Perhaps in the lull of senior spring and seeking to escape complete senioritis, I come back to this blog, which, looking back, I really did not keep up on while I was abroad….
However, my love of biology and baklava, has not dissipated. In fact, thanks to Ata, a sweet shop owner in the Old City of Jerusalem, my love of baklava has exponentially increased. Similarly, thanks to a challenging, thought-provoking, and spiritually edifying biology capstone class over January, my love for biology has grown as well. So, here I find myself, picking up where I left off- yet, instead of looking out at modern Jerusalem from my room, I see the small neighborhood of Upland, Indiana from my window.
While it has now been four months since I have returned back home and settled into life back at Taylor, my thoughts often find themselves here, there, and everywhere else. Restless–
what does it mean to love your neighbor, even if they are your [perceived] enemy? and how does the Church do that practically? what theology, thinking, or practices must be altered in order to point others towards the true message of Jesus? how is this different from some of our Western American ideas of what “being a Christian” means?
how do we learn about God from His creation and His Word? Is it really that hard to do both? Why do many Christians find this extremely difficult, with many declaring it impossible to do so? Isn’t all Truth, God’s Truth? Why must one shy away from things learned from the created order then? What does it look like to practically learn from both areas of knowledge while keeping their integrity?
My heart grows restless feeling pulled in many directions by good meaning individuals and ideologies. Though I continually fail to do so, I am humbly reminded by my Father to rest my thoughts in Him-every one of them.
This is all my hope and peace, nothing but the blood of Jesus.