Sunday, August 12, 2012

Picky Coffee Drinkers

OK, so let me preface this with a qualification. I really like coffee. I have specific preferences. I don't just order whatever I see on a poster in my local Starbucks window. In fact, I would say that my standards for "good coffee" are higher than most people. So, this might sound elitist. Oh well.

When one goes to a coffee shop that doesn't have exceptionally good coffee, there really isn't much of a point in being picky. Chances are, even if they roast their own coffee, that it will taste about the same as anywhere else. I get the fact that people have normal tastes that they like, but in the end, most of the nuances of taste that are supposed to be appreciated get lost in the intense amounts of sugar and milk that get dumped into the drink. And it's not just that whatever differences there actually are might be covered up by things added in afterwards. Imagine that you were asking the difference in tone between cellos made in a factory in Thailand and a factory in the Philippines. Or between the engine performance of a 1985 Chevy pickup and a 1985 Ford pickup. Sure, there are things that probably are different between the two, but when it comes down to it, it's not like either one will be mind blowing. So when I'm sitting there drinking an average espresso, I have to laugh inside at the some people.

Lol. If you are one of these people...carry on. You are probably the ones keeping the coffee shop business good. But I might internally laugh at you sometimes.

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Who We Are

Who are we, really? One may hear, from many fronts of opinion, that one of life's main goals is to find out who oneself really is.
Find yourself. Live your dream. Become more fully yourself (or rather, allow yourself to be yourself). Don't let others dictate who you are.

This sounds pretty good. I mean, honestly, who wouldn't be content with finding a good dream for their life, and living in a way to fulfill that dream?
Who wouldn't want to have the freedom to become who they naturally are, without the constraints of society dictating a plotted, uninteresting life?
We all have that concept of what a successful life for ourselves looks like. We all want to achieve that success. What we do and how we live shapes who we are, and vice-versa. If we can "find ourselves", we can be successful.
Simply stated, I'm trying to describe the mindset of people using themselves as their own measuring stick for life.
With that in mind, I can't help but think that it's not how Jesus lived his life.
"not my will, but yours be done"
or, in the Message
"not what I want, but what You want"
If you aren't familiar with the context, this is the point in history when Jesus was in the garden of Gethsemane, and he was about to be arrested and ultimately crucified. I think this is also one of the only, and if not the only, at least the most striking, times that we see Jesus wanting something other than that which His Father wanted. You always hear how Jesus is the God-Man, but sometimes it seems like he's only God, and no Man. Here, we see his human nature, the desire for survival and comfort. But the only reason we hear about it is because Jesus sheds his own desires, his own will, for the will of the Father.

Now, it seems to me that this type of behavior is at the absolute opposite end of the spectrum from the self-defined nature previously described. If you are going to follow Christ, you have to give up yourself. Lose yourself. Not find yourself. In terms of a biblical perspective on human nature, I can't help but think this was the plan all along. All throughout the Bible, people have to discard their own plans, dreams, even their own self identity, and take up the one that God gives them. A great example of this is Jacob. He wrestles with God (pretty crazy, right?), who gives him a new name (Genesis 32 & Hosea 12). Interestingly, in the Genesis account of the story (which, I believe, Hosea is simply a reference to, but correct me if I'm wrong), Jacob is renamed Israel "because you [Jacob] have striven with God and with men and have prevailed".
The reason this is interesting to me is that God gives him a name that relates to what Jacob has already done. This seems to contradict what I've been saying so far. It seems like God was thinking, "Well, I have to give Jacob a new name, so...let's see, what has he done? He wrestled me, and he's gone up against some other guys...ok!"
Maybe that's what actually happened. But the thing is, Jacob still had to ask. He never would have been named Israel if he hadn't asked to be blessed, the result of which was a new direction in life for him.

So then, a bit of clarification to this concept. It is good to find yourself. But, in order to find yourself, it seems as if you first have to realize that you aren't the one who actually knows yourself best. Jacob had to ask for a new name. Jesus, who was truly God and Man, had to submit to the will of the Father, in order to fulfill the whole purpose for which He came to earth.
Anyway, I'm thinking this is all sounding a bit cliche, and you've probably heard it all before, so I'll stop now that the horse has only been dead for a couple paragraphs. I just think it would be a good idea for us to stop focusing on ourselves and how great, nice, intelligent, or correct we are, or maybe stop focusing on how messed up we are or have been, or will be.
It's good to consider these things, but it is not who we are. Yes, we all get to be a unique little snowflake like we heard in grade school, and no, we shouldn't be a bunch of automatons who just go through the motions of life without meaning.
However, "Christian" literally means "little Christ". So where do we find ourselves? In Jesus. Who are we? We are God's children. In that knowledge, we can live with purpose.
Note: This post doesn't count as the aforepromised (that word set off my spellchecker but I think it exists elsewhere in the English language) post on the topic of purpose.
Although it does relate.

