The Seminary Round-Up: Week Seven

November 13th, 2008 – 5:41 pm
Tagged as: General

Alas dear friends, I am late again in posting this weekly update. I haven’t really been extra busy or anything, but I have been draggin my feet on doing these things. I spent much of week seven reading long theological tomes in preparation for a paper due in Systematic Theology. I wrote the paper on Natural Theology, which for those of you without the background describes those things we can know and understand about God naturally apart from specific revelation. I basically argued that this was a misnomer, because, among other reasons, the natural man does not care for the things of God and is unable to do so. I used Romans 8-9 as the foundation for that argument. I finished the paper about an hour before class and my neighbor Zach was kind enough to proof read it for me. I departed that Tuesday evening for class with a 10-page paper in hand and the knowledge that my only major project for the quarter was done. I went off to class wishing I could stay home and watch the election. I tried to pay attention but I couldn’t. The results were pouring in, so my eyes were glued to my computer and I didn’t learn a thing. The class is four hours long, so we have a break at the half at which point I decided to leave. My friend Ben was in the Library basement working on a paper so I swung by and said hello before heading home to watch the end of the election. I watched His Holiness Barack Obama give his acceptance speech, and I was not even slightly moved. I was actually creeped out by all the people weeping in joy, as if any politician is ever as world changing as they claim much less another leftist progressive. It is hard to be mad about it, not that I’d want to be. After all, Obama got himself elected in a similar manner Bush did: create a cult of personality and appeal to a set of values. Now, Obama’s values are quite different but the appeal was the same. The most troubling thing for me is that we will have a president who the public actually knows very little about. He seems the sort of man who has planned this for a long time, and I think the sanitized information on his background will prove to be somewhat flexible when it comes to factuality. Nonetheless, IT’S NOT THE END OF THE WORLD PEOPLE! Presidents come and go, but God’s plan does not. We must acknowledge that Obama is as much part of God’s plan for the U.S. as Abraham Lincoln was. Furthermore, we need to learn to celebrate the progress of a black leader without being bogged down by the fact that his policies are terrible. Love or hate Barry, it shows that race is no longer the divider it used to be and for that we can be thankful.

Wednesday was a little bit hectic. I went to class at 8 am and with the lunch hour we get out at 1pm. I went home and ran some errands. I washed some clothes and got ready because I had a date with Michelle that night. It was our second date. I’m not going to bother and be ambiguous because apparently everyone figured out we liked each other by Week two of these round ups. Haha I cannot hide anything from you people, you know me too well. (Well, maybe from you men, but the women saw right through me) Anyway, I met Michelle at Cheesecake Factory for dinner. For the second time in a row I have no appetite with her and I finally figure out it is because I am nervous. I can tell she is nervous too, because her voice wavered a couple times. After a nice dinner, we went to this nice theater about 5 minutes away and watched The Secret Life of Bees. I obviously would not normally choose to see such a movie, but she made me pick on my own and I sensed a secret woman test. So, I picked a movie I thought she would like. It was pretty sad, but I had a hard time connecting with the movie. I don’t know if it was because the movie wasn’t my style or if it was the pretty girl seated next to me. After that I drove her back to her car which was parked at Cheesecake Factory. I was determined to be a gentleman so I simply gave her a hug and said goodbye. She was all smiles and radiance so I thought it went well.

That is until the next day. At around 11pm on Thursday she informed me via chat that she didn’t want to date anymore. I was really bummed because on paper she is the perfect girl. She is smart, attractive, and most importantly we are like-minded in faith. She told me that she has a good time with me, but she didnt feel any romantic chemistry. I get the feeling this is because we were both nervous and having trouble opening up. Nonetheless, it is not congruent whatsoever with any of the things she said or any of the body language for that evening. I guess if you don’t sweep a girl off her feet in two dates she gives up on you. I have a lot to learn about women I think. I think part of the problem was that she expected me to be the persuer so I always pressed for time with her. I think she started to feel encroached upon, like I was demanding too much of her time. Whatever the reasons, it is still kind of sad, because we both had high hopes. I think her dismissal was very very premature, but she is entitled to do what she feels she must. When I first got to know her, I had no romantic ambitions for her whatsoever. I just wanted to be her friend, and I hope that she lets me be her friend. I think that in time if we got to know each other and be comfortable around each other that the playfulness would return. I think we sort of put the cart before the horse, and tried to form a romantic relationship before we really knew each other. Anyway, I’m fine. I know that God has a plan and a will for my life, and that I am a good man. I still have little flashes of sadness over it a week later, but I am not devastated or anything. I still have high hopes for Michelle and I whether that be as friends or something Romantic. I’ll admit to being confused about it, but I do know a few things: I’m a good man, Michelle is a good woman, what is meant to be will be and what isn’t won’t be.

The rest of my week was largely uneventful due to the fact that I contracted a stomach virus on the same night Michelle decided not to date anymore. That was a night that was so unpleasant it is comical. I cannot help but laugh at the 1-2 punch of rejection and violent diarrhea. Lest anyone think that I was just upset over it all and that somehow the rejection caused it, it continued in some degree for 5 days! Stupid Papa Johns! No slight implied to Michelle, I’m sure she is valuable enough a person that she could cause 5 days of horrible diarrhea in a breakup, but I’m relatively sure it is the pizza. Haha! Sunday morning I joined the church I have been attending. I sort of felt a call to be humble and obedient and join the church even if a Seminary punk like me complains about the preaching. So there you have it. That week went from up to down to up again, and week 8 hasn’t been to bad. You’ll have to wait until Sat. or Sun. to hear about it though. (I’m sure you can’t wait!)

The Seminary Round-Up: Week Six

November 2nd, 2008 – 11:22 pm
Tagged as: Life

Okay okay, so it is Sunday and not Saturday, but at least I’m not three weeks late again. Last Sunday was pretty good. I went to Kyle’s church again, and I’m trying to think through how I feel about that church. They are rock solid there in terms of doctrine, and I really like the worship there. They incorporate classical instruments sometimes which is really cool. The people are super nice and it is a friendly family like congregation. The only downside is the preaching. I just really dislike his style, and I find myself having a hard time caring about the sermon. I’m torn as to what to do. When I joined Windsor, it wasn’t because it was like what I thought a church service should be. In fact, it was quite the opposite. I’m wondering if it is really a matter of pride, and perhaps I should swallow mine and join up. That evening I went to Epic Life again. That’s the college service at the mega church that isn really cool. The leader is named Steven and he is really cool. He has a Ph.D. in Physics from Caltech. For those of you back home who don’t know, Caltech is populated almost entirely by geniuses who study Science. It was cool to try to understand him talk about the magnetic spin of electrons in Week 5, and I finally got to see him preach a sermon. I think he still gets nervous and his sermons need work, but he has a solid pastoral ability. After service, I decided to go out to dinner with a bunch of the people and try to be social. I don’t like being in those situations, but I have been making myself do it anyway. It was a pretty good time, even though there was this girl who kept sort of cutting me out of the conversation. I don’t think she did it consciously, she seemed to be really intimidated by me, but even though she was sitting next to me, she would turn her back on me and then lean out across the table blocking my view of the other people. I honestly had no clue what to do to help her feel comfortable and work my way back into the conversation, so I just conversed with the people on the other side of me as best as I was able.

I’ll spare you a lot of the day to day minutiae. Friday night was Reformation Day also known as Halloween. I decided to organize some grilling in the courtyard and we grilled some burgers. I think we ended up with like 11 or 12 people who had burgers. It was a great time, but I accidentally bought way to much meat so I have 3 pounds of ground beef and a bunch of patties in my freezer now. After we chatted and stuffed our faces with burgers, the guys went back to my place to play some Call of Duty 4. We actually had to take turns since we had 6-7 people there throughout the night. After 4 hours I was pooped, but two of the guys wanted to keep playing. They managed to go another hour before their wives showed up and lovingly dragged them home. Saturday was spent trying to read and working on homework. I did some extra study on Greek from an advanced textbook I have. I have a paper due Tuesday so that is what I will be doing all day on Monday. I might post the paper if it doesn’t turn out to be crap. Grace and peace to all of you, I miss you all. I will, by the grace of God, see you all during Thanksgiving break.

The Seminary Round-Up: Week Four and Five

October 29th, 2008 – 10:33 pm
Tagged as: Life

When I began these weekly updates of life at Seminary, I warned you that I would inevitably fail to keep up with the weekly aspect. This was no prophetic declaration, a throwback to my namesake, but instead a recognition of something about myself: I am a horrible procrastinator. When Wednesday came and went without an update, I figured I’d do it that weekend. Then, it was Wednesday again, and did I really want to type out all that would be required for two WHOLE weeks worth of life minutiae. Now it has been three weeks, and before my parents resort to snail mail, I figured it was time to give the old blog an update. I am going to try to be less verbose than usual, both because I don’t think any of you enjoy reading something as detailed as I usually am and because I really don’t want this thing to become intellectually unwieldy, requiring a large time commitment to read. So, I will try to merely cover the highlights, but this post will probably end up as long-winded as the rest. Read further at your own risk.

Week Four

Week 4 was a weird week. I was in turns lonely and busy, but filled with an overall sense of optimism. I’m making friends pretty steadily, but it takes time to develop those relationships. I still don’t feel like I have many people I could just call at random to hang out. I decided to give that church another shot, just in case it was a fluke. The sermon wasn’t nutty like the last one, but it was pretty mediocre. He was supposedly working his way through the book of Acts, but he basically gave a topical sermon that he tenuously linked to the text for that day. That sort of thing annoys the crap out of me. If you want to preach on a topical subject then do so, don’t disguise the sermon as if it really belongs in the middle of your exposition of a text. Anyway, it wasn’t terrible and the people are nice so I decided to go a couple more times. That evening I went to see the Los Angeles Dodgers play the Phillies in NLCS Game Three. I went with Michelle, who is a die hard Dodger fan, and it was great fun. It helped that the Dodgers played well and won. I also had my first Dodger Dog which I ate plain. Michelle then kindly informed me that I was eating the Dodger dog incorrectly. She made a run to the concession stand and brought me back one done up the “right way” and I have to admit it was even better with mustard, ketchup, and onions though I’ll leave the relish next time. With all the celebration I got home a little later than was ideal since I hadn’t done my Greek homework yet. I woke up early the next day to get it done before my 8 am class. I hate doing that. Friday, I had a bunch of guys from the complex come over to play video games and hang out. Game Night turned out to be a huge success and I had lots of people in and out that day. Apparently, if you organize it, they will come. It was an excellent chance to get to know the guys in the complex. I think part of its success is owed to a corresponding Ladies Night all of their wives were having. Saturday Night I got to hang out with Trey. I like his friends a lot, and they seem to have a sense of humor that is a lot like my group of friends back home. Myself, Trey, and Ben went to this place called Luigi Ortega’s to grab some beers and watch a free UFC event being broadcast on Spike. When we got there we asked them to turn on the event which was supposed to start at 9pm our time. For whatever reason, Spike bumped it back 30 minutes, so when they turned it to Spike a show called Manswers was on. If you are unfamiliar, Manswers is a juvenile show that would not have made it past censors five years ago. We were mortified as the channel we requested suddenly began to talk about strip joints and which country had the highest percentage of women that participate in oral sex. We were so embarassed we walked outside during the worst of it. Finally, the show we really wanted to watch came on and we got to see three fights before they closed. We then headed over to Ben’s place to watch the rest. It was a full and enjoyable weekend.

Week Five

I went back to Kyle’s church again, mostly because it is conveniently located and I haven’t really made lots of plans to find other churches. I probably should, but this service was pretty good. I like the worship there, and the people. The sermon was decent this time, but the Pastor was gone so that probably had something to do with it. That night I went to a college group that I’m really enjoying. I skipped going out to eat afterwords to study for a Greek test the next day. The test ended up being really easy and I got a 97 on it. Greek has been pretty much a breeze so far. If I actually do the reading for that class I am bored during the lecture, so I have started doing my homework in class which is working out nicely for me. Wednesday, I had lunch with Ben which is always fun. That night I went to a new Mexican food place with Michelle called La Tolteca. It was pretty good, but my enjoyment was limited by the fact that I had way to much cheese on my In-N-Out at lunch which upset my stomach. L.A. Mexican food is flavored slightly differently than in South Texas which is interesting. The beef tends to be shredded which is not as good as the fajita meat but takes in the flavor better. It was a good night. Thursday morning I got up and went to a symposium on Global Theology. The first half was an African perspective on theology followed by a Latin perspective. There was a lunch break and I went home to grab a quick bite, and when I got back some jerk stole my seat. I looked for another but literally every seat was taken. I didn’t want to stand up in the back for 3 hours so I left, and I was pretty pissed. Saturday I went to Trey’s girlfriends place to watch a UFC event on Pay Per View. I stopped off at this amazing Liquor store, in fact liquor store doesn’t do it justice. It is really a department store for booze, and it rocks. It’s called BevMo and I picked up some Newcastle and Smythwicks then headed over to watch the fights. Despite the fact that everyone else there were a bunch of sissies and most of the beer was not consumed, it was a fun relaxed night.

