if nothing else, those who know me will tell you that i’m a person with opinions. i consistently get asked sarcastically to tell how i really feel by many of my close friends. and really, i like having opinions. i like believing one way or another on a topic… and then after that i can change it as needed.
for instance, one thing i believe in is local and organic food. so, my husband and i try to buy in this order: local organic, organic, local, larger local, and then other. this is our loose guideline – if you can’t do it at some point, you don’t freak out, you deal with whatever you have to. it has been interesting to see people who come to regent college without a holistic vision of christianity be confronted with the idea that christianity has something to do with earth-keeping and food supply. they often freak out because it is too much to think about, too big an issue (what, cause salvation wasn’t?!?). one pastoral student friend sent an email back when he started working at a church that he had convinced them to use real mugs instead of styrofoam (yay!).
anyhow, this all came up because friday night, i went to another ‘integrated project in arts and theology’ and ran across a friend who needed to get some knitting needles from me. i happened to have them on me and passed them on. her husband then said “yay! i get a hat soon!” this particular instance struck me as funny and ironic. see, his grandmother had made him a scarf out of variegated acrylic that he would have never worn. so when i taught his wife how to knit, she hatched a plan to make it into a hat for him that he would wear. although they don’t seem to me like the kind of people that would be super excited about red heart, all thoughts of such things were trumped by the circumstances of the yarn.
this got me thinking about the opinions and guidelines that we live by. in the end, although i seem to have a lot of opinions, it seems to me that rules within life are really no good if they are not applicable (and bendable). when i’m being good and not just obstinant, i allow this bending to happen under certain circumstances.
so, here are some of the places where i bend:
i believe in wool, but we’re not going to throw away the acrylic blanket that ben’s grandmother crocheted (seen in the picture above with the double knit polyester quilt that his mom made). in this case, the fact that the blanket was made by grandma trumps the fact that it isn’t made out of natural fiber.
i believe in using natural fibers (cotton has issues with pesticides, but you know… bend). i don’t really buy modern polyester/rayon/acrylic etc, but a huge part of my sweater collection is made up of 1970’s acrylic numbers (one of my favorites can be seen partially here.
although we generally prefer organic/free range or wild game meat, ben and i will both eat meat when the occasion trumps our food preferences.
generally against misc plastic made by slave labor, i love mass-produced weird christian stuff (especially catholic). a lot. so much that if i find something particualrily gaudy, i might even buy it new!
i love the little contradictions/bends in life… they crack me up. so what trumps what in your life?