Conversions occur all the time.
Like culture, it cuts to the core of what we’re really doing and believing.
If what we believe is what we say is what we do is who we are, there’s no getting away from religion. We all want to know who we are, where and how we fit in, and what our lives might yet mean. And in this sense, religion might be the best word we have for seeing, naming, confessing, and really waking up to what we’re after in all we do.
The voice, the tale, the image, the parable that gets through to you - that wins your heart - religiously is the one that makes it past your defenses.
Good conversations know no definitive ending.
… ‘I’m a Christian.’
I think, ‘Already?’
Sharing what we’re up to - what we believe we’re discovering - with others is what stewards the possibility of friendship and revelation.
What am I trying to save myself when I dip my head again in that current, and where am I hoping to get to? Am I rushing off to feel more relevant than the human beings nearby can make me feel? Feeling the presence of my own presence in a rock-and-roll fantasy? “Hurry up and matter.”
To form an opinion about someone or something is to assert - or to believe we’ve asserted - some kind of control. (pg. 113)
Life’s too short to pretend that we already have when we haven’t, or that we are when we honestly aren’t.