Friday Fuel: Mortification, Enemies and Division, and Living and Dying in America Today

April 25, 2014

It’s been a great week, as I hope it has been for you.

The clock is ticking down on this school year. I’ve got good things I’m working on (behind closed doors for now). And there is a lot to be optimistic about. My week was full of good inspirational gems, but here are the highlights, the things that most fueled me this week.

In My Netflix Queue

Netflix surprises me every once in a while. Over the last couple of weeks, there appears to be a sudden surge of documentaries that strike mortifiedmy tastes. But by far the most unexpected and entertaining has been Mortified Nationa stage show where ordinary adults read excerpts from the diaries they wrote as teenagers. It is a hilarious look at the absurd melodrama of the teenage mind. Warning: adult language and (sort of) adult situations are discussed in horrifying detail.

In My Blog Reader

Authors and artists have long bemoaned the dehumanizing effects of modern life, whether “modern” means today, or a century ago. Paul Angone nails this one with why in our modern world, crammed with more people than ever before, we are experiencing a shortage of real life humans.

When we talk about sex and pornography, how do we keep getting it so darn wrong? Anne Jackson has had the opportunities to speak all over the place about these issues, and offers some clarification on why these things are not our enemy.

There are a lot of topics that divide Christians. But that’s not because of our piety or how clear we are on scripture. Emily Wierenga shows why we are left so divided, when we are supposed to be of one Body.

Finally, I just found this incredibly interesting. Caleb Wilde, our friendly neighborhood funeral director, posted this infographic on causes of death, which modes of travel and which occupations kill the most people. Plus, there is a neat little comparison to the leading causes of death from a century ago. If only dying today were as simple as having “senility.” Those were the good old days.