Showing posts from November, 2012

Surviving Progress

I recently watched a documentary on Netflix called Surviving Progress. It gives an interesting perspective to what we have been promised to be a better, brighter, more advanced future. Medical breakthroughs allow people to live longer, healthier lives. Technological advancements allow for instant communication and speedy travel between nations. More cars, more computers, more televisions, more - more - more. Bigger! Faster! Better!

This is "progress."

But what are we to do with it?

An interesting observation from an evolutionary psychologist is that the human brain hasn't changed much at all over the last fifty thousand years. I'm not going to get into the evolutionary debate at this point, but I think the point is very valid. The parts of our brains that still tend to dominate are the more rudimentary regions. The deepest parts of the brain, also considered the oldest, are those that control the "fight or flight" survival system, the sex and pleasure system…

Hips Don't Lie: The Heart of Worship

I love music.

I come from a very musical family full of people who have been in band and/or choir. My family likes to sing - all of us. When we get together it's like a live-action musical.

Seriously. A few years ago we were all together at my sister's house for Christmas. Her in-laws were also there for a while. One night we were gathered around the table playing a game. At one point in the game, after something funny had happened, my sister's mother-in-law asked, "Oh no, are they going to sing again?"

I love to sing. Dancing, on the other hand...let's just say we weren't blessed with that gene. I played trumpet in high school, and it's no exaggeration to say that the only rhythm in my entire body lies in the index, middle, and ring fingers on my right hand. It's straight up embarrassing when I attempt to move my body to the music.

I'm talking Elaine from "Seinfeld" kind of awful.

That's probably why I love the story in 2 Samuel…