Emotions…I love em, I hate em, I loathe them…Even how I describe my responses to them are bathed in the things I’m describing. They’re part mental and part physical for sure. They’re like grease in southern cooking. They are wherever we exist. The BIG QUESTION is what spiritual component do our emotions take on.
My spiritual roots are pew-jumping Pentecostal Evangelical Christianity. When I’ve convey this to people, inevitably this question pops up: ”But how do you know it’s not just a bunch of emotions.” To which I have a myriad of answers that usually end in “God is in charge of judging who’s sincere and who’s not…just like when people say the sinner’s prayer.”
But lately I’ve rethought this whole spirit-emotion exclusivity argument. I mean I have an emotional reaction whenever I spend time with someone I haven’t seen in a long time, someone dies, my toe gets stubbed, and my food is taking a bit long to prepare while I’m REALLY REALLY HUNGRY!!!! Serious, mundane, silly: they all provoke an emotional reaction.
So why shouldn’t interaction with God, our creator, our savior the person we connect with on the deepest level possible evoke some sort of emotional response? Your thoughts?
Nash Vegas Blaylock, loyal cuddler, great fetcher, and canine friend died in an accident on Thursday morning. It looks as though he was chasing an armadillo when it ran into the road, and he followed. He was killed instantly. He now rests in our yard where he loved to play. We miss him terribly as does our cat. I think the only beings that are relieved are the squirrels and coons he liked to terrorize. He taught Andrew and I a lot about ourselves and each other. And he created a place in our hearts for a third person (or animal) in our little family. We’ll miss you Nashy!
I love this song and video as I do most things Radiohead. I just admire the way the music video takes on a rather ambitious story and totally puts it across with the song. I’ve been absent from blogging for a bit. Working on a new post for all seven of you who I am sure are now waiting with baited breath for it. Hope you enjoy the video and song. Just a word of caution. Not the song to start your day with.
This lil fella wandered up to Bethel in a rainstorm. Needless to say he was well watered and fed that afternoon, and adopted that night by a loving family. His name is now Steve. He looks like a Steve. Kind of like what God does for us. Takes us into His family as sons and daughters and cares for us. Gives us a new name.