Tina Fey, my imaginary mentor


So my copy of http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=thatswha06-20&o=1&p=8&l=bpl&asins=0316056863&fc1=000000&IS2=1&lt1=_blank&m=amazon&lc1=0000FF&bc1=000000&bg1=FFFFFF&f=ifrTina Fey’s Bossypants arrived in the mail yesterday. Let me say that I only have two methods of reading books. One is to steamroll through them, gorging out my intellectual appetite. The other way is to read a chapter, get bored, an let that book with its well-meaning bookmark collect dust until I only remember it later because I’m moving and books are the heaviest part of a move.

There is no middle ground for me.

So I finished the book by 9:30 pm last night. A little jealous that if I ever write a book, I won’t get to crack jokes about my awkward sexuality, but certain I could make it just as funny. Has “Priestypants*” been trademarked yet? So many times I feel like Tina Fey is just me, but in a different life. But then I remember that her book is currently the #2 bestseller on Amazon. Apparently there are a lot of other brainy brunettes who act weird around boys they want to date. But really, someone once told me that I reminded her of Tina Fey, or more accurately, Liz Lemon, and I consider that one of the nicest compliments I’ve received, though I can’t tell you why.     

Being that Tina Fey is a comedian and this is a comedic book, I’m not sure I should glean some great insight from this book. But I did. Because Tina Fey talked about learning to do improv in Chicago at Second City and she talked about how those lessons translated to life lessons. Let me quote:

The first rule of improvisation is AGREE. Always agree and SAY YES. When you’re improvising, this means you are required to agree with whatever your partner has created. So if we’re improvising and I say, “Freeze, I have a gun,” and you say, “That’s not a gun. It’s your finger. You’re pointing your finger at me,” our improvised scene has ground to a halt. But if I say, “Freeze, I have a gun!” and you say, “The gun I gave you for Christmas! You bastard!” then we have started a scene because we have AGREED that my finger is in fact a Christmas gun. 

Now obviously in real life you’re not going to always agree with everything everyone says. But the rule of Agreement reminds you to “respect what your partner has created” and to at least start from an open-minded place. Start with a YES and see where that takes you. 

 As an improviser, I always find it jarring when I meet someone in real life who first answer is no. “No, we can’t do that.” “No, that’s not in the budget.” “No, I will not hold your hand for a dollar.” What kind of way is that to live? 

What if more people have theological discussions with the Rule of Agreement in mind? What if more churches approached new ideas with the Rule of Agreement in mind? If I were further along in my theological studies, this is where I would bridge this to a ‘theology of abundance’, but I’m not there yet, so bear with me. Because Fey continues that passage with the YES, AND rule, saying that everyone shouldn’t be afraid to contribute, which is probably the same thinking that gave me the audacity to start a blog that had almost 150 page views last month.  

Let me leave you with a new word that Tina Fey coined (like Shakespeare!). Not only does this word describe me now, but I have a feeling it will describe me all my life. Blorft. “Completely overwhelmed but proceeding as if everything was fine and reacting to the stress with the torpor of a possum.”

*- If you’re a part of my Commission on Ministry, I fully acknowledge that there’s much more to do in my discernment process and ordination is still by all means a ‘maybe’.**

**- If you have no idea what this comment means, consider yourself lucky.


This IS a post about Love Wins


I finished Love Wins. It took a little longer than expected. Mainly because I had to catch up on The Biggest Loser and there was a new The Office (loved it) and 30 Rock (okay). But I did easily finish the over-discussed book and now feel obliged to write about it because every other blog I read has.

I think I spent more time reading about Love Wins than I actually spent reading the book. And with how un-shocking I found the book,  I have a theory that Rob Bell paid or planted John Piper and the other naysayers just to build up hype. If not, I should just refer to Piper’s ‘farewell’ list when I’m looking for something new to read.

Nonetheless, Rob Bell finds a new way to tell an old story and I really like that. Bell writes like the lovechild of Ernest Hemingway and C.S. Lewis, which draws no complaints from this reader. The book does reach toward an audience that has directly or indirectly been scathed by American Evangelical churches’ theology and it’s because of that that I hope that if my grandchildren ever pick this book up and be dumbfounded by the passages that describe this present theology.

The one complaint I have, the same one I have with all Rob Bell’s books, is that he doesn’t include any references. Not that I’m one to go through and check a bibliography, but it feels like a number of times he quickly comes to a conclusion then continues to build more arguments on it before I’ve had a chance to completely grasp said conclusion.

Conclusion: (if you’re reading this you’ve probably already drawn your own conclusion) worth it.

In other news, be sure to watch the NCAA Division II Basketball championships tomorrow afternoon at 1pm. My own alma mater, Bellarmine University is playing. Go Knights!