This is extremely odd to me. Three things within a couple of weeks = a confused Libbi. Read on, my dear friends....
Some time ago, my supervisor recommended to me Me Talk Pretty One Day, a book by David Sedaris. (In a totally politically incorrect fashion, I will say that David Sedaris is a former crackhead who is gay. Even still, he is SO TALENTED). I finally got around to reading the book last week, and I absolutely loved it. It was entirely witty, perfectly worded, and it made me laugh out loud. I want to read more of his books because he's such an excellent writer.
I was reading Me Talk Pretty One Day in the car on the way to see my family in Minnesota. Last week, we ventured over to St. Cloud to watch my grandma's ordination ceremony. Yes. My Gramma Bernie is becoming a female priest. Pretty cool, right? She rebelled against the "traditional" Catholic church in order to make a point/do what she felt was right. I admire her for that, however, there are some things in this "denomination" (if you will) with which I don't necessarily agree.
For the ordination, my job, as a grandchild, was to carry up one of the wind socks during the processional. Wind socks. It kind of sounds dumb, I know, but it gets worse. I was at the rehearsal early and I saw that the wind socks were a perfect rainbow of colors. "That's odd," I thought, but I didn't think much of it until I spoke with my aunt. "Those are the wind socks?" I asked her. "Yep, those are it," she said. "They aren't a symbol for anything... are they?" I asked hopefully. "You know what they are a symbol of," she informed me gently.
Wait. I'm supposed to carry a wind sock down the processional of an ORDINATION in the Catholic church?! This is wrong on so many different levels. I mean, I don't have a big problem with homosexuality in other places, but it felt really wrong for me to promote it within the church. I feel that way about drugs, too: I don't necessarily like them, but I'm not going to promote drug use while I'm in the house of God.
Through many prayers and passages, I finally figured out that I was being called to carry the flags down through the processional. I was really upset about it during the rehearsal. Really upset. I couldn't believe that my heavenly Father wanted me to do that. I had an embarrassing lack of faith.
NOW... Here is the part where I really, really struggle: Student loan rates are going to double soon if the Senate will not take a vote on it. Since I am headed to college next year, this is really frustrating information. When the story came on the news, I exploded at the television, "You have got to be kidding me! This is the future of America. I am the future of America. I want to go to college in order to keep this country going someday, and you just want to screw me over like this!" Right after this story, the news reporters made mention of the fight about "marriage equality." I'm all well and good with that. Fine by me if you want to legalize gay marriage. NOW PLEASE! VOTE ON THE STUDENT LOAN RATES THINGY!
Obviously, I'm not totally sure what's going on. I just find it odd that the David Sedaris book, liberal ordination, and fight for low student loans vs. gay marriage are all happening within a span of two weeks.
Is God trying to tell me something, or am I just going nuts? I'm not totally sure. I'll let you know when I figure it out. (Hang tight, this may take a while :) ).
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