Tuesday, September 15, 2009

What If

What if, and just run with me on this, what if I didn't pursue a career in theology? I was thinking of this today (and this article shows the way in which my blog is also sometimes a diary) while making noises--which I am comfortable saying is my defining practice--and came to some conclusions.

I think that since I've left home I've realized how academia is in some ways static and possibly stale. There is no doubt that the life of an academic is a good life, and not necessarily without the proper measure of labor, and certainly not immoral, and definitely not contrary to a calling in service to the Lord. But it is often unfulfilling and pedantic. It makes you smarter (much smarter) but rarely wiser.

I idolized the old academic heroes like Kant, Barth, Chomsky, Niebuhr and so on. But really all they did was write a lot and make people think differently about very specific, very hemmed-in things. There is a disconnect between the practice of academics and the utility of their time. In my job as a waiter, there is no difference between the work I put in and the result of that work. This is not to say that everything we do ought to prioritize efficiency above all, or that we always must work for tangible outcomes. But we should always work in such a way that we expect the outcomes to really benefit other people in a recognizable way.

The good side of academia is that it trades in pedagogy, or teaching. I think that life is simply a process of God teaching us, which gives life all its charming mistakes and mischief along with its breathtaking beauty of redemption and turning to the good. Redemption is pedagogical, I think. And I admire a career in which teaching is central to your daily work.

Nevertheless I am tired of reading jargon and writing papers, and I've only been in grad school for a month. I see the exhausted and simple labor of my three-job coworkers at the pub and I admire it, though I don't desire it. I don't want to want to be a professor because it's easy. Shouldn't I want to do it because I think I'm supposed to do it? You might say no. I think that's what a "calling" is.

Simplicity, diligence, fruitfulness, affinity to vocation. These are the virtues of a good job. I need to find a career where I can live simply, work diligently, bear good fruit, and fulfill my vocation (that is, calling from God). It is very possible that that job is in the academy, but it's at least as possible that it's not.

I've been thinking a lot about owning my own business--but what sort of business would it be? A down-to-earth restaurant? I think that would be great. Maybe an Internet business with a good mission; here I think of emulating TOMS shoes, giving away a pair of shoes for every pair sold.

Maybe I could become a skilled laborer, like a carpenter or mechanic or something. But this is unlikely. I don't really have the skill set for that.

Something in the out-of-doors would be great. I'd love to be the career equivalent of a park ranger or something like that. But at the moment the job that most captures my attention is starting a business of my own. How American! How noble!

Well thanks for listening, I just felt like I needed to get all that stuff down.

Monday, September 14, 2009

The Diff

So after three weeks at Notre Dame, I have discovered the essential difference between Catholics and Protestants. Mediation is the difference.

Catholics believe in an incarnational, mediated form of worship and participation in God's creation and grace. God mediates his gifts and creation in the form of a beautiful church liturgy and the necessary sacraments. Since Christ was fully incarnated as a human being, there is a great deal of honor and dignity in the human body and in the createdness of human beings.

Protestants believe in a direct, unmediated form of worship and participation in God's creation and grace. God communicates with people plainly, in the form of the Bible and our own consciences. Since God is supremely powerful and loving, he chooses to give his grace to us in a way that is immediately helpful and sanctifying. The significance of Christ's once-and-for-all sacrifice and resurrection can be felt immediately, in the form of the Holy Spirit.

Anyway, that's an idea. There's a lot of overlap, to be sure.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

How to Play the Banjo

If you want to play the banjo, you have to love God and get fast fingers. Live right and play right. Don't think about other instruments when you play. First start plucking to get the sound, and then smile and don't stop smiling. Then put some notes together, and that's a song. Listen to Gospel songs whenever you can and memorize the words. Always pray a little more than you play to make sure you're living right. Talk less--cut out the mean things you say--and pluck a little bit faster. Don't beat the strings; they're friendly and beautiful. Remember, the banjo is a gift from God because the world was too noisy before.