Friday, May 11, 2012

Giants of Our Time

I was just reading an article on some tech or business site, and the story was that Facebook essentially doesn't know how to make money off of mobile users. The gist of the article was that if Facebook doesn't figure that out, it has a potentially crippling problem to deal with. The same goes for another giant in the industry, Google.

Now, at one point, it was mentioned that some well respected voice said that if this issue isn't addressed, both those companies could be gone in five years.

I don't know if I necessarily agree with that or not, but here's what I'm thinking about: that would be really crazy! Think about how huge both those companies are. Can we really even imagine what society would be like post-Facebook (ironic term, hah) or post-Google? It's actually harder than I thought to come up with what company or kinds of companies would fill the void.

This actually isn't about social networking economics, though. But that whole situation got me to thinking about the temporal nature of things. Especially of things we think are established. I realize that not everyone may have the same mindset as me, but to me, Facebook, Google, and especially Apple all seem so entrenched and on top of the competition (other than with each other) that it seems laughable that they would be gone or almost insignificant in five short years. That's one of the reasons Bing always seems a but funny to me. I'm thinking to myself: do they really, honestly expect to take on Google? Impossible. But, to stick with the tech company example, look at AOL. They were huge! Do they even exist anymore? Apparently they do, but...let's just say that their "clout", to use a word in the current vernacular, has waned.

Interestingly enough, I think that as a follower of Christ, this should not come as a surprise. I'm pretty sure it's said quite a bit throughout Scripture that the things in the world that we think are solid and permanent, are not. They always end. Possessions (Job), governments (like, the entire history of Israel), living situations (I bet the disciples didnt expect to leave work and home so quickly, if ever), even promises of men (Jacob and the whole situation with getting a wife or two?). Constantly, the only thing that the those people are able to rely on are the promises and nature of God. More on this later, but that's simultaneously a comforting and extremely terrifying thought.

And, I'm off.

P.s. Ironically, I typed this on a mobile app. Sorry Google!

Sunday, May 6, 2012

Cats Are Awesome.

Disclaimer: I am mostly talking about the cats that I have had, or my friends have had. You may have had a totally different experience, but maybe that's because you need to know some things about cats before interacting with them.

Cats are awesome.
Why?
Cats like interesting things.
They also don't care about things.
What can a feline mind possibly find interesting? What could a cat *gasp* not care about?
First, I'll talk about what cats might find interesting. Some of the things they like are:

Food
Naps
Exploration
Figuring stuff out
Physical comfort

Those things are also interesting to me.

Food: They like to eat. Duh. When they get hungry and they can't figure out how to find food for themselves, they find someone who can. Pretty basic.
Naps: Self explanatory. Who doesn't like naps? I sure don't not like naps.
Exploration: All the cat's I've seen like to know where they are, and what the extent of their space is. Watson (my cat), whenever he gets to somewhere new, runs around exploring, trying to find exits, seeing what he can get into and on top of, etc. etc.
Figuring stuff out: I think this is why cat toys exist. I think cats mostly like floppy, elastic, fuzzy things because they can't predict exactly how they will react when they are interacted with. Cats like chasing mice. Maybe it's because a mouse is a thing, that's smaller than it. The cat wants to be able to predict how things smaller than it will react when interacted with. A mouse is an enigma. It doesn't act like things are supposed to act.
Physical comfort: Also pretty self explanatory. Cats like to be petted, scratched behind the ears, and a whole mess of other random things that may be unique to the cat.

Ok.
Now, what don't they care about?

How messy your apartment looks
Whether you're happy or sad
How late you sleep in
Sticks

The first three of those had to do with you. Cats just don't really care to much about you. That sounds like a bad thing, but...I think in a pet, it can be a good thing. Obviously, if you're directing emotions towards the cat, it will react, but in general, whether you're awake, asleep, angry, or happy, they pretty much act the same. I find that comforting. Don't misunderstand me - I think they can read some of those things in how you act, but it won't change their attitude, for the most part.

Pointers for people who think cats are horrible:
You can't usually go directly up to a cat the first time you meet it, pick it up, and play with it. It takes a little time and effort to get the cat to like you.
You can't play with cats the same way as dogs. Referring to "figuring stuff out" and "physical comfort", cats have pretty specific preferences in how they like to be touched.
They also don't like to be shoved around or manhandled, at least until they feel comfortable with a person.

