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weekend links…

Blog One Another suggests you not take someone with you when you go to church this weekend.  Nice work, Jon.

My homie Chris Swenson (and fellow descendant of Nordic ancestry) needs to get his blogging life together!  We’ll cut him some slack; he’s a newly-wed.  His last post was great.  Hurry up and write another post, Swen.

I stumbled onto this guy, Josh Foreman, and I happen to think his writing is remarkable.  Scroll down and check out his art.

If it rains on Saturday, and you need a way to kill an hour google search “Derek Webb Stockholm Syndrome”

If you’re new to Ream of Paper and in the mood for some short fiction, check out this story.

a tale of two kitties

Spiritual Lessons From a Homeless Cat

Blogging King, Seth Godin says, if you want to drive blog traffic don’t write about your cat (see #11).  This isn’t about my cat per se…

We have a cat.  I should clarify.  We never intended to get a cat.  A kitten chose to live at our house, constantly demanding food from us while morphing into a cat.  I fed her dog food, hoping that she might turn into a canine or just leave altogether.  At first she stayed under the porch, but then there was the night of the thunderstorm when we put her in the garage, which she mistook for a toilet.  After she stuck around for about 2 weeks we hung a name on her, and taught her how to use a litter box.  Before this, I thought the litter box thing was instinctual.

We call her Motor.  Motor is a four-legged life lesson on living spiritually.  This is my second go-round with a spiritual cat.  My other spiritual cat was named Satan.  So this experience is vastly different.  Now, I have no intention of writing a book called Motor and Me, nor selling its rights to a film company for a movie starring Jennifer Aniston.  It’s not that kind of relationship.  But in the past two months, Motor has taught me many things.

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blogging link

Anyone interested in blogging for any purpose: fame, fortune or just plain old fun should read this manifesto.  In 279 Days to Overnight Success, Chris Guillebeau, blogger at the Art of Nonconformity, lays out a great plan to conquer the blogging world.

You can read my bad blogging tips here.

What is so funny?

Need the perfect euphemism?  Invent one here.

If you loved 27 Dresses, you’ll love the Christian version (of course if you loved 27 Dresses, you are clinically insane).

reamofpaper friday edition: Spiritual Lessons From My Homeless Cat…

why does god kill all those people in the old testament?

It’s probably happened to you.  You were debating the existence of God, and your friend or debate sparring partner pulled out the winning question, “If God is a God of love, how come he killed off so many tribes of non-Israelites in the Old Testament?”  It is kind of hard to answer.  You spout off something about penal substitutionary atonement before the Mosaic covenant, argue for God’s moral law being broken or talk about cherem – shunning someone because of their behavior.  Your friend looks at you funny because your answer was confusing and it also did not satisfy the original question about a God of love.  I think I have a better answer for you; we’ll use the Ammonites as our example.

So the Ammonites needed something.  We’ll choose an arbitrary item, like: new shoes. 

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dear ream readers

Thanks for stopping by reamofpaper.com.  For the past few weeks we’ve been keeping a Tuesday/Friday publishing schedule with a couple of extra or early posts.  This week we will not be publishing a regular Friday article/story due to my work schedule.  Everyone needs to get paid sometime!

Also over the past couple of weeks we’ve begun to make a shift in the content of reamofpaper.  Our new heading belies the changes we are making: “a subversive reminder that life is spiritual.”  If you are a

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cleaning as a spiritual practice

I am toying with the idea of producing a Ream of Paper ebook tentatively titled, 26 Days of Normal Grace (spiritual thoughts for the rest of us).  The idea is to take a slice of normal, everyday life and turn it into a moment of grace and, well, something like beauty.  Here is one entry.  Let me know your thoughts…

I’m sitting beside a box full of envelopes that all contain pieces of paper with a “total amount due” on the bottom of the page.  I am hopeful that you cannot relate, but perhaps you have a box like this somewhere within your personal space too.  Occasionally it seems I am the culmination of all the things I must do or pay. 

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the best morality fable ever told

I heard the greatest modern story the other day.  It was so packed with irony and morals, if O. Henry had read it, he’d have thrown up his hands and retired on the spot.  It goes like this…

There was young woman named Carrie Prejean who, as Miss California, competed for Miss USA, part of the Miss Universe dynasty.  Now please don’t confuse this with Miss America, which continues to have some merit.  Miss Universe, run by the ever-classy Donald Trump, is the meat-market variety pageant.