If I was following the pattern I used before, I technically should have week 6 up here too, but I don’t want to bog this thing down. So another update will show up Saturday (maybe).

The Seminary Round-Up: Week Three

October 9th, 2008 – 12:53 am
Tagged as: General, Life

I’m thinking this will be a shorter entry than the previous examples of my ramblings. Not a whole whole lot happened, so I’m going to try not to rehash too much. Thursday morning I woke up and drove to Altadena Baptist Church to talk with the Pastors. One of them is a grandfatherly fellow at that stage of life that is just past middle aged but not yet geriatric. He bears a striking resemblance to my Great Uncle Bill, and he laughs like my grandfather. Next to him sat a fresh faced middle-aged woman with close cropped hair and a look of intensity. They spent some time learning about me, which means they learned about Windsor and my upbringing. The three of us chat politely for quite some time. I am told anecdotes about the Baptist convention to which they belong. It began as a Swedish Baptist denomination but later expanded to include non-Swedish churches. The Swedes are lovers and not fighters, he tells me, and uses this to segue to the questions I emailed him. They are ok with Calvinism, and their denomination has never addressed it. I find this very agreeable and much more desirable than that whole SBC mess. The conversation turns to my second question: What role does Connie play? I was unclear as to whether she was co-pastor, assistant pastor, or whatever else when I emailed, but when he told me that they were co-pastors I had to know how that came about. It turns out she went into ministry full time in a lesser capacity and over time sort of got promoted to co-pastor status. The truly shocking thing was that it happened 20 years ago! They don’t consider themselves progressives, and their doctrine is conservative, but on this issue they went against the grain. It turns out that even to this day some of the members aren’t comfortable with it, but continue to attend anyway. We continue to talk and it becomes clear to all of us that Altadena is not the place for me. I do not mean to imply that it was in any way unpleasant! It was quite the opposite, and they even offered to help me find a church more in line with my beliefs and comfort! I left there feeling like I had found a piece of the Body that was good, but even so was not for me. After some closing anecdotes about some of the more bizarre happenings in the local churches (including a story about a liberal church’s pastor becoming a Buddhist then refusing to give up the pulpit), we said our goodbyes and I folded into my Prius and drove away in search of lunch. I honestly can’t remember what I did the rest of the day except that I eventually did my Greek homework which was mind-numbingly easy and did a bunch of reading for Systematic Theology Class. Then I listened to the Dodger game. Friday morning I woke up at 7 am and followed my Greek days routine: I make coffee then have my morning constitutional and get ready for school. I grab my 32oz mug of coffee and head to class with my neighbor Zach. It’s over the Dative and Genitive and I occupy myself by drawing the cartoon you see in the youtube video below. I spend the evening wasting time and watching Saw IV which was also a waste of time. Saturday was a great day. I slept in until about 9:30 (my God what is happening to me!) and woke up feeling really rested and good. I grab some breakfast and watch some TV, then head to the greatest bookstore on the planet. It is called Archives Bookshop and is devoted exclusively to Theological Books. To see it in all its glory, visit the website for pictures: http://www.archivesbookshop.com/archivesphotos.html I spend about an hour and a half in there and leave 80 dollars poorer, which is why I need to limit how often I go there. Yeah, it is that awesome. I drive down to Whittier to hang out with Trey. I plan on doing an assignment, but I don’t. Instead I play this amazingly addictive game called Gang of Four that I described last week. I win decisively. Life is good. After a while we head to Ambrose pizza to watch the Dodger game. Trey and some of his friends watched with me as the Dodgers swept the Cubs. It was a great time over some pizza and pitchers of beer. In truth we actually left in the 6th before the game was over. We went to Trey’s girlfriend’s place to watch some MMA fights on CBS. It was a good time especially since I got to see that bum Kimbo knocked out by a poof 30 lbs. lighter than him. Trey’s best friend Kyle invites me to his church the next morning. I drive home tired but content and looking forward to visiting the church. I woke up the next morning at about 6 am because of the amount of liquid I drank the day before. I groggily decide it is way too early to be awake for an 11am service, so I plop back in bed and go to sleep. I wake up 3 and a half hours later and after getting ready for church head out the door for the 10 minute drive…except that when I put the address into my GPS the place is actually less than 5 minutes away. Yes! This church looks great already! I enjoyed the worship service despite the absence of hymns. The Sermon, however, was exceedingly weird. The Pastor argued that Paul incorrectly preached the Gospel at Mars Hill, and this is why the Philosophers didn’t convert. He further argued that this was the catalyst for Paul’s instruction in 1 Corinthians to preach the cross instead of with words of wisdom. Uh…..Yeah….Uh…..I don’t even know what to do with that. I’m going to give him another shot in case it was an off day…and because you can’t beat a 5 minute drive! That evening my neighbor invited me over for soup. You can’t pass up free soup and the chance to make friends inside the complex, so I skipped Epic Life and went. I’m really glad I did. I became much more acquainted with two guys in the complex that I had really only spoken to in passing. The only awkward part is that EVERYONE else was with their spouse. I was the lone bachelor and I was also the guy that increased the group total to 7 which made it hard to find a board game to play. We settled on playing DVD trivial pursuit men versus women. The Men won of course, but considering two of us had beards it was practically cheating. One of the Women, whose name I forgot and am kicking myself for forgetting, made a delicious apple pie. Over pie, the three remaining men (one left to do homework) discovered we are all nerds and like the same sort of movies and video games. So consequently we are supposed to all hang out together to play Xbox, which will be cool. I’m glad that my neighbors are slowly becoming my friends. Tuesday night I went to week two of Systematics class and I am really enjoying it! The professor is such a happy little guy, and I wish I could just download all the information he knows into my brain. Today, I had lunch again with a friend of Trey’s. I have a feeling we’ll probably end up hanging out pretty regularly. So, my friends, all is well! I miss and love you all. If any of you want my mailing address, just send me an email!

What I did in Greek class today

October 3rd, 2008 – 7:26 pm
Tagged as: General

I have been a huge fan of legal pads since my debate days.

The Seminary Round Up: Week Two

October 2nd, 2008 – 12:51 am
Tagged as: General, Life

This week has not been nearly as eventful as my arrival was. Thursday was spent in the task of acquiring bookshelves. I made the 20 minute drive to the Burbank Ikea. Once I arrived I discovered that the only place to load what you buy is a temporary 15-minute parking area. The problem was, I was alone and could not leave my bookshelves to move my car out of the parking garage across the street into the loading area. So, after grumbling I drove another 40 minutes to the Ikea in West Covina. For those not familiar with the Geography of the area I have made this handy map:

Yeah, I was not very happy about that, but it was my fault for deciding to try a new Ikea. Once I finally arrived, I walked through the show room to write down the locations of the items I wanted. I also looked up desk measurements while there and discovered that I can squeeze a desk in and I have a feeling I’ll need it. Then I went to the proper areas and loaded the 4 book shelves onto a cart thing they have there. Altogether it weighed around 500 hundred pounds. I purchased the bookshelves thanks to a generous donation from my mother and then began the task of loading all 500 pounds of bookshelf into my Toyota Prius. You’d be amazed how much you can fit in one of those things, but even so it was a tight fit. I drove home with my arm resting on one of the boxes. When I got home the space next to me was mercifully empty, and I got ready to unload. The spot is owned by this boisterous young woman who owns both a Ford Explorer and a motorcycle. She fits them both in her spot by pulling her Explorer so far forward that I can’t get past her hood to my car, forcing me to walk around. Luckily she was gone and I began the arduous process of unloading. It wasn’t super difficult but I was exhausted by the time I got everything inside. The bookcases weren’t all that heavy, but 3 of them were seven feet long and quite unwieldy. After I got everything inside and took a little break, I decided to get started. I was just about finished when I realized I had put it together incorrectly and had to start over. I finally got it together and this is the final product:

Pretty good storage capacity for the amount of space it takes up. I put the other three together that evening and the next day. I found my drill so that saved lots of time. The storage capacity for these shelves is immense. They are wider than normal and almost seven feet tall. Here is a picture of the three side by side along the back wall of my living room:

