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Unintentional


Last week I was gripped by an urge to use the rest of my emusic downloads to get some Dar Williams songs. I was in love with her in college, but had felt vaguely ashamed of this since I moved to California. Sometimes I suffer from the burden of coolness and its a heavy one. On to the point! Hearing her songs again after so many years made me realize how much her music had to do with my faith. Her music isn't explicitly Christian, but her music is incredibly honest about herself. Her honesty encouraged me to be authentic with myself which in the end led to being authentic with Christ. It began to make me wonder what other people or things had unintentionally shaped my faith life.
Unintentional Disciplers :
1) Ms. Baird my sixth grade teacher who taught me to be unafraid. She was the first single woman I met who lived in Seattle with a roommate. I loved her for that independence.
2) The song "Baby Blue Sedan" by Modest Mouse taught me that "its hard to be a human being, its harder as anything else".
3) "Heartburn" by Nora Ephron drove home the hard truth that even if I am good other people may not be good to me. I can't earn love, least of all God's. This lesson came only after reading this book about 100 times in high school. I carried it around with me like a security blanket my whole senior year.
4) Jack White taught me that God is the essence of creativity so in art all we create should be in the image of our creator.
5) "Northern Exposure" stressed that you need to open up to people and invite them into your life. Also that you can never really leave your home. Oh and about love's selflessness.
6) Aimee Mann in all her work instilled in me the value of accepting the junk you are given and how to move through it.
7) Emily of New Moon and Opal Whiteley taught me about the sacredness of the mystical and natural world.
8) Mr. Ries, my coworker, is the essence of servant leadership.
9) George Tooker.

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