"What do we mean when we say the Bible is 'true,' and what methods of interpretation help us to appreciate its truthfulness?"
Showing posts with label general principles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label general principles. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Thoughts on Issues in the Theology of Scripture Part 1: The Initial Essay
Greetings again, faithful readers. Reprinted below you can find my initial essay for my course in Issues in the Theology of Scripture. If you want to know more about the impetus behind this series of posts and the course that inspired them, please read this post.
Our professor assigned us a 1500 word essay (approximately 4 and 1/2 pages) addressing the topic "What do we mean when we say that the Bible is true and what methods of interpretation help us to appreciate its truthfulness" as if we were discussing it with an educated layperson. This assignment, to be blunt, was agonizing. So many thoughts ran through my head, I didn't know where to start. How could I address this huge topic in four pages?
I ended up starting with a blank slate, as it were, answering the question by simply picking up the Bible and looking at it, then slowly weaving in historical and theological questions as they arose from my ponderings. This ended up producing what I think is a coherent, self-contained essay, but it also left me feeling strange. Only after being in conversation with others this morning in class did I realize that I had left out two of the most important things about the Bible to me: a) story and b) a relationship with Jesus Christ, the cornerstone and primary revelation of God. Wow! What an oversight. But somehow they didn't arise in the flow of the essay and, as I had already written 1900 words and had to cut down, I couldn't shove them in without breaking the essay. I will write a post, possibly this weekend, containing my thoughts on these two very, very important things to me and I also might include them in my final paper for the course, which is a revision of this initial essay. I will post that final paper here as well.
For now, peruse my thoughts as derived from a broad-based view of just picking up the Bible and thinking about it organically. Please leave comments below. (Be nice if these comments happen to lead to strenuous discussion).
Thanks in advance faithful readers! Oh, and if you want another version of this essay, please read the one posted by my friend Jeff over at his blog: Theological Mishaps.
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Saturday, February 21, 2009
The...er...Vampire...is in the details.
I'm currently reading Stephenie Meyer's Twilight for my Children's Fantasy Literature and Moral Formation class. If you haven't heard of it, it's the tale of a clumsy girl (Bella) and the "too-perfect" vampire (Edward) for whom she pines. It's an exercise in overtly difficult abstinence, written by a Mormon mom. You see, Edward is attracted to Bella, more specifically, her blood, but he is a "vegetarian" vampire. He only drinks the blood of animals, not humans. He saves her life several times and wants to spend time with her, but constantly tells her that he's dangerous and she shouldn't be around him.
It's actually not as bad as I had anticipated, especially considering the fact that I'm not exactly the romance-novel type. The plot is decent and some of Meyer's imagery is fairly evocative.
What bothers me as I thumb through the sap is not the quality of Meyer's writing, but the lack of effort on the part of her editor. Meyer has a spark of talent. She can create visual scenes in the mind, and has an effective "romantic" tone to her writing. Her novel could have been better served with more careful editing. Here's an example:
The following scene is a bit of dialogue between Edward and Bella. The story is written from Bella's perspective, so the I in the non-spoken text is her. It's raining and they are walking to class. Edward begins.
His eyes were wickedly amused. "Will you please allow me to finish?"
I bit my lip and clasped my hands together, interlocking my fingers, so I couldn't do anything rash.
"I heard you say you were going to Seattle that day, and I was wondering if you wanted a ride."
That was unexpected.
"What?" I wasn't sure what he was getting at.
"Do you want a ride to Seattle?"
"With who?" I asked, mystified.
"Myself, obviously." He enunciated every syllable, as if he were talking to someone mentally handicapped.
I was still stunned. "Why?"
First of all, my writing professors always advocated "showing," as opposed to "telling." Meyer tells. Second of all, the imagery of her clasping her hands together seems rather awkward. Is she walking with her hands clasped together in front of her? Wouldn't that be a little obvious? Perhaps it would be better behind her back. Here's my "editing" of her text.
His eyes were wickedly amused. "Will you please allow me to finish?"
I bit my lip and clasped my hands together behind me, interlocking my fingers, so I couldn't do anything rash.
"I heard you say you were going to Seattle that day, and I was wondering if you wanted a ride."
"What?"
"Do you want a ride to Seattle?"
"With who?"
"Myself, obviously." He enunciated every syllable, as if talking to someone mentally handicapped.
"Why?"
I eliminated every duplicate turn of phrase and unnecessary word. The meaning still gets across. Bella's confused. Edward is offering her a ride. Now, this isn't very good writing. It's quite choppy. More like a play than a novel. Instead, I could direct Meyer to add in more subtle, more descriptive writing that doesn't simply say what the dialogue could express on its own, but instead highlights it. Also, I would encourage her to make every word count, and thus to use these descriptive additions to build tension, evoke emotion, tell scenery, and add pacing. I would also use more powerful words with more physical force. Then, perhaps, it would read like this:
His eyes were wickedly amused. "Will you please allow me to finish?"
I bit my lip and clasped my hands together behind me, interlocking my fingers, so I couldn't slap him.
"I heard you say you were going to Seattle that day, and I was wondering if you wanted a ride."
