Posts tagged "Life"
The Purpose of Life
I had a small realization the other day, which went like this:
Hell
After a post on Heaven, it seems appropriate to do a post on Hell.
Another Broken Heart
This morning seems like a good time to revisit a previous post on having a broken heart. In it I pointed out two generalized responses to having a broken heart: lashing out in fear and anger, or turning inward and seeking improvement.
Heaven, Inc.
The typical Christian characterization of Heaven is one that I find fundamentally boring. For me, the pursuit of knowledge and applications of that knowledge are what truly excite me, and so the idea of being a ministering angel forever or even just creating worlds over and over sounds like it could get extremely … repetitive. And repetition like that breeds boredom for me.
My Religion
I’ve thought for a long time about how I can describe my religion. The earliest versions where characterized by what it isn’t. I’m not really a Mormon. I’m not really a Christian. I’m not really agnostic. I’m not really gnostic.
Frustration
There are some attitudes that I witness over and over again that leave me exasperated and frustrated. Coming from the Mormon context, I routinely see these comments and attitudes on display:
The Purpose of Life
Over the past few months, I have come to a deeper understanding of just what life is all about. I confess that the Plan of Salvation has never adequately explained the “why” of life to me. It only really explains the “what”. It explains what happened, what is happening, and what might happen. But it doesn’t really explain why it needs to happen that way.
The Traveler
A certain man was walking down a road, enjoying the beautiful scenery. After a while, he stopped to rest.
Joy
Tonight, an interesting thought came to me: If Christ were to show up on my doorstep and spend the afternoon with me, what would we talk about? He’d want to sit, listen, and hear about what I’ve been doing recently that excites me. What would I tell Him? Would I be able to look through my life and find a topic about which I could talk endlessly, forgetting that I sat in the presence of God, and expound on the intricacies of the topic? What topic, as I describe it, would fill me with joy and exuberance to be talking about it?
Being Here
From a conversation with my spouse earlier this week: