I’m not preaching this morning, so I’ve been up thinking, as in the old days. Not to say I don’t think anymore, but the kind of thinking I did pre-preaching and now are somehow different. This morning seemed like the pre-days, and my journaling was a bit more like spelunking, discovery…not so much trying to [...]
Entries from September 2008
September 27, 2008
“Tell It To Him”
I watched about 40 minutes of the presidential debate last night and walked away shaking my head over the state of discourse and the odd role of media. Seems to me the differences in the candidates are pretty large and become pretty clear the more you hear them talk about what’s important to them and [...]
September 26, 2008
Beauty Arriving
“Thou know’st the mask of night is on my face…” You never know when a face is going to show…. I have always enjoyed teaching acting. There’s always a small voice in the back of my head wondering about the whole notion of memesis, the old Greek idea of imitation, and the various means by [...]
September 25, 2008
Girl with a Pearl Earring
After frozen pizza that was better than you’d think, spicy chicken fingers and potatoes, and salad that someone wondered over, asking if anchovy might be in the dressing, we finally wandered downstairs to watch a film only one person besides myself had seen. “This doesn’t have much dialogue, does it?” she said, and she was [...]
September 24, 2008
Trusting the Mind
Okay, here’s a heady entry. Let’s just say it’s needed at this moment. Personally, the deepest injury postmodernism inflicts on the unsuspecting is the severing of the basic trust between the mind and the self. What I mean is simple: if we are locked inside our own perspective, our own cultural influences, and we can’t [...]
September 23, 2008
Alternate Tunings
Yesterday morning, I woke up just before 5:00 a.m. and since it was my day off, I was a bit frustrated because I could have used that extra hour of sleep. Sunday had been an enormous day at church, 15 hours worth, and though I was fine to get up early enough to Anjie to [...]
September 18, 2008
My Kid Could Paint That II
The Wednesday Night Film Fest at my house watched My Kid Could Paint That last night. I blogged about the film last week, so I won’t cover old ground, but the story follows the meteoric rise of Marla Olmstead’s art career. Marla is four-years-old at the time of the making of the film, so the [...]
September 17, 2008
Death and a Milkshake
One of the women at the Northwest Church is dying. She’s had brain cancer for quite awhile, and for a long time, I’ve been meaning to get over to her house and visit, and for a long time, I haven’t done it. Finally, yesterday, I took the time to go sit with her for awhile. [...]
September 16, 2008
Days Off
The truth is, they’re difficult for me just now. A restlessness sets in as I try to stop the train of thought-life that’s all about tasks and goals and what needs to be done next. As I settle in to read or pray or perhaps play guitar or make a piece of art, a feeling [...]
September 13, 2008
The Brick Testament
At the NW Church, we’re launching into a study of Jesus through the eyes of John, wondering how this “disciple whom Jesus loved” thought and felt about the Christ. Our understanding of Jesus shifts with maturity, with cultural change, and as we experience life with him, so our study of how the apostle with the [...]