I nearly tripped into a puddle.
"What?"
"Do you want a ride to Seattle?"
The rain pattering on my hood muddled my thoughts.
"With who?"
"Myself, obviously." He lingered on every syllable, as if talking to someone mentally handicapped.
"Why?"
Now, I'm not exactly the best writer in the world. I'm sure someone else would use words that packed even more punch. Nevertheless, I see a marked improvement here. Instead of just saying that she was going to do "something" rash, I specified that something and used a word with onomatopoeic pizzazz. Also, Bella is known as a klutz. So I used that to my advantage, having her trip into a puddle to evoke her surprise, rather than just saying that she was surprised. I added the line about the rain pattering to show her confusion, add to the scenery, and pace the dialogue to allow for the reader to imagine that she is thinking before her response. Instead of the word "enunciate," which makes me think MY-SELF OB-VI-OUS-LY, I used "linger," which actually makes his comment smoother (he's a pretty cool character) and more sarcastic (which he also seems to be...seriously, read the rest of the book).
Anyway, I guess the devil...er...vampire...is in the details. Maybe instead of a writer I should be an editor.
Or maybe I'm completely wrong and I should be lucky that I even entice people to read my blog.
Thanks, faithful reader.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
It's About Time
Dear Faithful Reader,
I'm sure this is what you're saying, if you're still following: "It's about time!" It's about time that Marc blogged again. It's about time he got back into the swing of things.
I agree with you. It's about time. So, here's the first post of the new year. Hopefully I'll blog more regularly this year. Hopefully a little bit more recklessly as well.
One of the hurdles I still have yet to pass in my life as a person and as a writer is my own penchant for perfection. I have a difficult time starting something if I can't do it correctly, can't do it fully and can't do it justice. I've started several blog posts before now, and haven't finished them. Then I go back to them and the moment is gone, the writing is gone, the idea and the passion are gone.
The same thing has happened to several stories that I've started and since abandoned.
I need to learn to write and to live a bit more recklessly, to throw caution and editing to the wind and to try to simply produce.
I know that I can edit what I write. I actually enjoy editing, making the words tighter, the meanings more dense. So, I need to produce. Produce, produce, produce. Write, write, write. Then edit. I need to finish something, then perfect it later.
In blogging, I need to just finish something. I need to just put something out there. So, here's a start to a new year, a new season of blogging. Hey wind! Here's my caution. Take it and run with it.
Thanks for sticking with me, faithful reader.
Monday, October 6, 2008
A Change in Tactics (or Is That Strategies?)
During my Writing as Faith Practice course this morning I had a revelation, of sorts. Really, it was an ongoing realization that began last week with a meeting with my Field Education Mentor (a pastor who is guiding me through the experience of working a 9 month internship at a church). I realized that I really, truly am afraid of being misinterpreted. I utterly despise being unclear, or being seen as unclear, or having my words twisted. This is something, I think, that many people fear. It is tied, I believe, to my fear of failure, and, even further back, to a desire for acceptance. I want to be accepted, and feel that I will be shunned if I fail (even though I know this is not true, it is still a fugue roiling round in the back of my mind). A part of failing is failing to communicate. Another is being perceived to be something else, something that I don't want to be, and being perceived as a failure through that.
Let's be concrete. Say that I write on this blog an analysis of a particular work of literature, perhaps THE BROTHERS KARAMAZOV. In doing so, I write something that misrepresents my view of Dostoyevsky and his writings. People then comment on the blog about my misrepresentation. I realize that what I wrote was not true to what I desired to evoke. I feel failure.
Now, this is a small failure, certainly, but one of the things that I fear. I, perhaps too readily, depend upon public opinion for validation of the things I do. I know this about myself, and have known it for some time. Oddly enough, one of the things I have been battling is this feeling that I am less passionate about things because I have not let myself take risks, and have tried to block out other's opinions of myself. By not being as emotionally available as I could be, I feel that I have, to some extent, blocked off my passions. This has worried me. I am caught between acknowledging what people say about me, hearing their true concerns and then viewing my life from an objective, healthy point of view, and putting up defense walls and trying to be everything to everybody.
Let me put it this way: I want to try to hear what others say and to look at my life through their eyes, yet I want what they say about me to be good (or at least neutral). So, while I am more open to others (in some respects, as in listening to them), I am actually also less open to them ( as in not revealing my true, full self to them). And I feel that this has also affected the way I view and interact with God. I am open to God, to new words, to new directives, to a new hope, but I am not open with God. Perhaps that difference in preposition is truly what I am talking about, being open to, but not open with. This leaves me with a numbed sense of passion, and, in some respects, has led to the difficult discernment problem in which I find myself.
Now, in my class this morning we discussed the necessity of good writers to be vulnerable, to dive in, both to reading other great writers, and to dialoguing with those writers, and to being misinterpreted by their readers. A good writer must both be open to and open with. I am a self-conscious over-editor. Every sentence I write I immediately analyze for accuracy (I just did it then, I added a word to make the sentence make more sense). This means that when I finish writing (if I get into writing at all) I often end with something less personal, less emotional, more filtered. I am constantly worried about what others will think of my writing, whether or not it is good enough for others to read.
This blog is an attempt to force me to simply put writing out there and to allow it to be responded to (AH! dangling preposition. I tried to think of a way to fix this sentence, but couldn't since I'm headed to class in 10 minutes. Wait...."to simply put writing out there and to allow others to respond to it." Still not the most concise or most-well-written sentence. Sigh. I included this as a snippet of what goes on in my mind as I write). Meanwhile, I initiated early on in this blogging a policy (or tactic, or strategy...first presidential debate anyone?) of comment moderation. This ties to my fear of being misunderstood or misrepresented. So, I have taken the small, but for me, bold step of removing comment moderation. I can still delete comments (I believe) but now your comments should appear right away, without any screening from me.
One small step for Marc...
Thanks for reading, O Faithful Reader!
Monday, August 25, 2008
Definitions
"Thoughts"
They come out of both my head and heart. Some thoughts will be logical, others emotional. Many will be both. Hopefully I have grown enough so that my gut-reactions are tempered by sober reflection, but then again it might be more fun for you the reader to pass your peepers over my un-distilled psyche. Nevertheless, these "thoughts" are my opinions, my point of view. They are not gospel truth and are not meant to be. Hopefully once I get over the lack of sleep that plagued me last night these posts will also be less serious and more hilarious. Not just for you the reader, but for me the writer. I'm boring myself already. Sort of.
"Writing"
Writing is anything involving the use of words on a page (or screen) to communicate. That's a really broad category. It could include plays, poetry, short fiction, novels, non-fiction, songs, essays and whole host of other things. It will include both my own work and my thoughts on things that I have read or heard recently. So, for instance, one day I might share a personal limerick:
One sunny day in old Princeton
A blogger wrote a rhyme for fun.
The form he picked
Was limerick.
The reader regrets having come.
Limericks are more difficult to write than they look. I had to rely on slant rhyme just to get me through. Sigh. Anyway, on another day I might post about the book(s) I am currently reading (The Brothers Karamazov and a collection of Robert Frost poems at the moment). One of the purposes of this blog is to teach me to write more often and to give me a forum in which to write. I, unfortunately, join the majority of Americans who are now indoctrinated with instant gratification, and this blog format seems to be ideal for the quick response to something I've written. I might occasionally post excerpts of things I've written recently or things on which I'm working. Also, this blog itself is an experiment in writing and occasionally I will write about the process of blogging and/or the process of writing.
"Faith"
Always a thorny subject. But the thorn supports a rose. As a person of faith, and a person who believes that God has called them to live in faith I cannot speak or write about anything without it being encroached upon by my personal worldview. I believe that no one can. We all have a worldview. Mine happens to center itself in Christianity and to be clothed in the "double love commandment" -- Love the Lord your God with all your heart, soul, mind and strength and love your neighbor as yourself. More simply put: love God; love others. The title of this blog reflects this. The posts that fall under this category will most likely deal with how exactly that simple commandment is lived out in real life. They might also deal with issues of theology, or places where other topics (politics, ethics, economics, mathematics, science) intersect with living out love. This obviously leaves open a wide space for me to write about anything (similar to the topic of life, but more on that in a bit). Yet I will try to restrain myself to writing about topics not mentioned in the blog description from the viewpoint of one of the "major" five. So, if I write about politics, I will write about how a specific musician (Derek Webb, for instance) writes and sings about politics and what I think of his interpretation. Or I will discuss how faith and politics do or do not work together. Obviously, this blog is heavily weighted toward the humanities as opposed to the sciences, but I do not think that this means that the two cannot be spoken about together, nor do I think that they never speak to each other. More on that some day in the future.
"Music"
This is similar to writing, except that I will focus on singers/songwriters/instrumentalists. I will also talk about the music apart from the lyrics. I will also sometimes link to my own music, as opposed to just posting the lyrics to a song.
"Art"
Really here I probably mean beauty, but Art just sounded better in the blog description. These posts will discuss where I see beauty in the world, whether it is the art of nature, or the art of a photographer or painter. They will also focus on the craft of creation. As you can already tell, many of the posts will be tagged both "writing" and "art," or "music" and "art." But I felt the separation was necessary because I will occasionally write about music and how it interacts with politics, as I said before. A post that is purely "art" will most likely be a completely joyful post because it will simply be about something beautiful. Like otters. Beautiful.
"Life"
These posts will deal with my personal life, what's going on with me. They will also deal with being alive. Again, experiences of beauty might be wrapped up in an experience of being alive, but I wanted to express both the places where these topics cross and the extension of their outer boundaries. So I chose to use both words.
I believe in inter-connectivity and cross-pollination. These topics flow in and out of each other and their unique qualities also bind them together. John Donne wrote that "no man is an island," (or "no person," for my inclusive-language-minded friends.) I believe that. And I believe that no thought, no topic is an island. So above all, this blog will probably express the sincerity of my belief in our lack of aloneness. We are all connected. And that's something very exciting.
Thank you for sticking with me. Let's get to some real posting.
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