So Miss Prejean answered a pageant question thusly: “Well I think it’s great that Americans are able to choose one way or the other. We live in a land where you can choose same-sex marriage or opposite marriage. You know what, in my country, in my family, I do believe that marriage should be between a man and a woman, no offense to anybody out there. But that’s how I was raised and I believe that it should be between a man and a woman.”

perez hilton

This appears to be a kind and firm, if linguistically-challenged, answer to the same-sex marriage question posed by celeb blogger Perez Hilton.  Of course this answer is probably the teeniest bit offensive to Hilton, a gay man, but hey, he asked her opinion.  Here you might notice the first great irony of this story:  out of a sea of humanity, the best judge Donald Trump could find for his female beauty competition is a very gay man?  Not that gay men do not appreciate feminine beauty, but simple biology would indicate there might be a large crowd of men with far more impressive credentials in determining which female contestant is hotter (remember, this is not the Miss America pageant).

Well it gets worse.  Carrie Prejean then becomes a pariah.  Media outlets hate her because she has an opinion, and I should add, as a Californian, a vote on Proposition 8.  She appeared at her church, and did some spokesperson work for a national marriage organization.  Some semi-nude photos of Miss California begin to surface, presumably because her answer angered some people.  Irony number 2: the most moral voice always has some looming contradiction.  God bless her though, she was young and dumb, and some of them, I’ve heard, were respectable modeling photos.  (I should note that my wife will not let me research this topic any further!)  But wait…

Decades too late, Moakler dismisses Miss Universe Organization

Decades too late, Moakler dismisses Miss Universe Organization

Donald Trump tells Miss Carrie Prejean, “You’re NOT fired.”  This prompts Shanna Moakler, head of Miss California USA to resign in a huff, stating, “I cannot with a clear conscious move forward supporting and promoting the Miss Universe Organization when I no longer believe in it, or the contracts I signed committing myself as a youth.  I want to be a role model for young woman with high hopes of pageantry…”

Moakler, who’s personal history includes some clothing-free work for one Mr. Hefner (so I am told, again research has here been restricted by my wife), is incensed.  Apart from this work, one might know her as ex-Mrs. Travis Baker, drummer for Blink-182 and co-star of the MTV show The Bakers.  Yes, just so you got the facts straight, one nude model judges another to be immoral.  I thought she said she wanted to be a role model?  If you’re keeping score: this is irony number 3.

According to the Mercury News, Detractors claim, Prejean may have violated her contract by not disclosing that “she had posed for topless photos and by giving interviews and making public appearances in which she defended her opposition to gay marriage” by speaking at her church and doing work for the National Organization for Marriage.  Wait a second, her contract states that she cannot morally oppose gay marriage?

NOT FIRED!

NOT FIRED!

The end-all voice of morality, Donald Trump, gave her a pass saying, “We’ve reviewed the pictures carefully.”  We’re sure you did, Mr. Trump.  He continued, “We’ve made a determination that the pictures taken were acceptable.”

The philandering philanthropist for beautiful young women and aspiring businesspeople went on to be the voice of reason and moral guidance defending Prejean (irony 4), “It’s the same answer the president of the United States gave,” Trump said. “It’s the same answer many people gave.  She gave an honorable answer.  She gave an answer from her heart, and I think for that she has to be commended.”

I know what you’re asking: “Hey ReamofPaper, what is the spiritual aspect of this story, the moral, if you will?”  The whole story is oozing with morality.  To be truthful, I am still counting the sub-points.  Moral 1: If you’re running a beauty pageant without a talent competition and without awarding scholarships (no, the Playboy Mansion is NOT an institution of higher-learning) keep the contestants quiet.  Moral 2: If you ask for someone’s opinion, you should not hope they lie to make you feel better, Mr. Hilton.  Moral 3: Nude models judge other nude models as immoral.  Who knew?  Moral 4: Creepy Donald Trump is always right.

Seriously, to be human is to embrace hypocrisy.  No one tries; though we’re all well accomplished.  It is an unfortunate part of the human condition.  Journalists, activists and politicians on every side of the same-sex marriage issue have all attempted to bolster the moral case for their cause.  With all due respect to their efforts, if one is building a moral position based on the outcome of a silly beauty pageant, one should expect to be building on sinking sand regardless of one’s stance.  I have to say the only real sustainable moral is simply this: as the human race, we’re a mess.  And that, folks, is an old, old story.