Welcome to Varied Expressions of Worship

Welcome to Varied Expressions of Worship

This blog will be written from an orthodox Christian point of view. There may be some topic that is out of bounds, but at present I don't know what it will be. Politics is a part of life. Theology and philosophy are disciplines that we all participate in even if we don't think so. The Bible has a lot to say about economics. How about self defense? Is war ethical? Think of all the things that someone tells you we should not touch and let's give it a try. Everything that is a part of life should be an expression of worship.

Keep it courteous and be kind to those less blessed than you, but by all means don't worry about agreeing. We learn more when we get backed into a corner.

Wednesday, December 20, 2023

Opus 2023-323: Thanks for the Memory

Memory is truly a blessed thing to have.  

Every day when I go walking, one of the things that I thank God for is my memory.  I start down the walk with the knowledge that I know where I live and I will know how to get back.  I am thankful that no one has needed to check my ID so they can retrieve me.  Or at least I don’t think it has happened.  It is hard to tell when you get to this stage of life.

I tell myself that the fact that they let me go out the front door by myself means that I have been finding my way home on a regular basis.  But what if that is my imagination?  What if I am sitting in a rocking chair on the front porch and only think I have been walking every day?  Maybe I am just a Boltzmann Brain.  At least I am happy.

But what generated this train of thought?  I asked myself a question this morning, “Have I washed my hair?”  Maybe you don’t have that experience but there are times when I am standing there, my hair is wet and I wonder, “Did I just rinse out the shampoo or am I getting ready to apply the shampoo?”  This is real life drama.  If you are too young to understand then count your blessings, or ask yourself if you just forgot.

I have a routine for taking my blood thinner.  After I eat my gruel, that’s oatmeal for your young folk, I take my drugs.  What happens when my wife comes in to ask me a question or require immediate help at just that moment?  I later ask myself, “Did I take my medication?”  

Or what about the phenomenon of walking to the other end of the house and not remembering why.  What makes that more of a challenge is when, halfway to your goal with your purpose still alive, your wife asks you a question and engages you in conversation.  Poof.  Gone.  

I guess the good news is I can still laugh at myself before others do.

homo unius libri

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