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“Okay, God, here’s the deal. I know we were going to talk last night, but I got tied up with some homework and then some friends invited me over to watch 'Planet Earth'—which is really just a celebration of your creation, right? Sort of like praying? And I was really tired when I got back to the dorms...
There are some very promising signs flooding into Chicago’s department stores: There may come a day –and it may be soon –when wearing shorts and a T-shirt will not be considered an activity in recklessness. Spring just might find its way to the shores of Lake Michigan. And retailers everywhere know what a change in season means. Warm up your credit cards, it’s time to go shopping!
This week the Pew Forum came out with a study of the American religious landscape. As soon as I saw an article about the study, I eagerly read it and then went to check it out first hand. While there were many interesting findings in the study (35 percent of Jews have graduate degrees! Jews make up less than half of a percent of my home state of Wisconsin!) ...
As Sen. Obama taught us last week --by way of Sen. Clinton’s rebuke --one man’s plagiarism is another man’s allusion.
The Catholic Church recently found itself in a similar predicament, with this report out of Poland:
Holy Cross is a Catholic institution. Even more specifically, it is a Jesuit institution. While we’re not teeming with “Catholic this, or Catholic that,” there are distinct reminders of the school’s religious identity that we students receive, and they show up in our email inboxes.
Spring semester is special because it signals the return of campus classics like food court pigeons, student organization tabling, and my personal favorite, the street preacher. That's right folks, step right up and witness the marvel that is the disheveled zealot in khaki shorts and Hawaiian shirt come to save your soul!
When you go to a seedling Christian liberal arts college planted in the basement of the Empire State Building and attempting to change the world, you come to expect incredulous media coverage. All the set-up lacks, after all, is a good punchline.
Today was my favorite day so far in Living Religions of the East. Dr. Smith (Fred) and I have been lecturing for the last week on Chinese religions and today he had us sit with our eyes closed for two minutes. I'm not sure what the other students thought of this but I fully appreciated it.
I entered the chapel five minutes late and scuffled to the back pew. My squeaky tennis shoes made way too much noise on the wood floor and my first prayer was that God would forgive me for interrupting the prayers of others.
Now what?
“I had not thought about it like that before.”
I have learned to love those words.
This past weekend I took a trip to San Diego, where I was talked my favorite duo --religion and politics --with an acquaintance who is currently training with Navy special forces teams. We agreed on the threat posed to democracy by religionists of all stripes who want to forcibly impose their religious world view.
In case you haven’t heard, Senator Barack Obama is not Muslim.
As if this wasn’t already clear to me before trekking down to South Carolina to do what 13,000 other Obama supporters were doing, the Senator has gone out of his way to make sure this point was hammered home.
Howdy all. From my brief bio, I guess you know that I'm a native Texan currently residing in Austin. Let me start by saying that I "heart" this city because it's not what you would consider a "traditional" Texas town. It's a land of vegans, hippie hollows, dot coms and unfettered coffee shops. In a lot of ways Austin is like me because it is full of counterintuitive devices that come together and somehow work.
Done with class for the day and stuck with an hour to kill until lunch, I headed out for a run. There's a loop we call Mason Farm that goes past the lacrosse fields and golf course and into a wooded prairie about a mile and a half from campus. I recommend this route to anyone in the Triangle area, if you don't mind getting your feet wet in a little creek that separates the road from the main trail.
By way of introduction, my name is Hope and I live in midtown Manhattan--at least during the school year. I am a non-denominational Christian, but prefer to characterize my faith as a relationship with Jesus Christ, cultivated by time spent in prayer and in reading of Scripture, as well, I suppose, as a sort of constant communion throughout every day.
In the religious studies department of the University of Iowa, the graduate students are required to take a series of four foundational courses regardless of their area of specialization. During my first semester at UIowa I took Teaching Religious Studies; the next semester it was Western Religious Traditions; then Methods and Theories; and finally, this semester I am finishing up with Asian Religious Traditions.
Allow me to introduce myself. While I have curly black hair, like to sing, and have a name that looks almost like Annie (it’s Ani), my life has quite little in common with the freckled, redhead, “Little Orphan Annie.” For one thing, I am Armenian, and this makes all the difference - ask those who know me, and without a doubt you’ll find out how true this is!
I got the news on my phone, an e-mail with a link from a friend. Reading the URL, I scanned “shooting.campus.” My stomach twisted. I went home and turned on the television. “It looked like she had a shotgun burn on the side of her fa—” I turned off the television.
I am not a Buddhist. I've never told anyone that I am a Buddhist and have in fact denied the title on more than one occasion. Even though I have been circling around the stupa for the last ten years, I have never made any formal or official commitment to the Buddha sāsana. I've never sown a rakusu or received a "dharma name." I am, as of this moment, a freelance wanderer through the six realms of samsara.
Are you there Catholicism? It’s me, Elizabeth.
I moved to Chicago for grad school five months ago and will pack up my bags and head out just four months from today. My time here is really more of an extended vacation –one involving several student loans and one absurdly small living space. Ahh, grad school...
The e-mail messages that came pouring into my inbox yesterday afternoon turned out to be true: William Jefferson Clinton did in fact grace the humble hamlet of Blacksburg, Va., this evening.
The leaders of Conservative Judaism, the movement that I grew up in and still affiliate with, currently have their knickers in a twist over a part of the Catholic Church's Latin Good Friday Mass, which, according to the New York Times, translates to: "Let us pray for the Jews.
Last week I voted in my first presidential primary, in Massachusetts. My mom and step-dad voted too. Each of us voted with concern for what would be “good for the Jews,” and yet we voted for three different candidates.
The millions of Christians walking the earth Wednesday, bearing an ashy sign of the cross on their foreheads, may seem to some to be conspicuous trumpeters of their own piety.
To the wearer, however, the sign traditionally indicates his penitence, sinfulness, humility and mortality.
In a great cosmic convergence, the United States has endured just about all the festivities it can handle in the span of four days: We’ve had Super Bowl Sunday and Super Duper/ Mardi Gras Tuesday, only to be followed by the considerably more subdued Ash Wednesday.
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