Thursday, December 22, 2011
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Before the Gospel is a word, it is silence. It is the silence of their own lives and of his life. It is life with the sound turned off so that for a moment or two you can experience it not in terms of the words you make it bearable by but for the unutterable mystery that it is. Let him say, 'Be silent and know that I am God, saith the Lord' (Ps. 46.10). Be silent and know that even by my silence and absence I am known. Be silent and listen to the stones cry out.-Frederick Buechner, "Telling the truth: The Gospel as tragedy, comedy and fairy tale"
The chapter I'm reading from "The Rest of God" also focused on silence and listening. Perhaps I should be learning something here...
Monday, December 19, 2011
The following are my fave tracks from 2011. I don't listen to nearly as much music as Dauthan so my list isn't going past 15 tracks but I still think it's a solid group. I like making this list in addition to my fave albums as there are a few tracks that stood out on albums that didn't quite make my albums list. Anyhow, lists, lists, lists.
Friday, December 9, 2011
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Timely reading: I started reading The Rest of God by Mark Buchanan recently. I’m usually pretty weary of Christian nonfiction (well, most current Christian literature) as it usually simplifies things a little too much. But I’ve been enjoying this one.
The book focuses on the need for Sabbath and rest (as implied by the title). The second chapter then focuses on our thoughts towards rest. While we often relegate our level of rest towards our present circumstances (summer, mid-semester, exam week, etc.), real change starts in the way we consider our time. We’re called to renew our minds (Rom 12:2), not necessarily avoid all responsibility.
This comes at a time when I’m excited to move into an academic break (until February, no less). My first thought is that my circumstances alone will give me rest. But, as I read and think about it, the way I view time are what’s actually going to give me rest. Well, perhaps better said: changing my view of time will allow God to give me rest.
So hey, as you persevere through exams, find times to rest when you can. And looking into break, take the time to actually take a Sabbath.
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Monday, July 25, 2011
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Friday, July 8, 2011
For you will not be distracted by the signsDo not be distracted by themDo yourself a favor and get realGet right with the LordGet real, get right with the Lord
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Monday, April 25, 2011
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Monday, March 7, 2011
Thursday, February 17, 2011
- The student cabinet that I advise has a website that's pretty legit. It'll be getting consistent updates here on out.
- You definitely need to print out these Arrested Development paper dolls.
- Please read this Taylor student's blog. His matter of fact posts are fantastic. (ps. I have zero connection to this student besides him once attending Taylor.)
- Loved to see Arcade Fire win the best album Grammy. Might love this "hate blog" even more.
- And everyone should listen to James Blake.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
I learn that my feelings about art and my feelings about the Creator of the Universe are inseparable. To try to talk about art and about Christianity is for me one and the same thing, and it means attempting to share the meaning of my life, what gives it, for me, its tragedy and its glory. -Madeleine L'Engle
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Well, after purchasing an engagement ring on Etsy (per Jorjette's request) and receiving it on Friday, December 10th, I waited a total of one day to propose.
So, Friday evening (Silent Night for all you Taylor people), I dropped some flowers and a postcard (my preferred "note" medium) off at Jorjette's apartment, asking if she would spend the following day with me. She accepted.
Next, I picked Jorjette up and we headed down to Indy for the day. We began at Patachou, Jorjette's favorite diner spot in Indy. Lunch included French toast for Jorje and an omelette for myself. Despite being seated next to a group of late-20s aged women who enjoyed talking about babies rolling over and hair getting caught in vacuums, lunch was just perfect as we got to spend it together in one of our favorite spots.
After this, we took a little trip to the Indianapolis Museum of Art. We visited the Lily House first, enjoyed its Christmas decorations, avoided the tour groups, and talked to Jorje's middle school teacher who works the front desk. We then proceeded to the museum.
Now I must confess that I had little planned besides taking Jorjette to the museum and proposing. So in just about every room of the museum, I considered getting down on one knee and proposing ... only to awkwardly linger and wait for the perfect moment. The moment did not present itself very well. I decided that I would have to make the moment happen on my own.While exiting the museum, I detoured us around the fountain out front (amidst the ever increasing rain), told Jorjette I loved her about 4 times, said I was just going to "cut to the chase", got down on one knee, and proposed.
After Jorjette responded with an "of course" and I stated how much of a fool I am for botching up important things like proposals, we decided the proposal was just as awkward as we are and thus fit rather well.
The rest of the day was spent with Jorje's family, calling people on the ride back to Taylor, and spending the night with friends.
I am now engaged to marry the love of my life. Nothing could make me happier.
That's my version of the story...