The first part of this article stated the dangerous (albeit tempting) tennets of Gnosticism and how they lead to the separation of the spiritual and the physical; and in this part of the article, I will continue to discuss how our physical states should demonstrate our inner spirituality.
Though it has ancient roots, Gnosticism—and the secular/sacred divide that flows from it—must be addressed today; its early and continual appearance proves the urgency for each generation of believers to wrestle with gnostic ideals slipping into our thinking.
Another important question remains, though—in the realm of minimalism, why is it only a select culture of people who get to define what is and isn’t a healthy internal and external reality?
The roots of minimalism are well-founded; something must be done to stem the tide of thoughtless consumption which threatens to drown us all.
While reading The Color of Compromise: The Truth About the American Church’s Complicity in Racism by Jemar Tisby, I realized that it bears some striking similarities to going through physical therapy: facing reality about one’s limitations, pushing through pain, perhaps doubting the process, but also—the joy of incremental progress and knowing that Jesus is our true source of strength.
I am a woman in ministry, which is historically a man’s world. I am female in the traditionally male field of theology. I am an outlier, a statistical anomaly, an aberration.