It's one of those Saturdays…you know, with a blank slate ahead of me. I know, some of you would LOVE one of those. I let myself sleep in this morning - till almost 7:00! Ate, then walked. Listened to Vic Toews on The House trying to justify his 'internet surveillance' bill.
I've been reading about the evolutionary process and its relationship to faith in God, the Divine, whatever. I live in a place where a minister said, quite publicly, "You can't believe in evolution and be a Christian." What crap. So I've been reading Diarmid O'Murchu (Evolutionary Faith), and Bruce Sanguin (Darwin, Divinity and the Dance of the Cosmos), and taking heart from these two. I got so internally exercised in the pool the other day when a friend said to me that 'evolution has been decisively proven impossible.' So I sat right down and wrote a column for the local rag trying to lay out the essence of O'Murchu's thesis, and offering to loan the book to anyone who wants to read it. That should yank the shorts of one or two of the local fundamentalist preachers. Hope I get hate mail!
I wonder if it's the same for other elder and aging folk that political and theological issues exercise me more than they used to. I have fewer other concerns to occupy my mind, and I feel increasingly helpless to do anything about the issues, other than speak (rant!) I know at least one really old gentleman, nearing 92, who has become quite calm in the face of it all. "I'm not going to do anything about it. It's someone else's problem now." There are days when I wish I could feel and day that. But I'm certainly not there yet.
New restaurant opened in town the other day. We're going to try it tonight. Sounds high end, so I fear it won't make it. Most folks like BP - piles of fries and everything barbecued. Fingers crossed. Makes me wonder about the future of towns like this one. Under 7000 population, too many Dollar stores and Bargain Shops, where everything is Uber-cheap and cheaply made. Not enough business other than oil patch, out-of-town stuff. Apart from groceries, people go everywhere else to shop. There are two small cities, 10-12000 just north and south of us. Death squeeze, it feels like. I wonder what (if anything) is the secret of encouraging these little places. I think, more viable and diverse business. How do you encourage them to come? The provincial health people closed 1/2 our hospital ( a beautiful building) for some administrative reason, and we are short a few doctors… See why I'd like to just calm down and walk away?
Well, that's today. Another walk and some coffee might help. And a talk with one of my kids. Bye.
I've been reading about the evolutionary process and its relationship to faith in God, the Divine, whatever. I live in a place where a minister said, quite publicly, "You can't believe in evolution and be a Christian." What crap. So I've been reading Diarmid O'Murchu (Evolutionary Faith), and Bruce Sanguin (Darwin, Divinity and the Dance of the Cosmos), and taking heart from these two. I got so internally exercised in the pool the other day when a friend said to me that 'evolution has been decisively proven impossible.' So I sat right down and wrote a column for the local rag trying to lay out the essence of O'Murchu's thesis, and offering to loan the book to anyone who wants to read it. That should yank the shorts of one or two of the local fundamentalist preachers. Hope I get hate mail!
I wonder if it's the same for other elder and aging folk that political and theological issues exercise me more than they used to. I have fewer other concerns to occupy my mind, and I feel increasingly helpless to do anything about the issues, other than speak (rant!) I know at least one really old gentleman, nearing 92, who has become quite calm in the face of it all. "I'm not going to do anything about it. It's someone else's problem now." There are days when I wish I could feel and day that. But I'm certainly not there yet.
New restaurant opened in town the other day. We're going to try it tonight. Sounds high end, so I fear it won't make it. Most folks like BP - piles of fries and everything barbecued. Fingers crossed. Makes me wonder about the future of towns like this one. Under 7000 population, too many Dollar stores and Bargain Shops, where everything is Uber-cheap and cheaply made. Not enough business other than oil patch, out-of-town stuff. Apart from groceries, people go everywhere else to shop. There are two small cities, 10-12000 just north and south of us. Death squeeze, it feels like. I wonder what (if anything) is the secret of encouraging these little places. I think, more viable and diverse business. How do you encourage them to come? The provincial health people closed 1/2 our hospital ( a beautiful building) for some administrative reason, and we are short a few doctors… See why I'd like to just calm down and walk away?
Well, that's today. Another walk and some coffee might help. And a talk with one of my kids. Bye.
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