Monday, June 18, 2012

Rock, Paper, Scissors

Rock crushes scissors. Of course. That’s what you would expect from the rock. No discernment, nothing to consider—just a heaving of weight and mass and hard edges to smash the opposition.

Scissors cut paper. No surprise, there. The scissors have something of a delicacy to them, but again—hard edges. Discerning, yes. And precise. But also sharp and dangerous.

Paper covers rock. An open hand rests over a closed fist in triumph. Did this ever make sense to you? Paper is soft, delicate, open. Completely vulnerable to the scissors. And it is the rock’s undoing, the foil, the thing that keeps the game in balance.

So what is it about that piece of paper? What, exactly, is the power it has over that brute rock?

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  1. This has always bothered me too. What is that power?

    1. My practical answer is that I have no idea.

      My dreamy, metaphorical answer (if you'll indulge me for a moment) is that the power is in what the paper carries--words, images, music--sort of a "pen is mightier than the sword" illustration. Maybe a little over the top for a children's game, but I liked the idea when it hit me, so I decided to run with it.

    2. Yes, that's the way my mind went too. And something about wrapping and covering something. There's a reminder of the "I am covered over with the robe of righteousness" song that I sung at summer camps. How somehow I am covered in Christ's grace and righteousness now even though I am still my old stony self underneath.

      Anyway, as always, I loved the post. A rich and interesting idea to think about.

    3. The covering part was something that struck me, too. Thank you for taking it a little farther for me (Wow--conversation is so cool, like that!)


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