As you can probably guess from the lack of activity here on the blog, my summer has been quite full. Between working, backpacking, planning surprise parties, going on Search & Rescue missions, and getting sick, time for reading and writing has been scarce.
Spiritually I feel like I'm at a very ambiguous place, disoriented, dried up, and possibly a little jaded. However, as long as faith lasts, it is not an aimless ambiguity, but rather a pregnant ambiguity, like that of a darkroom. Discipleship, like development, takes time. Weeping may endure for a night, joy comes in the morning. "But tension is to be loved / when it is like a passing note / to a beautiful, beautiful chord"
Anyway, in the absence of anything more substantial, I'll throw out some random stuff from the last couple of weeks.
- Peter recently introduced me to the late Christian folk group Silers Bald. Their album Real Life is the best I've heard in awhile: creative, intelligent, and encouraging. Definitely worth a listen.
- I just finished C. S. Lewis's On Stories, which I actually found slightly boring. I think I'm getting to where I'd rather read stories than read about them.
- I have a new toothbrush that is extremely painful. I like hard brushes, but these bristles are so hard and so wide that it's impossible to brush without lacerating your gums. Anyway, just stay away from TopCare.
- There was a book sale at the library this morning, and I found several titles I've been watching for, among them Sheldon Vanauken's A Severe Mercy and Jon Meacham's American Gospel. I also picked up a copy of Donald Miller's Blue Like Jazz.
- Lately I've been enjoying several excellent podcasts: Steve Brown Etc., Internet Monk Radio, and The God Journey. I may have time to say more about these podcasts later - for now I'll just say that these are guys who are thinking beyond the cookie cutters and clichés and asking the tough questions. Good stuff.
- I'm becoming increasingly interested in rethinking the answers to basic questions we take for granted about who God is, why life matters, and what it means to be a Christian. Expect some ruminations along these lines sometime in the future.
As always, thanks for reading, and God bless you.
Take my broken offering and make it whole / set my feet upon the road that leads me home / let me walk as one fixed upon the goal / even though I got a thousand miles to go-Caedmon's Call
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