I spent a lot of time on Friday unpacking my books from the many boxes and tubs they were in. I have begin the long process of organizing them, but getting everything else unpacked is kind of a higher priority. The only other thing of note that occured that weekend that I can remember is that I managed to get some Dodger playoff tickets. Of course, they have to beat the Cubs before the ticket is any good, but I’m pretty sure they will. Oh, I did watch the debate, but it just made me want to punch kittens so I had to take a break in the middle of it. Saturday I called Trey Allen to see if he wanted to watch a fight. He called around to some friends and set something up, only I had the day wrong and the fight isn’t til this weekend. My mistake, but I ended having a great time with Trey, as usual. We went to this great pizza shop called Ambrose. I ordered a pint with my pizza for which I received a blank stare. If the worker had been a naturalized citizen I might have understood, but she was pure home-grown American retarded. She rang up a small which is 12oz, and I clearly was not dealing with someone who could easily modify the order so I let it stand. We ate our pizza and drank our beer then headed back to Trey’s place. After arriving and hanging out for a little bit, we played this amazing card game called Gang of Four. It’s like a cross between Uno, Hearts, and Poker. Yeah. Amazing. Trey’s house reminds me of the Bluff house which is a nice sort of feeling. Various people seem to float in and out, including a girl who arrived, ate some dinner, then went into another room to talk on her cellphone for a while, then left. Hahaha. I bid Trey goodbye relatively early that night so I’d be ready for church in the morning. I attended a small Baptist church in a nearby city called Altadena Baptist Church. I felt really comfortable there, but that might have been because it was so much like Windsor it was spooky. 60’s style building? Check. Mixed hymns and praise music? Check. Time to share prayer requests in the middle of the service? Check. Prolonged greeting period in the middle of service? Check. Pastor that prefers a narrative structure? Check. At least for that morning that is true, as it turns out there are two pastors there. One of them is a woman, and no they aren’t married either. It is a little bizarre, and I have been invited to chat with the Pastor I heard preach about the structure of the church tomorrow. It was a disappointing development because the church in so many ways mirrors Windsor, and the superficial similarities served to underscore the differences. Theologically, I am not convinced very solidly either way on the egalitarian/complementarian debate but I do lean complementarian. Moreover, my entire normative pastoral experience is rooted in the paternal, and I can see no reason to reject what makes me comfortable when I am not particularly convinced there is any fallacy in it. Some may read that and be offended, if that’s you, get over it. I don’t snidely going around telling Feminists they shouldn’t be ministers, but I can recall even at the School of Christian Studies a guest speaker being condescending and snide about the complementarian view. I don’t think it is one of the big issues anyway, and it wouldn’t hinder me in any way acknowledging that a person with the opposing viewpoint is my brother or sister in Christ. I am personally just not comfortable with having a woman pastor, and I doubt this meeting will change that. Monday morning, I groggily woke up and brewed 32 life-giving ounces of coffee. I made my way to my 8am Greek class with my neighbor who is in the same class. In walks the professor, and I am slightly taken aback. He is a short balding man. He wears the strangest glasses I have ever seen, and his heavy lids mostly conceal darting eyes. His tongue darts in and out of his mouth in barely perceptible movements. He places his laptop on the table, and when he starts to hook up the cables he thrusts his face close to the connectors. Then it clicks. He is nearly blind. The strange movements which seemed simply ungainly were in fact the results of a struggle to discern shapes. He explains that he has two seperate eye conditions that cause him to have poor vision. I quickly learn that He is probably a genius and that like so many who live with afflictions he has a great sense of humor. The idiosyncracies and slight social awkwardness has already become endearing in it’s own way. Most important of all, he is passionate about Greek, and how often do you find someone like that? He is only an adjunct, but hopefully he will become more as he wishes. I have forgotten plenty of what I learned about Greek, but I have not forgotten the alphabet so the class was a little boring. I went to that class again this morning and have discovered that there are five of us from the same housing unit in the same class. I have been recruited to tutor as necessary, which is cool because I rather enjoy helping people understand concepts. Tuesday night I went to my Systematics class. I can tell I’m really going to enjoy this class. It’s taught by a Finnish Pentecostal who began his studies under Lutherans, and did doctoral work under Benedictines. He is an enthusiastic man who clearly enjoys his subject. We talked about Revelation and Natural Theology, and I’ve decided that I’ll probably write my paper for the class on the subject and defend Barth’s stance on Natural Theology. Hopefully I can make it some of my best work, as I’ll probably have him as a professor for my other two Systematics classes. That is everything that I can remember at the moment, but I am undoubtedly leaving stuff out. Anyway, it’s off to bed with me!

Super Super Church Sign Battle 3000

September 27th, 2008 – 3:54 pm
Tagged as: General, Humor, Theology

I saw this over at Targuman and had to repost it.

