... while a wind from God swept over the face of the waters. John 1 parallels the creation narrative. In which the Word, through whom all things came into being, shines in the darkness. With winds sweeping; and then all this time later: Word, and things into being, and light. A dynamic God, at work, … Continue reading The time to honor
A final post about my time in Holland, and an update on my plans. Some photos below. In short, I have plans to be in the United States in July. The Easter week, and weekend, was a time of decision making. And of contact with people. And a good time, in fact! And I was deciding, … Continue reading Holland III (final)
It feels cold in Newark, and gray. Well, the weather is cold, and having come from a Melbourne summer. And gray – perhaps the sky and the concrete. Or, the monotony of “go.” I have been non-stop “go.” A combination of work “to do”, and I suppose, not wanting to deal with the fact that … Continue reading A moments check
"I am a tutor, a drummer, and I work." And then, I laugh. Perhaps because I have had such a confusing, and odd number of years. ... I get the question, "What do you do?" often. With some reflection now, the implementation is easy, because it is. I can tutor - and there is not much preparatory … Continue reading One step at a time
Also on my bookshelf (re: I organised my books last week), is Improvisation and the Theatre. The American spelling being, theater. I have a history with theatre, and I may also write a small play in the next months, but which is another topic. The Netherlands In short, I am going to the Netherlands in response to a call, … Continue reading On my plans
What is reasoned endeavor, or endeavor with reason? As though, there is a purpose, to reason. An inspiration met with reason and dedication. Who is Stanley Hauerwas? In Stanley's autobiography, I respected his theological endeavor. Soon into his academic career, he approached theology with a strong and clear motivation - as of a bricklayer, building … Continue reading Endeavor and friendship. On Stanley Hauerwas’ memoir.