Monday, 19 March 2012
Today as Eden and I walked home from Walgreens, we passed one of our elderly neighbors out raking his leaves. I decided to stop and help, because we had never met. As we were raking up the last of the leaves he asked me about my family, so I told him my husband's name is Nathan, we have a son named Lazarus, and this is our daughter, Eden. "Eden," he said, "is that a Bible name?" (He had already told me that he attends the local Catholic church.) "Oh yes," I said, "you know, the Garden of Eden." He kind of gave a self-conscious laugh and said, "Of course! But that's just a material thing!" Then he paused and said, "But I guess she's just a material thing, too. Of course, she'll have a soul when she gets older." I think the last statement was a bit of joke, although honestly I'm not sure. I said something in agreement with her materiality and added that God loved her no matter how old she is. I didn't take any offense . . . he meant it kindly. But it is an example of the Christian tendency to be somewhat dismissive of the material things!