It's Bible Study this evening across the land.
I'd like to go but the last one I went to I managed (Ought I say mismanaged?) to get into a tangle. Evolving from stardust is one thing, of course, but are people basically good or "sinful?"
I held out for the benevolent attitude while someone else, pursuant to, well, jeremiads, obsessed about "sinfulness." I felt suffocated.
Happened to catch a rainbow over the church later that week and recovered my equanimity, but I'll leave them their spats.
Also checked Trespass by Amy Irvine out from library. Didn't mention it initially because I'd no idea it would be as interesting as it is. Written by a "Jack Mormon" woman, it's a telling account of life in "the West" as determined by the omnipresence of the LDS Church in fabled Deseret.
It's about fitting in, or not. It's about the paradigm shift from the expansion upon and exploitation of seemingly endless real estate come up against the perceived oppression of "land use planning."
She had something to say about the above argument, as testified by her grandmothers. The matriarch of a farming and ranching family, accommodated to the strictures of a cruel life amidst a mean world, responded to her grandchild's theological questions thus:
"God put us in this forsaken place for a reason, and I don't have time to waste second-guessin' Him. Now there are cows to feed and crops to bring in, and that's all I've got time for. If you got time to be wonderin', missy, then you ain't livin' right."
Her other grandmother, a "Gentile" painter, conversely related "this world was lovely, and that this life was long, and for her, that was good enough."
I'd like to go but the last one I went to I managed (Ought I say mismanaged?) to get into a tangle. Evolving from stardust is one thing, of course, but are people basically good or "sinful?"
I held out for the benevolent attitude while someone else, pursuant to, well, jeremiads, obsessed about "sinfulness." I felt suffocated.
Happened to catch a rainbow over the church later that week and recovered my equanimity, but I'll leave them their spats.
Also checked Trespass by Amy Irvine out from library. Didn't mention it initially because I'd no idea it would be as interesting as it is. Written by a "Jack Mormon" woman, it's a telling account of life in "the West" as determined by the omnipresence of the LDS Church in fabled Deseret.
It's about fitting in, or not. It's about the paradigm shift from the expansion upon and exploitation of seemingly endless real estate come up against the perceived oppression of "land use planning."
She had something to say about the above argument, as testified by her grandmothers. The matriarch of a farming and ranching family, accommodated to the strictures of a cruel life amidst a mean world, responded to her grandchild's theological questions thus:
"God put us in this forsaken place for a reason, and I don't have time to waste second-guessin' Him. Now there are cows to feed and crops to bring in, and that's all I've got time for. If you got time to be wonderin', missy, then you ain't livin' right."
Her other grandmother, a "Gentile" painter, conversely related "this world was lovely, and that this life was long, and for her, that was good enough."
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