Peeking in again…
Update: I finished the article and eagerly await the 80 smackers coming to me.
Now I am working on my sermon. In the text God says to Solomon, “Ask for what I should give you.”
Solmon asks for “an understanding mind.” My question for all of you out on the internets, whether you believe in a supreme being: what would you ask for?
Serious and silly responses are welcome. Cliches, while admirable and perhaps sincere (world peace), are to be avoided.
Published by reverendmother 2 years, 1 month ago in navel-gazing, scripture
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I think I would simply ask “Is it real? Are you real? Is there really such a thing as God’s reality, God’s vision?” After all, I have all my eggs in the basket, so to speak. I have my life at least figuratively staked on it being “real.” It is what I do as my vocation/profession. It is what I teach my children. My faith impacts how I go about every day of my life. I simply would like some divine assurance, from time to time, that it is real. I know— that is not what faith is. But I would ask anyway. A little certainty from time to time about the Mystery wouldn’t hurt me … right?
Cheetos.
I don’t play those games. He wants to give me something, he can give me something.
Clarity of understanding. Knowing the road that I travail is correct.
Beth
Hopefully, I wouldn’t blurt out something stupid like, “Chocolate Pecan ice cream.” Hopefully.
Honestly, the best I can come up with is to rip off the FFA Creed I learned back in high school (and had to look up to make sure I still remembered it right):
“life abundant and enough honest wealth to help make it so–for others as well as myself”
XT
30 hours in a day, enough money to go to seminary RIGHT NOW, K says: year-round vacation. Seriously, K says humility and I say empathy.
I would ask for simplicity. Fewer complications in the world, in the church, in me.
This would include instant organization of all the… (ahem) stuff still in boxes in my basement.
These are my answers in the order in which they occurred to me:
a) a full house and a rock and roll band.
b) all that and a bag of chips.
c) satisfying work that pays enough for a house and a child.
d) and um, for all the little children to hold hands and sing in peace and love….(oy! the selfishness, going straight to hell I am!)
Right now a on call nanny/chauffer would be thrilling . . .
ooh, good question.
i would bet that “an understanding mind” wouldn’t top my list–and if i got that then my friends would only find me even more insufferable than they already do!
I suspect I would ask for a lifetime supply of really good ice cream (mmm, Jake’s) and the ability to eat it without working out.
If I am being told to “ask for what I should be given” then the answer would be Laryngitis.
A good dose of “tolerance” to be injected into every heart of every one on earth.
I’d have to agree with X-pat Texan. And a sabbatical every 3 years would be great.
I have had 2 amazing bosses, mentors really. People I could trust. I have now one of the opposite. With the possibility of a change real soon.
I would like another of the former, please.
I realize my average at this point and at this age (41) is a heckuva lot better than most. But if I get to ask GOD, well, why not!?
Easy, easy answer…a loving partner with whom to share my life, however long it may be.
But then that’s probably a cliche (even for a gay man?)…
So…
Freedom from lactose intolerance and obesity and a life-time supply of every flavor of Blue Bell that strikes my fancy.
That “what I should give you” kind of takes some of the fun out of this, but I’d probably ask to be truly free. Short of that, I’d settle for a church on the northern California coast, a place to live, and enough money to survive there.
Like Solomon, I’d ask for an “understanding mind”.
Wouldn’t it be great to understand the little tendrils of info people give us, to grasp the meaning of political events and to see into the hearts of those we love faster! better! and with more understanding?
Um, weren’t you taking a blog break? Just askin’!
Yes indeed, but this post was in service to my sermon, so I figured I could duck back in.
For me, the shape of “an understanding mind” would be the ability to absorb and process all I’m learning now that I have started seminary, including hebrew, which I love and fear. What else might I need?
The ability to freeze time so that I can go for a long run without missing a single moment that I could be spending with with Mr. Listing and Dear Daughter-
And for the ability to be like (I can’t believe I’m saying this) Abby Cadabby and poof myself somewhere to see family and friends. That way I can live where I want to live and not miss out on time with family I want to see. Or get into New York City without having to deal with the Holland Tunnel or the subway…
Oh. I’m watching PBS and I just thought of something better.
Robert Redford.
Really? I’m a Newman woman myself…
I mean, Redford has that artsy Sundance thing, but, but, the salad dressing! You can’t forget the salad dressing!
Newman, no doubt.
I’d ask for a day of rain. Just one, long, grey day of cooling rain.
I stand by my choice. That’s not to say I don’t like the dressing, but if God comes calling, Redford it is.
No, Denzel Washington for me.
Proving once again that Spike Lee was right: Women love them some Denzel.
BTW sherry, your “laryngitis” comment made it into the sermon and got a nice laugh.
Ever late, I would ask for more memory and a nimble mind. The ability not to gain weight at merely the whiff of the smell of food.