Weak Gods, Fragile Truths, and the Unknown

“…Joash replied to the hostile crowd around him, “Are you going to plead Baal’s cause? Are you trying to save him? Whoever fights for him shall be put to death by morning! If Baal really is a god, he can defend himself when someone breaks down his altar.””

I think I read this text for the first time when I was 10 years old. Not every kid goes around reading the Book of Judges when they’re that young but, in the world I grew up in, it made sense. I had already read the coolest book in the bible, Revelation, several times, and Paul is quite boring until you’re old enough to get it, so the Old Testament was the place to go until I was about 13. Short stories, soap-opera family drama, cool battles, angels destroying armies overnight, tales of glory, and clear life advice like don’t kill people unless God tells you to, or, manage well your budget, don’t be lazy, listen to your parents. I highly recommend the OT for 10 year olds. Anyhow, there was I, reading the story of Gideon. Gideon destroyed a statue of Baal, a rival god, and when Baal’s followers came to kill him, Joash, Gideon’s father, defended him with that clear checkmate: If Baal is god, you don’t have to protect him, he’ll protect himself.   Continue reading Weak Gods, Fragile Truths, and the Unknown

Scars and New Beginnings

I work testing video games. The difference between movies and games is that in games you are in control, which is awesome. They’re also endlessly forgiving, even the hardest ones: when you make a mistake, there’s always the option of trying again. With save datas or by literally starting the game again, if you keep going you reach the goal and beat all challenges. In the end you’re the hero that never lost, because every time you did lose, you simply went back in time and tried again.

What’s attractive about it is that our actual lives are not like that. In real life, the mistakes we committed yesterday, the ways in which we are hurt or we hurt others, the words we say and decisions we make, have no “return to checkpoint” option. There is only consequence. Healing is painful and it leaves scars.

Then there is death, game over. Continue reading Scars and New Beginnings

See how we’ve changed!

Change, it is sometimes scary, sometimes liberating, it really depends on you. I remember when I used to think “I learn through lectures, not through book study”, which was true in high school. It would have been a serious problem, however, if I kept believing that once I got to university. My first two months of university were enough to show me that lectures would not be enough: it did not matter what I believed about myself, I had to start taking up my books, find time, and read them up. Had I been stubborn in believing my own self-image, I would have probably failed that first semester, but I changed in time. My view of myself changed. My mind changed. Continue reading See how we’ve changed!