The Seminary Round-up: Week One

September 24th, 2008 – 3:22 pm
Tagged as: Life

I’m not much for talking on the phone, and three or four long conversations in a row can eat up 3-4 hours, so I have decided the most efficient way to keep everyone up to date on what is going on with me is to make regular posts to this neglected old horse I call a blog. The title ambitiously implies that I will do this weekly, but as all three of you who read this know, I’m terrible about regular updates. Nonetheless, it is my goal to describe the week to week happenings of Seminary life, provided there is something remotely interesting to report! As most of you know, I originally intended to arrive in sunny California Monday the 15th, but Ike was kind enough to ensure that I would probably face massive delays so I rescheduled my flight for Wednesday the 17th. It has been a strange sort of week, one marked by both the frenetic feelings associated with what was at times a whirlwind schedule, but also marked by mitigating feelings of boredom and social isolation. Since I had to reschedule my flight, I found it necessary to find alternative means of transportation since my original ride giver would be in pre-marital counseling that night. Upon learning of my predicament, a local from the area who I had never met in person offered to give me a ride. I’m not very keen on meeting internet people, in fact I think it is immensely dorky and generally a bad idea. Nonetheless, I was confident that I had conversed enough with the individual through electronic means as to be reasonably certain of the veracity of their identity. So, I hopped on a bus and 30 minutes later was in a red subcompact car on my way to a little whole-in-the-wall Mexican food place. It turned out to be a good decision since I got a ride, a delicious burrito, and a cool friend out of the gamble. After foolishly ordering both a taco AND a burrito, I discovered why my new friend Michelle ordered only a burrito, they were HUGE. I ate my taco then turned to my massive burrito and I am ashamed to say I could not finish it. Hopefully it did not reflect too poorly on me. From there, she took me straight to the car dealership where I had arranged the purchase of a vehicle more appropriate to the economic realities of the area. I waved goodbye to Michelle, then walked into the dealership and began signing all the paperwork. About an hour later, I drove off the lot in a shiny new 2009 black Toyota Prius. It is probably the coolest vehicle I have ever driven, but like a true Texas boy, I miss my truck. Then, I tested out its fancy navigation system and found my way to Trey’s house about 20 miles away. I didn’t see Trey til pretty late that night, but it was still excellent to see him. I crashed on the futon and the day was done. Thursday was largely uneventful, but I did manage to get two important things done: I had In-N-Out and I spoke to my counselor. She was an odd kooky lady, but in a good way. She spent time finding out what my interests were, then went into detail about the professors who shared those interests so I could take classes from people who were interested in the same things. It was a very fruitfal discussion. Friday morning I wake up on Trey’s futon, and get dressed. I drive the half hour to Pasadena, since the PODS people have given me the window of 11am-2pm, and I’m hoping it will be more to the 11am side. Upon arrival, I went to the housing office to get my keys and the clicker that lets me get into the parking area. I walked over to my housing building and look to see if there is anywhere on the street I can put my POD. I saw a spot and went to turn around to park my car in the middle of it. Just then, someone zipped by me and got the spot, and I said some words Seminarians aren’t supposed to say. So, I walk up to my building and notice that parked across the street is an empty moving truck. On my way to the door, I notice there is a man sitting on the back of the truck. This man possesses a really nice beard leading me to conclude that he is a nice guy and trustworthy. The man calls out to me and asks me if I am moving into the building, and after a little conversation, it turns out he is my next door neighbor! He agrees to let me take his spot since he is about to return the rental truck. I then enter my apartment and spend a few minutes repenting my hastily spoken curse words. I hired a moving company to make sure everything went ok with the POD unload, and every 30 minutes I received a call wanting to know if the POD was there yet. It finally arrived and so did the movers, and everything went fine. I then pick up some Dodger tickets, and sit on my couch thinking about how much crap I have to unpack. I do a little unpacking, then take a shower so as to not to subject my new friend Michelle to the smell of my sweat. She arrives a little late, and we go to Dodger stadium. It was a lousy game, but I still had a great time. I did manage to sit in the wrong section though, and so did not hang out with any of the people from my building. I arrive at home tired but content. Saturday was spent making trips to the grocery store, Target, and Ikea. The grocery store was interesting since a lot of the logos were familiar, but the names were different. For example, the grocery store is called Ralphs, but its oval logo and script looked familiar…that’s because Ralphs is the west coast equivalent of Krogers. When I went to buy my beloved Hellmun’s mayo, I discovered identical packaging but with the name Best Foods. I grudgingly purchase the mayo doppleganger, but despite the knowledge that it is identical, I remain suspicious. Only after having a chicken sandwhich, am I reasonably convinced of its trustworthiness. On Sunday morning, I slept in and went to the late service of Michelle’s megachurch (she went to an earlier service). I have to say it was easily the worst worship service I have ever attended. The servide was comprised of poorly thought out rock-pop worship songs belted out by Abercrombie models in such a way as to make corporate worship impossible. I especially was disgusted by the worship leader doing one of those annoying mini-sermons which essentially portrayed Jesus as unconcerned with your sin, and only concerned with giving you a hug. It was terrible, and I was tempted to walk out, but I stayed for the sermon. It was decent, and better than most of what you hear at a megachurch, but tinged with a little prosperity preaching. The church was doing a drive to help people affected or infected by/with HIV/AIDS, which was a ray of light. Michelle invited me to the young adults service which had the rather stupid name Epic Life. I was honestly not expecting much, but found Epic Life to be the opposite of the main service. They were intensely concerned with corporate worship, and several of the songs they chose I had never heard but could follow by the second verse. It was very refreshing and I found the attendees with two exceptions were very friendly and welcoming. I found it an occaision to practice being bold, and it seems to me that others are just as wary at the approach of a stranger as I am of approaching them. Boldness appears to be the secret. Thats probably why Geoff is so good at making friends. Ha! I’ll probably continue to attend Epic Life, but I highly doubt I will go to the main service again. I’m considering it just to see if perhaps it was an off day or something, but I doubt it. Monday was spent unpacking and watching TV thanks to the acquisition of an antennae. At around 7pm, there was a new student welcome party. I walked in, grabbed a cup of joe, saw that it was really lame and had no structure, and walked right back out. I went home and was feeling discouraged about making friends, when I got a knock on my door. It was my community coordinator Dave, and he was letting me know there was an impromptu pot luck happening right now. My Baptist insticts kicked in and I proceeded with expert precision eating other people’s food. It was a fun time and just the little God sent boost I needed. Tuesday was orientation, and I realized during orientation that the majority of the people here are also wondering how they are going to start their social lives from scratch. It was a pretty good orientation, but I skipped the boring sessions. I was especially impressed with the School of Theology panel discussion, and have resolved to take John Goldingay’s and John Thompson’s classes whenever I can! So here we are at today. I’m sitting in the library typing this out since I have yet to acquire internet at home (call me back ATT!). I’m thinking of all of you at Windsor and my family too of course. I’m working on another blog that centers more on my reflections of what happened and less on a play by play so keep an eye out for that.

