no woman, no cry.

Three years ago, I was graduating from the Academy. I was taking a world religions class for the May intrem course and knitting scarves for a community service project. It was a strange time. I knew which college I was going to attend in the fall, I was going to major in Math, minor in Philosophy/Religioin. I was going to be a math professor. I was going to be a math professor.

I had just recently started to listen to Bob Marley. I had also just realized that what I believed about god and the world did not match up with Christianity. I guess I could say "I had recently stopped being Christian," but that was not the process at all. I was sitting alone, knitting for the service project and listening to Bob Marley and thinking. And suddenly it hit me. I did not believe Jesus loves me. Simple as that. and as complicated as that.

Three years later and attending an Episcopal church (that whole two years in the liminal state, so true) I still don't know what to think about Jesus, but I love the service. I am graduating with a mathematics degree, but also a philosophy/religion degree as well. I am not going to be a math professor. I am not going to be a math professor. Though I am thinking about graduate school in Middle Eastern Studies. And I'm listening to Bob Marley again.

Bob Marley is good for the soul.

good friends we have
oh, good friends we've lost
along the way
in this bright future
you can't forget your past
so dry your tears, i say

I don't know what's going to happen in the next three years. Maybe I'll be writing again about my MA. or maybe I'll be working in a bookstore. or maybe i'll be living in the middle east. I don't know. But I'm excited to find out. This is one bright future.