floundering in my morals

Country
World
God/Deity
Self
Friends
Family

My professor put this list of items on the board in my International Relations class. Today we were looking at the concept of ethics in the global world. He asked us to put them in order of our priorities. I thought such a thing would be easy to do. I know what I believe and why I live the way I do, don't I? I floundered.
I know were country goes: dead last. I carry two nations passports, but i'm extremely critical of both. And besides, I'm a citizen of a different kingdom entirely.
So that was easy, but what about the rest?
God should go first, right? But... i often fail at keeping God there, sometimes God slips down the list, is God really first in my life at the moment? If not what is?
Friends trump family at this point in my life, and that sucks. Not that I don't love my friends, but I miss my family. And hard as it is to be honest, my friends might not stay in my life forever, my family will.
And now we get to the two most difficult ones to place: self and world. first of all, what do world and self actually mean?
utility and altruism are battling it out in my head.
a world perspective is so important to my values (my self) and who i choose to spend time with (my friends)and my faith (my God) and i guess what i see of as kingdom living (my country). Not to mention it has a huge impact on my wardrobe, my shopping choices, and the food I eat. So is world top on my list, or is world all of my list? or is God all of my list? you see: i flounder.

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