Anyway. Those were just some thoughts.

To sum up, I just find cats to be more intellectually stimulating than dogs.
Dogs are fun though.


Edit: If you need more pointers on how to pet a cat, read this wonderful comic:
http://theoatmeal.com/comics/kitty_pet


Update to my life: I'm writing this at 4:30 am. So...still no real sleeping schedule. I slept for 13 hours straight yesterday and woke up feeling tired. Weird.

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

The Post-Graduation Dilemma

In about a week, it will have been an entire year since I graduated from Vanguard University. I could make a long list of words to describe the happenings of said year, but that's not the point of this post. Suffice it to say that what I'm about to discuss is not completely representative of the past year; it is merely a slice of purposely ambiguous size out of my post-graduation experience.

While still an undergrad, there is a lot of jest and fun poked about post-graduation, the "real world" (at Vanguard referred to as being outside the "Vanguard Bubble," a term which, other than school name, is probably not unique to the small Christian liberal arts university I attended), going from being a student to being unemployed, etc etc. Now, this may seem like a really elementary concept to anyone who has actually been past that stage in life, but all that has a very real aspect to it. 

That isn't to say that the college experience should be downplayed, or thought of as being fake, or unimportant. Contrarily, I think the college experience is extremely valuable and does set one up in more ways than I would care to admit for the life that is lived afterwards. I think that most things that happen while in college have far-reaching effects on people's personalities and though processes later in life, and that they very much stand on their own as "real life".

Seeing as how this is not a paper for school, and not an exhaustive discussion of all things post grad, I will refine the discussion to one more narrow idea. While in school, you always hear about the potential that young people have. We are the ones who will get things done, who have our whole lives ahead of us. We have ideas, drive, resources, education, and some would argue that the post-modern culture of 21st century America gives the public a certain openness to new ideas. We can do anything. The world is literally at our fingertips (again, "literally" being used literally here, with reference to connectivity, the internet, etc. etc.).
These are all great things. They are inspiring. They may sound cheesy, but if one looks around, one can see these things being lived out. Almost every major technology company today seems to support these ideas. Countless humanitarian projects show what a few people can accomplish. While in school, people tend to see this kind of thinking as idealistic, unrealistic, and even problematic, due to "real life" after graduation.
But now, after being out of school for an entire year, I have to admit something about that kind of thinking.

I think it is completely true.

It is hard, when you're in school worrying about grades, classes, practice time, projects, papers, events, not to mention friends and drama, to actually understand this. In my own experience, it was really nice to think about doing things, to consider what could be done, and even to watch other people do things, and believe that what people said about young people today is true; but I could get around to doing that type of thing after I graduated, when I had more time.

After graduation though, "real life" really does begin to kick one's metaphorical (and sometimes physical) butt. I had a great summer right after graduation, touring and wandering Europe, roadtripping across America three times, being a counselor at the Masterworks Festival, and in general living life to the fullest. When I finally settled down to accomplish my goals for the year (yes, I set goals for myself), I was quickly reminded that I had other things to worry about. For me, those things were mostly related to paying student loans and making money to survive. Now, I have a great living situation, and by no stretch of the imagination was I ever in danger of starving or being evicted. But the simple fact of the matter is that as soon as we graduate, all the great things that we were planning to do can get lost in the maze of survival, whatever that entails. I want to define what I mean by the term "survival". When I refer to survival, I mean doing things that you really don't have a choice about. Paying loans. Paying bills. Going to work. Fixing broken cars/bikes/body parts. Now, I do realize that these things are probably inevitable, and that pretty much everyone has to deal with them. But as someone coming fresh from the idealistic world of college, it's as if whoever said all those things about our potential decided not to mention that they weren't actually real, and they were just a motivation for getting through college. 
That would actually be fine, except that everyone knows that they ARE true. Being out of school, outside of a world that's more or less structured for us, only confirms that the world IS right at our fingertips. We actually can pick up and go wherever we want, whenever we want, however we want. It's all possible. But possibility doesn't necessarily mean reality. It's all so apparently close - you can almost taste it - but you can't actually get it, because in order to do so you'll have to fail at real life. Loans will go unpaid, you'll get evicted, and so on.