Post Script: I’m not going to proof read this thing and I already know I switch from past to historical present several times. I’m not going to fix it. :D

A Prayer/Poem of Repentence

September 4th, 2008 – 4:43 pm
Tagged as: General

Forgive my ugly feet oh Lord
and the blood upon my tongue
forgive my belt of lies oh Lord
and the bow I’ve left unstrung

Forgive the hedge I’ve trampled
and the white flag I have flown
forgive the dimness of my lamp
and the beating of the stone

Quicken the coal that burns my lips
Quicken the fire that chars my bones
Quicken the oil that wets my hair
Quicken the wound that takes my life

May your wind blow my soul.

*thanks to Doug Jackson for helping to correct my carelessness with the meter

10 Reasons Obama is Better than Jesus

August 28th, 2008 – 6:03 pm
Tagged as: General

10 Reasons Obama is Better than Jesus

1. Obama will fix the world in 4-8 years, Jesus has been at for 2000 years and counting
2. Obama soothes us with eloquent platitudes, Jesus spoke in confusing parables
3. Obama has the moral courage to be both against the death penalty and for abortion, Jesus only had courage enough to face the Romans
4. Obama wants to appease the world, Jesus was way too melodramatic and just died for it
5. Obama intercedes between me and my wallet, Jesus is all nosy and intercedes between me and God
6. Obama cares for the poor by stealing from the Rich, Jesus tells them they are better off poor
7. Obama renders unto the government everything, Jesus was way stingier and only rendered unto Ceaser what was his which is kind of lame, because how was Ceasar supposed to build the new personal aqueduct without taking all of your money?
8. Obama knows how to party and used to get high, Jesus is just a lame old High Priest
9. Obama will sell all you have and give it to the poor, Jesus can’t handle controversy and just asks you to do it politely
10. Obama prefers to sort out his dealings with manufactured rhetoric, whereas Jesus was rude enough to drive tax collectors out of the temple with a whip, clearly Jesus should have initiated 4-party talks before taking unilateral action