Blasphemous Thoughts (aka Immaturity)

I think I might be a bit too immature to really appreciate some religious literature, particularly the more erotic/suggestive kind. The kind that reads, "The sweet dew of the eternal Trinity gushed forth from the fountain of the everlasting Godhead into the flower of the chosen maid." For a "holy virgin in body and spirit," Mechthild sure knew a little somethin' somethin'. If we trace it back to Song of Songs (or perhaps there's more preceding Song of Songs that my ignorances knows nothing of), might it then be fair to say that Song of Songs is the first romance novel? Really, slap a picture of Fabio as a pirate, a viking or a rogue (see above) on the cover of a pocket book sized publication of Song of Songs and we've got a bestseller fo shizzle, you feel me?

As for me, I'm just a hopeless romantic waiting for the right guy to say to me, "You are an allurement to my Godhead."

Sex and Seminary (I Like Alliteration)*

*For those of you offended by my complete irreverence, I apologize. I have no intention of pissing people off, mostly. Also, I really like Suzanne, Brian, and Scot and I appreciate their willingness to share their opinions on things. So like, if any of you are reading this now, you rock.

I had dinner with some delightful seminary folk last weekend. Dinner table conversation turned to sex, I think I may have started that. Not so surprising really. I mean, in my family it's a toss up between sex and bathroom humor for most frequent dinner time topic. We're pretty mature and sophisticated. Either that or we're just too influenced by the dumbed-down, sex driven filth that Hollywood puts out these days. How political, I like it. (Just to clarify, however, lest someone were to think that I'm actually very deep and thoughtful, I LOVE dumbed-down, sex driven Hollywood filth!) So anyway, we were noting that in seminary, the bigger story is who IS having sex, rather than who's not. It's sad really, because isn't it during sex that most people speak most directly to God? Oh.... it's during private prayer? My bad.

This all leads me to wonder: how would seminary be different if everyone were getting laid?
- Barth, Tillich, Rahner, Suzanne, Brian, Scot...... can't we all just get along?
- A lot of us would be going to hell, cuz we're not all married, isn't sex before marriage sinful? I thought I read that somewhere.
- There'd be a lot more seminary babies, cuz I heard that contraception is pretty evil too. I'm not sure how that works, but I prefer to believe without questioning, it leaves more time for picking out my outfits.
- I can't decide if "feet" would come up more or less during Old Testament.
- #*&% (name's been changed for security purposes) wouldn't be quite so tormented by his (or her) raging hormones.
- Maybe a proof text would be discovered that justifies orgiastic hedonism
- Would more men take the Human Sexuality course?
- At the end of Common Meal, instead of a presentation we'd hit the lights and get down to business, it's what the early Church did, no?

In other news, my friend T. Bush has informed me that I'm the only groupie he wants. How sweet is that? I'm #1 groupie!