The Inner Voice of Who Knows What

the pilgrimage: Henri Nouwen and my own topsy-turvy little heart

Grey Matter

So the other day… we spent more than an hour having a conversation about some fabulously grey area in my summer women’s studies class. The professor has done an amazing job at presenting new material in a way that is invitational, not coercive – thought-provoking but not overwhelming.

And yes, much of it is grey, rejecting the conventional dichotomy of “one or the other.”
In regards to gender, relationships, science, theology, truth, and pretty much all of life… grey is necessary.

As she gave us an idea of what to expect on our next exam, she seemed fairly uncertain about the material to be covered… understandable.
Asked whether we’d need to be prepared for a certain section of our textbook, she replied, “Yes, kind of.”
I heard an overly exasperated sigh from behind me, soon followed by a demanding and uncompromising voice, “Yes or no?!?”

Sorry, weren’t we just on grey?


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