Wednesday, February 27, 2008

The Unformable Mind

Some people stay up late at night worrying about their sins.

I stayed up a bit and worried about this hypothetical situation concerning repentance:
Suppose there was a good Catholic man who was raised in the Church, knew its teachings inside and out, etc. One day, he gets into a horrific car-accident that he survives, but which leaves him incapable of forming new memories. One day, he commits a mortal sin that he does not immediately repent of. For reasons outside his control, he is unable to let himself know what he did on the prior day (say that on his way home he's mugged, knocked unconscious, and is out for the rest of the day, soon after the sin is committed). But he *would have* repented had he remembered what he had done and had repented of similar sins in the past.

Assuming no one involved in such a sin (if any one was) ever told him that he'd done it, what happens? It doesn't seem to sit well that God's grace could not penetrate to this fellow. Is it sufficient to confess past sins with the intention to confess ALL sins? Does he need to feel contrition for THAT sin, or for his sins in general? Hm.

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

A Fun-Filled 10 Minutes

My walk down two blocks of Telegraph Avenue and then through the Berkeley Campus was significantly eventful this afternoon. Much happened in just 10 minutes!

First, I passed by the ex-hippie who had some bottle-glasses on, a white curly beard, selling fabric patches with a sign up above them that read 'wiretap this.' He was singing to the song on the radio which had a rock beat and whose lyrics were "I can act like a woman if I want to."

Second, the homeless man, as I passed by, starting asking for money but switched to "Heeeeeeellllllllllloooooooooooooooo Dolly!" I wasn't sure what the proper etiquette was for thanking him, so I ducked by.

Third, a group of African-American men were trying to sell some records, and one of them, who was well-muscled and had removed his shirt," complained "MAN. I can't sell these things even if I show some skin!" No. No, you can't.

Fourth, a homeless man gave me a hug because I gave him two dollars. I initially only gave him one, but he jabbed his finger at my purse and said that I had tons of money, could I give him a loan which - on his honor - he would pay back? Somehow persuaded, I gave him another dollar.

Fifth (not on Telegraph Avenue), about three students were protesting some action of the UC Regents. They'd set up a huge banner in a tree and were holding smoke bombs.

Fun!