Yesterday I led worship in A Cappella, then preached both services, and went home and crashed, as wiped out as I’ve been in a long time. Sick for most of the week, I propped up on the coach and through one lazy eye managed to watch a few more episodes of the first season of …
Growing Up Into Dreams
Last night, I made a proclamation. "Tomorrow, I grow up." It's a Facebook Status kind of thing to say. Is it true? Will I grow up today? On the one hand, each day is a growing up into responsibility and freedom. Demands grow, stakes go up, opportunities present themselves with alarming swiftness and fickle timing. …
Making Worlds
We encounter the world through our senses. Light hits the eye’s photoreceptors and the optical information starts its split-second journey toward the visual cortex in the occipital lobe, then on to the frontal cortex, and perception begins. Same with sound, smell, taste, and touch; the various systems involved in each leap into action as stimuli …
Plumbing a Rich and Diverse World
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 …
Watching My Friends Work
Last Friday night, Greenwood held it's monthly 2nd Friday artwalk. As part of that event, Taproot Theatre staged its own entry: the making of a portrait. The artist was my good friend Sam Vance, and his subject was another good friend, Nikki Visel. The impetus for this was a scene from Taproot Theatre's next offering, …
JEFF BERRYMAN 