Still, one thinks to oneself, if this beginning hump can just be gotten over, of stable income starts coming in, once those loans are paid off, then...then those other things can be gotten to. 
My fear when thinking that is as simple as this: "What if I get too old? What if when I finally do have the ability to do those things, I lack the qualities I have now that will be able to make them a reality? What if I find myself content to just stay with whatever it is that gets me enough money, even if I know it's not any of the things I want?"

I don't know how all of that can work out. In retrospect, I personally could have probably done things differently, and who knows if that would have changed my outlook? I do know that almost every single one of my friends who has been out of school for the past year thinks pretty much the same thing. We're all, it seems, struggling against the ruts of existence that society seems to want us to stay in.

A couple afterthoughts, summations, and reiterations:
I didn't integrate faith or any sort of spiritual aspect into this post. I think that has a lot to do with this. A lot. It can redefine much of the way one sees the world, and purpose. 
There will be another post at some point about purpose (no, I actually was not really thinking about a certain bestselling book when i used that word).
Maybe a better word for purpose is "calling". I guess we'll see.
Again, I'm not saying this is everyone's experience. Obviously.
I'm not saying we shouldn't have responsibility as young adults. Although that would be nice.
I'm not saying college experiences don't matter.
I think young adults and teenagers have the ability to do some crazy important stuff.

Letter of Intent

Well...
As with most people's blogs, this one was created, mostly on the spur of the moment, and then mostly forgotten. I even have a half-finished draft of a post that cuts off mid-sentence.


So, recently, due to a ridiculously volatile schedule, I have no semblance whatsoever of a sleeping pattern. Mostly, that means that when I want to go to bed early, I can't sleep, and end up staying up for hours on end looking at pointless things on the internet. Tonight, as I gave up surfing the web and attempted to sleep, I had a thought. the line of thought went something like this:
Ah, bed.
It's dark.
Wait, no it's not. My eyes are adjusting to the low light.
Dang it. Now that it's not dark I probably won't fall asleep.
Maybe if I don't move...
...
Nope. Still awake.
I have to be up in 4 HOURS! Why can't I sleep?
Maybe I have insomnia.
One time, I heard someone say that a lot of geniuses were insomniacs, and during the night is when they produced much of their work.
I'm not a genius, but I bet I could actually do something productive with the time I'm not sleeping.
Maybe not productive , but at least it wouldn't be time completely wasted if I just created something.
Music?
Nope, too loud for people sleeping. Maybe when I'm by myself.
Writing?
Sure...I had that blog...
Of course, if I do this now, I will probably only write a single post and then forget about the endeavor.
Whatever, I'm just going to go to sleep.
...
I can't sleep.
Fine. I'll write.
So. I just had mentioned to my girlfriend a couple days ago that I thought it would be fun to keep a blog. The main hurdle I had to overcome was a lack of content. I don't just want to write about my daily happenings (this post is something towards that kind of content), and if I do go that route, I'd like to have some sort of introspective aspect to it. Anyway, seeing as how this is an idea that I just decided to go for literally (I'm using this word correctly) 20-30 minutes ago, I haven't figured out how to jump that hurdle. Maybe I'll just look at my various newsfeeds and write about things that tickle my fancy. For the record, "newsfeeds" sets off the spellchecker. "Spellchecker" does not.


I know almost nothing about web design or HTML coding, so maybe that will be an interesting bonus if I do keep this up.


Anyway. You can think of this post as a "letter of intent" for the posts to follow.

Sunday, December 26, 2010

Looking Sharp

Hey, Jonathan! Looking sharp!

Ecumenicism

This will be a (edit: relatively) short note.Some people really bug me."Sinfully ecumenical" is just about the most ridiculous term I have ever heard.I would really like to post a bunch of links to "apologetics ministries" that are completely self-righteous and absolutely self-absorbed, the ones that gain their momentum by shoving down and walking all over brothers. I feel like the people they are attacking somehow need my defense. But I guess the whole point of it is that we shouldn't be arguing and getting at each other's throats, allowing stupid things to divide the Body of Christ, and that we should forgive one another, even if we aren't getting any forgiveness back. And all this sounds like I'm saying it just to be "better than" those guys...they're vehemently trying to destroy the humble faith of some people, and because the people being slandered don't fight back...well, they (we) deserve better. However, I guess the whole point of the note is to remind myself that I'm just like the "other guys" - I disagree, and I want to rip them to shreds, show everyone how wrong they are (and in the process, look better). Which only reminds me how big God's Grace is, and how often I need to depend on it for the things I thought I would least have to.My cat was playing piano, and now he's trying to clean my hands as I type, and my nose and face.Afterthoughts:I was just reading The Ragamuffin Gospel by Brennan Manning