I was having a conversation with a friend of mine via text a few weeks ago. This friend of mine lives on the East Coast, and attends the same Graduate School that I do. The following is a snippet of our conversation (and my mind-dump about it):
When I hear the word "academic", I think of three people. I don't trust any of them, though I respect their research in their fields. I don't want to be like them. Now that I have said that aloud, I am going to go back to work.
It's yet another parallel to Christianity. I am in their world, but not of it.
I am not authentic, though I strive ardently for authenticity. My authenticity lies outside of the world in which I live. I perform social roles. I "am" the face I present, and I know this, which makes my performance more authentic (under my authority to produce and adjust). Until such time as my maker completes me, I am surely incomplete. All this work I am doing is part of that worship of my creator.
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