Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Perseverance and Good Soil

We begin with a story of my dear friends' cat, Seeky. (Their other cat, which they got before Seeky, is named Heidi.) During a slumber party at their house Friday night, she spotted one of the girls' dolls lying on the couch.

Seeky was enthralled. Not even the shrieking giggles of six young women watching, nor the flashes of their many cameras, destroyed her concentration. That doll was a threat of some kind, and she wouldn't rest until her reconnaissance upon it was complete.

Closer she crept, patiently and intensely. Every move she made was a credit to feline sneakiness capabilities. The doll continued to lie there with the impudence common to inanimate objects.

She finally sprang forward and swatted the doll, retreating and advancing several times. The doll turned the other cheek. Still Seeky continued to batter her face and hair.

Finally, the doll's gentle answer turned away Seeky's wrath and she promptly forgot the doll existed. Her story brought to my mind a passage from James:

Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial, because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him. When tempted, no one should say, 'God is tempting me.' For God cannot be tempted by evil, nor does he tempt anyone; but each one is tempted when, by his own evil desire, he is dragged away and enticed. Then, after desire has conceived, it gives birth to sin; and sin, when it is full-grown, gives birth to death. Don't be deceived, my dear brothers. Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. He chose to give us birth through the word of truth, that we might be a kind of firstfruits of all he created. My dear brothers, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry, for man's anger does not bring about the righteous life that God desires. Therefore, get rid of all moral filth and the evil that is so prevalent and humbly accept the word planted in you, which can save you. (1:12-21)

Perseverance, James's focus throughout this chapter, creates a breeding ground for temptation. When we are strained by our desire for perseverance's goal, the options for a shortcut or some type of temporary comfort can be enticing indeed. I find it interesting, though, that it is after desire has "conceived" that sin occurs. Desire itself is what motivates perseverence; it is not the desire itself that is evil.

Good and perfect gifts come from above, not as a result of enticement but in the timing dictated by the ultimate Wisdom (see the earlier part of the chapter). And it does no good to get frustrated and bothered about it, because apparently anger delays the fulfillment of the goal: a "righteous life that God desires" and the fruit of the word he plants in us. We must cultivate and weed our good soil (Luke 8) by conscious elimination of "prevalent evils," knowing that it is only by the grace of the Father of lights that the soil will grow anything.

We have much to do while we wait. But hope will not disappoint us.

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Brown Envelope

I tripped happily across a sunny campus this morning to turn in my master's thesis. It was in a very professional-looking clear plastic folder, and I was confident that it would only need minor revisions before it is published.

"Is this your proposal or final thesis copy?"

"Uh, well, it's a full thesis copy but it isn't printed for binding."

"It needs to be in a brown envelope with a label with your name, thesis title, and a phone number where you can be reached."

You should have seen my face when she specified the envelope color. The final flaming hoop was before me. It seemed impossibly high.

I trudged back through the heat. The taupe-enshrouded document was submitted minutes later, but the moment was gone. Now it's all over but the expensive-paper-purchasing.

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

Loved for Being Me

I was told yesterday that I looked like Elizabeth Shue.

By our waiter.

The one who last fall Ben and Brandon accused of flirting with me for a tip.

Suspicious.

Most of us profess that we want to be loved "for ourselves." Loving someone because of quirkiness rather than in spite of it is the highest ideal, according to our romantic comedies. Compliments from strangers, while nice, make us suspicious.

But is that good in the long run? Many things we call "quirks" are actually habits of selfishness or psychosis. They will eventually either cease to be lovable or just disappear. What we really want is to be loved, period. When there is no "because," there is no danger of it disappearing. Perhaps love should be the "because" for everything else.

In any case, general love for people should lead us to be gracious in our dealings, even with suspicious strangers. In today's example, my ignorance surfaced when I asked who Elizabeth Shue was. That kind of destroyed the moment. He got an adequate tip, but probably not what he was going for.
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Student paper quote of the day: "Marion believes you should [weight] train as much as possible, but put heart into it or else it becomes a choir."

Out of the mouths of freshmen.