybe God hears my pastor's heart for holiness and redemption in his vote for Proposition 8 (as well as the heart of the rest of the church staff, the rest of the church, most of my friends, and even my girlfriend) but also hears my heart for compassion and justice (and justice in the sense that it is required that you view someone as an equal before you can act justly in relation to them) in my vote against Proposition 8, and God blesses both efforts. I'm reminded of that part in the Bible where Samuel is looking for a new king to anoint after Saul basically blows it. God tells Samuel, "People look at the outside appearance, but I look at the heart." (1 Sam. 16.7, good old Bible Gateway always comes to the rescue)

Maybe this is just what I tell myself so I can sleep at night knowing that I'm standing [what feels like] completely alone within my branch of the faith basically trying to destroy the most basic, time-tested foundation of all of civilization just for some "sinners." Or as one prominent minister out here put it, I'm throwing away 5 000 years of human tradition for just 2% of the population.

I guess I'm just doing what I feel like Jesus would have...standing up for the marginalized in our society. And I know that those of my creed on the opposite side feel the same about their stance, that they are indeed doing what Jesus would have done...standing up for moral truth and righteousness in a wicked generation.


On a slightly unrelated note, I love bluegrass music, and I have no idea why. I just do.

Peace, love, and joy.

Several Months Later...

The last six months have been busy. That is the entirety of what I would like to write about them.

My roommate and I finally got an actual internet connection in our apartment this past weekend, and I had time to set up my computer for it last night.  I hope that this means that I will be able to write more.

I'd like to write like I used to; it's been a long time since I've written anything worth reading.  But for today, I think that I have to write one of these "I'm back" type posts.

Peace, love, and joy to you all.

the word to me

john 5.8 - get up

My nose is crooked and I do not know why.

I work in a TV studio satellite switchboard place of entertainment wondertude. Earlier today I sat in "the chair" and looked at myself in the monitor.

My nose definitely hooks to one side, even though I've never broken it.

Maybe that's why...

Peace, love, and joy to you all.

update

hey guys

i'm still alive.  i packed up my computer about two weeks ago and haven't yet arrived at my final destination. i'm moving into my place this weekend and so i should have a fairly full update up sometime by the middle of the week.

life is good. plj

Hooray It's Christmas

I really like the "other" verses of Christmas carols--you know, like you're out with a randomly gathered group of people ringing other randomly selected people's doorbells to sing them some songs (much like I, coincidentally enough, was last night), and after you finish the first verse, everybody just kinda hums except for the one person who actually knows verse two. Well, I'm not that person.

As evidence, I offer last night's adventuring (which is probably the only time Christmas caroling has ever involved trespassing for me): At first, I was doing pretty well, holding my own. In fact, they let me hold the music. So whenever we finished the first verse, I would switch songs, the guitar player would start the next song, and I knew all the words. Soon, though, it became obvious that, of my many skills, holding still is not one of them. So, at the behest of Guitar Guy, I was replaced as music holder.

At the next house, we sang "What Child is This?" a song which, I'm pretty sure, everybody loves but only kinda sorta knows the words. After struggling through the verse, we got to the chorus (aka the part I kinda know), and then--to my horror--jumped straight into verse two. Verse two???

Speaking of verse two, "Silent Night" has a verse two, too. One of the lines in verse two is glories stream from heavens afar. I could have sworn that the line was glories stream from heavens above. You know how when you start singing the wrong word you just kinda switch to the right word in the middle? Well, I do that at least, so several times last night I definitely sang glories stream from heaven's a bar.

Anyway, even though I don't really know them, I really love the other verses of Christmas carols. It's probably just because those songs are really well written in general, and since I haven't heard verse three of "O Holy Night" 72 000 times in my life, I actually listen to the words. The words to verse three (or two, depending who you talk to) of "O Holy Night," by the way, are:

Led by the light of Faith serenely beaming,

With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand.

So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming,

Here come the wise men from Orient land.

The King of Kings lay thus in lowly manger;

In all our trials born to be our friend.

He knows our need, to our weakness is no stranger,

Behold your King! Before Him lowly bend!

Behold your King, Behold your King.

Last night, after the caroling, a certain set of girls in our group sang this song a capella, each taking a verse. They did a great job, so much so that I wish that I had a recording of it, especially this verse (hint hint, Colleen...). I think what really hit me about this verse is how it just completely encapsulates the gospel message. We are now the wise men, drawn by the light of hope to give whatever we have to the King.

plj

december is here, and so am i

So, a few updates that are short. Very short, I guess, but stuff y'all would probably care to know.

1. I failed at NaNoWriMo this year. Sadpanda times, indeed. I'll have to try again next year.
2. I finished my senior paper. It's notbadokish. If you like reading 40 pages of boring, it's online over at Books & Papers. It's the first entry under papers, titled "Finding God's Agenda for Homosexual Students."
3. I defend said senior paper on Thursday afternoon. I have no idea what that means, but I'm pretty sure it'll be a gimme putt.
4. I will be done with college a week from Monday. That's just crazy stupid.
5. I will be moving out to El Segundo, California, during the first week of 2008. If any of y'all know anybody out there who wants to throw money my way in exchange for some work, let me know. ;)
6. I love Miles Davis, green tea, and Febreze NOTICEables air fresheners.
7. I plan on writing much more once school is fading into the background...it's scary how soon that is.

Anywho, in the meantime,

Peace, love, and joy to you all.