The choices are endless. Input of imaginative material is ever-streaming: books, songs, films, adverts, emails, voicemails, snailmail... There are the daily tasks of work and family, hobby and friend, thought and action. The mental life that Dallas Willard asserts is our life of both spirit and body is ever-present, ever-flowing, ever-full. I said yesterday that …
A Year of Going Deep
It's an oft-cited complaint: American Christianity is three-thousand miles wide and litte more than an inch deep. So they say. The four of us, Anjie, Amy, and Daniel and I sat over dinner last night and re-upped on an old family tradition. Well, that may be overselling it a bit...we did this particular activity several …
Alone
Musical theatre types exude energy; young, beautiful people (or those who used to be) who sing like angels, though what they sing about often falls somewhat short of angelic. I'm sitting in the Falls Theatre at ACT last night at a showcase for New Musical Theatre songs and shows, waiting, along with Anjie, my daughter …
Snowflake Lane
Bellevue Square was packed. I stood outside in the small square on the east side of Macy's, just in front of the old Baskin-Robbins (closed). The brisk air seemed right, and what seemed to be multitudes had gathered. I didn't manage to crowd-surfed out to see the numbers on Bellevue Way, but several hundred lingered …
Run, Lola, Run / Choices, Chance, Outcomes
My small film group watched Run, Lola, Run last night, a 1998 German film in which a young woman receives a desperate phone call from her boyfriend. He has lost 100,000 Deutsche Mark, and unless he can deliver this enormous amount of cash to his drug-dealing boss within 20 minutes, he will most likely be …
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