Sex and money and happiness…

Say it ain’t so!

Another link to a story that turns the media driven stereotypes upside down.
The Democrats are actually the party of the rich. Conservatives are more generous with thier own money than liberals. Americans as a whole give more to the needy than Europeans. And the best sex is reported by…
Married, religious women, especially conservative Protestants…

More on happiness…

CNN takes on a story about happiness and among the happiest people are, you guessed it, the religious…

Oh, and the survey says more things have little effect on happiness. But Jesus could have told you that, oh say, 20 plus centuries ago.

Thoughts after the road…

Beautiful drive back from LaCrosse yesterday with plenty of sunshine, unseasonably warm weather, and little traffic now that the tourists have gone away for a while. The photo on the left is “Grandad Bluff” which is directly to the east of downtown LaCrosse, and the right is a view of downtown. The road back looks a lot like the bluffs you see on the left and only stops being that scenic at Red Wing, MN, on the edge of the Twin Cities Metro.
But that’s not the story, the quiet is.
I normally have the radio on for the journey but this time decided not to use it at all but rather be alone with my thoughts as the miles passed. It worked out for the most part, at least for a while, and then the craving for the noise, the stimulation, set it. “Just push the button and find out what the Packer’s score is…” “How about some music?” All these thoughts going through my head and I realized how much of a noise junkie I really was.
Silence can be frightening because there’s no place to hide, nothing but you and your thoughts, and then what? I realized that much of what I consider “thought” may in fact be noise, outside stimuli that have been put into my head and which I think are my own thoughts. There are parts of me that may not be me at all but rather artificial constructs that have grown in place to the point where I assume they are, in fact, real.
Ouch, or rather yikes!

Stuff on the night before the road…

Tomorrow morning the road beckons again and there may be some snow. We’ve been blessed here these past weeks with very little snow and even a few peaks at sunshine. Next week it should get to be around 50 f which is very warm for this time of year. I remember Thanksgiving Days when we couldn’t travel because of the snow.

The work continues at St. Elias as the Nativity Fast begins and end of year plans (that means stewardship drives) come in to play. It’s actually good to be busy because it keeps my mind off from the encroaching darkness outside. The sun sets around 5 PM now and we’re getting pretty close to the time when we drive to work and back in twilight.

The truth be told I’d kind of like 2006 to be over. It’s not been the happiest year personally with death being the main culprit and a kind of fatigue the other. I could use a few days in LasVegas right now which is strange because casinos bore the life out of me. But the warm dry air is a tonic. I’ll put up with the general nouveau riche sleaze of Vegas baby just to get a dose of a cool summer night when the winter sets in here.

The next week will be Liturgy central with three planned on Monday night for the Presentation, Wednesday for our local pan Orthodox Thanksgiving Divine Liturgy and Sunday. This may sound strange but sometimes the Liturgy is the only place I can get some rest! It’s very peaceful to be tuned into the flow of those ancient rythms.

The fast, of course, is just starting and I’m actually looking forward to it. I’m grateful for the chance to get things back in order, take care of unfinished business, and prepare myself for Christmas. What a wonderful gift to have, these special times when the Church calls for a renewed closeness to God and greater diligence in faith. The neat thing is that when hearts, including mine, turn away from the world and towards God they’re actually happier and although I know its going to be a struggle I already have a sense, like other fasts, that it will be worth it. On the practical side its nice to feel like I’m truly celebrating the season and with grace may be able to avoid the gluttony hangovers that seems to have become part of this time. But the fast is young and I am a sinner so we’ll see.

BTW, I have a little black book now so I can remember prayer requests and if you would like to be in it you can just write at info@stelias-lacrosse.org . I’m no great saint, not even a little one for that matter, but I’ll do what I can.

The Thrill of the Chaste…

Here’s a link to the www site of “The Thrill of the Chaste” a new book by a 30 something woman who converted both to Christian faith and a life of chastity and now speaks of her experiences as a refugee from the “Sex and the City” mentality.

As has been mentioned before in this blog there is always a certain amount of pain in speaking to the world about the health, life, and peace that comes from practicing a Christian sexual morality, a morality with both high standards and a place for self correction when sin fails the high calling. The pain comes from knowing there will be many people, not sleazes or whores, but people looking for meaning and love and touch and togetherness who will, in thier need, buy in to a values system that will hurt them and sometimes even take thier life. There are many of us who, by grace or just dumb luck, emerged on the other side in relative safety but many more who will still only come to see the value of the Christian sexual vision by virtue of traveling through some very dark valleys.

Read the book.

More signs of the times…

Elton John, nearing 60, and presumably in an activitist mood has called for banning organized religion and then for a conclave of the leaders of these banned religions to get together to address the world’s problems. In addition he has blamed the Pope and the Catholic Church for AIDS and the death of his friends (apparently the Pope is running around the world forcing people to have sex with each other).


Of course, the first thing many critics will do is dismember the obvious illogic of this and expose Sir Elton’s intellectual shortcomings. After all he’s just one of a long list of entertainment celebrities who’ve bought into their own publicity and confused fame with depth.

But two things should be noted. First, there are more people than we know who share his thoughts despite thier obvious shallowness. Second, for Sir Elton and others to be able to believe and speak these things reveals a kind of something, or lack of it, in thier hearts which provides a rationale for irrationality. He himself may not even know what strange fire is burning inside.

But it’s precisely for that dark and hidden recess in our souls, even the one that spews angry words to heaven, that Christ came and while there is life there is always hope, for you, me, and the “rocket man”.

Signs of the times…

Went across the street from where I work to a Target store and saw a young man curled up in one of those 70’s vintage wicker basket chairs with a sleeping bag around him.

Homeless? No. Just waiting for Friday so he can be the first in line to get one of this store’s allotment of 8 PlayStation 3’s.

Don’t know whether to laugh, or cry, or shake my head in disbelief. Maybe God wants him to be the first person I pray for in Nativity Lent.