Something that I have been thinking about lately is the sentiment of sentimentality in Christianity in America. I find it so interesting that we are expected to be different. To act different. To show Christ. To be Christ. Yet it seems that so very often, that which is paramount to American Christianity is insuring that everyone is the same. That everyone thinks and acts the same. We claim in America that we are willing to make whatever sacrifice is necessary for the cross, yet we attempt to create a homogeneous society in which it is not that sacrifice is no longer necessary but where sacrifice is impossible. We no longer want to give away our cloak. Instead, we wish to make everyone buy the same cloak.
Lately these posts have been a bit heavy, haven't they?
So in other news, tonight was relaxing.
Tranquil.
It was spent reading, drinking beer and listening to Jonsi.
Only one thing could make it better.
Tomorrow we go to a wedding.
One of my former roommates and one of Savannah's dear high school friends (they are one in the same).
Actually, I suppose we owe everything to him.
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