Still untitled…

A Shitty* First (and Second and Third) Draft
from a 5 minute in-class writing exercise on 10/5
(Class: Writing in Revolutionary Times)

First

Why do we decide things?

Why do we need to quantify

qualify

Why do we feel the urge

to -er/more

-est/most

 

The gracelessness of self-critique holds so much power over us that we create hierarchies and spectrums

customized to ensure we fall somewhere near the bottom because we’re too afraid.

 

What if we say “yes” to the imago dei in us, in ALL of US?

What if we lean hard in the direction of redemption and grace?

 

Let’s get busy plain-ing the rough places

straightening the crooked

unwinding from the tension of holding too tightly to overcoming our own frailty which was never intended to be seen as a failure.

 

Second

Why do we need to quantify, to qualify?

Why do we feel the urge to compare, to -er/more and -est/most?

Why do we prefer hierarchies with customizable metrics

to ensure we know we’re less than?

Why do we choose punishing gracelessness

Brutalizing self-critique

Surrendering to the power of “Not ready” and “Not good enough”?

Judgement is the path of least resistance

 

Because we’re afraid.

We’re afraid to say “Yes” to the imago dei in all of us.

We’re afraid to lean hard in the direction of redemption and grace.

We’re afraid to get busy plain-ing the rough places

Straightening the crooked ones

Unwinding from the tension of holding too tightly to our weaknesses.

Frailty was never intended to be seen as a failure.

 

Third

Why do we need

to quantify,

to qualify

to make -er/more and -est/most comparisons

Why do we choose

punishing gracelessness

brutalizing self-critique

Why do we surrender to the power of hierarchies with customizable metrics that ensure we know we’re less than?

 

Because we’re terrified.

Afraid

to say “Yes” to the imago dei in all of us.

to lean hard in the direction of redemption and grace

to get busy plain-ing the rough places

straightening the crooked ones

unwinding the tension of holding too tightly to our weaknesses.

We’ve forgotten that frailty was never intended to mean failure.

 

*Thanks to Anne Lamott for this encouraging word on trying to get something on paper.

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