25.5.11

Science and Religion: Heaven Help Us


Being super religious, science has always been something I approach with caution, never knowing what will come up. And I always try and take everything I here in class and mesh it with what I'm taught in Sunday School. But that doesn't usually work. And it bothers me because the highly logical part of me wants scientific findings to complement my beliefs. But every once and a while I discover something that really makes me wonder if science and faith can really support each other. Today was one of those days.
















On top is what's called the Oort cloud. It's basically a giant swirling mass of comets and the Solar System is at the center.
On the right is an atom: a cloud of electrons swirling around the nucleus.

One is the basic unit of matter and the other is our entire Solar System. But I couldn't help but notice that they are basically identical. And so it makes me wonder, whether science does really support my belief of the Universe as being a Divine Creation. I mean what are the chances that these to astronomically different things are so similar by fluke?

16.5.11

My Real-Life Addiction

I remember getting my first Harry Potter book. I was 8. I'd seen the books displayed in Safeway and I thought they looked rather odd. There was this guy with a scar on his forehead in front of a train and then some pipe-smoking striped pant wearing man on the back. Not exactly my cup of tea. And then it was named Harry Potter, and I immediately decided I would never read the book because the main character was a guy. And that was wrong. I was a bit of a feminist... And then a friend of mine gave me the book for my birthday. I was slightly disappointed. I had already made up my mind I wasn't going to read that book. And besides, I wasn't into reading. I would rather have done crafts for hours then pick up a book. A month later Morgan got Harry Potter and the Philospher's Stone for her birthday. And she loved it. And because I had to be like Morgan, I decided to try and read about this "Harry Potter".

It was a major fail. I still couldn't read very well and my word association was limited. "Professors", in my mind, the jungle trekking Professor Porter from Tarzan with his safari gear. And so I picture these khaki wearing old people running around the streets of England in the dead of night. And that was just weird. Then their were the "cloaks", which I read as "clock". People wearing clocks? That was even weirder. It was just too much for me to handle so I shelved the book and left it there.

Then the first Harry Potter movie came out and Morgan told me to try and read it again. And because I just didn't say no to Morgan, I did. And I was hooked. I quickly devoured the other books in the series and waited with baited breath until the next one was released.




But I wasn't just hooked on Harry Potter. I became obsessed with reading. It was like this whole part of my life that was missing and books were the thing that filled it. My mom says I "inhale books" because I read them like someone is going to destroy them all tomorrow.


And it's true. I feel slightly pathetic when I tell people I just finished reading 3 books in 4 days. It sounds like I have no life. But I can't help it. The moment I get a book in my hands, I have the hardest time putting it down. Every part of me craves to read and read and read until there are no pages left.


But it's the only thing that keeps me somewhat sane. Reading is my outlet. It lets imagination go and no one can tell me I'm crazy or cuckoo or just too old for that kind of thinking. It's my addiction. And no sort of intervention will ever come between me and a novel. 

2.5.11

In honour of Election Day

I am generally not interested in Canadian politics, so this is likely one of the only political posts ever. But, I can't take my privilege to vote for granted. There are thousands of people across the World who have zero voice in their government and so to simply skip voting because I'm too lazy or cause I'm not personally interested is like a slap to those faces who want nothing more than to be heard.

People think 1 vote doesn't make a difference. And maybe in the long run it doesn't. But when you take 5 minutes to vote, you are voicing your opinion, albeit anonymously, but you are still are taking a stand for what you believe in. And if you believe that it is a right to choose and a right to be heard, then you should vote. Maybe your vote will just be numbered along with everyone else's. And maybe your candidate won't even win. And maybe you are just tired of the endless elections that you vow never to vote again.

STOP

If you don't vote for yourself, vote for those people who can't. Vote for those people who struggle everyday to be heard. Vote to support an idea that may be imperfect but that gives people a choice.

Vote because you can.

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