tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63570282011-04-22T03:29:36.850Z“Remember that the dullest and most uninteresting person you can talk to may one day be a creature which, if you saw it now, you would be strongly tempted to worship, or else a horror and a corruption such as you now meet, if at all, only in a nightmare. There are no ordinary people. You have never met a mere mortal. It is with immortals whom we joke with, work with, marry, snub, and exploit - immortal horrors or everlasting splendours."Chris Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09146945889675390464noreply@blogger.comBlogger2061100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6357028.post-61134033072916421652008-03-14T12:52:00.000Z2008-03-14T12:54:04.869Z

I'm back

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...I'm getting married in six weeks time. I am a very very blessed man and I am very very happy. I can't trust myself with the internet at home so I don't have it there anymore. I still suck at following Christ but He loves me and keeps me in the True Faith anyway. I don't know if or when I'll ever blog again, but I still lurk and read when I can.

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As you may have noticed, I'm taking some time out.For a long time, to be honest, I've been tired of fighting the good fight. I lay down my arms. My knowledge of my failure drove me to apathy. And I reaped the consequences and have caused hurt to others in the process.I suck at following Christ.I suck at even trying.The goal of life is not "not-sinning", but to be conformed into the image of

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This has been something that's been left unanswered in my mind for a few months.The problem:Christ can relate to us, and can redeem us from our mess, because he became in all things like us except sin (Hebrews 4:15). He took on the form of a servant (Phillipians 2:7), taking upon Himself the curse placed upon humanity (Galatians 3:12).But there comes times all too often when we are faced with

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Best parody-of-an-ad ad ever

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Go read this. Of course it's not from my own tradition, but it's still one of my favourite (and least favourite) essays on the site. I've been through the same realizations and I'm called to the same realizations pretty often these days.There's a post by myself on it's way as soon as I get around to it. Soon, in the eschatological sense, perhaps.

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I GOT THE JOB!!!!!(Big 4 auditor. Reading, England).

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I had been intending on writing this since the car trip on the way home from the final (Q&A) session of the Better Course. I may not get all the details correct here but the essence of the question is the same. It came as a result of the topic of forgiving as we have been forgiven and the consequences of unforgiveness:Christianity, if true, then presents the following situation as true: A man

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"For I know that my Redeemer lives, and that at the last he will stand upon the earth;and after my skin has been thus destroyed, then in my flesh I shall see God,whom I shall see on my side, and my eyes shall behold, and not another. My heart faints within me!"-Job 19I know that my Redeemer lives!What comfort this sweet sentence gives!He lives, he lives, who once was dead;He lives, my

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John H has some especially good Good Friday thoughts. The Maunday Thursday service last night at St David was precisely what it should have been. I love this hymn:Go to dark Gethsemane,All who fell the tempter’s powerYour Redeemer’s conflict see.Watch with him one bitter hour;Turn not from his griefs away;Learn from Jesus Christ to pray.Follow to the judgment hall,View the Lord of life

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from the Better Course (an intro to Christianity course taught at my church by myself and my pastor):Theology is a map. If one only thoughtlessly repeats parrot fasion doctrines, then one misses their point. Creedal statements are not meant to contain God, but to say some of the things that He has revealed about Himself. Some people may have very exciting moments where they feel that they are

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I have a few things on my mind and some job applications I need to do NOW. So, here's a shot at doing something a little different and getting everything off my chest: Writing everything I'm thinking at the moment, as I think of it. I'll correct spelling when I go back over it. (Most of the preceding paragraph was typed when I felt like my head went empty).Ready. Set. Go....I have too many

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It was Emma's 25th birthday, and our 6 months together, on Sunday.After several insinuations by one of my work colleagues, in general day-to-day conversations, I came out and said to him that Emma and I are not having sex before marriage. He looked at me like I was from another planet. Then said, "so you've only had it once, then not since then?" I then told him again that Emma and I are not

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Of all the times of change in my life, I changed the most the summer when it was my job to teach the gospel every day. St. Augustine wrote somewhere about a vision of some sort where God asked him what he wanted to know."Myself. And Yourself."I've learned that sainthood is both the most alien, and the most natural, state for a human to be in. It's natural because in Christ the relationship

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I hate when people tell me things like, "you're like me... no matter what I go through in life, I know that my faith will get me through."Well, good for you.My faith won't. (It's much too fickle-hearted for that).My Christ will.

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So the DaVinci Code movie is on its way out sometime soon. I'm really wondering what I'm supposed to do with it. I don't know whether to go see it or not. It could be so stupid it's funny, or so stupid that it's annoying. In my second year of university, my New Testament lecturer (a nice bloke but raging liberal who is likely to give just about any weird hypothesis more than enough of a

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From a supermarket job to a data entry/admin job.I'm moving up in the world.Sometime I'll finally work out what I want to do with my life.Sometime, possibly sooner, I'll get around to writing a real blog post.Don't stay tuned; feel free to channel hop. Just come back every so often to see if there's anything good on.

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Have you ever thought about how or why pretty much all the world's religions seem to hold an idea, or ideal, of pure goodness? And how and why that ideal of goodness is above and beyond anything anyone has ever seen? They all have their rules/instructions/guidelines about how to do what is right and good, but then at various points and in various places, they also speak about what it is to be

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In July I graduated with a 1st Class Honours B.A. in Religious and Theological Studies, achieving the highest average grade in the class and being awarded the Theodore Robinson Award for excellence in languages.Since then I've been stuck working for a supermarket doing the most brain-dead and menial tasks possible. And now my store can't give me any more than part-time hours.Oh, I've applied for

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Read John H's post on the Naming of Jesus.Stop reading this and click the link.

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'Can't you lead a good life without believing in Christianity?'This is the question on which I have been asked to write, and straight away, before I begin trying to answer it, I have a comment to make. The question sounds as if it were asked by a person who said to himself, 'I don't care whether Christianity is in fact true or not... I'm going to choose beliefs not because I think them true but

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God has become a Man.Now nothing can ever be the same again.Merry Christmas.

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What I am, and am becoming.

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so I missed the opportunity to post the link to the unusually accurate and honest NY Times article on the late Johnny Cash. That article is now in the evil evil pay-for-access "archives" of their website. But here's an except which Bunnie Diehl originally excerpted on her blog:Yet there is a power and honesty to his music that few recording artists can match. In his most affecting songs, the

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Dylan went in for a routine test and found out that his mitral valve in his heart is leaking again. We're not sure what went wrong. He hasn't yet felt any pain or extreme lethargy as he did before though. He's been referred back to the surgeon for further investigation. I'll keep you posted.On a more positive note, my job hunting efforts seem to have paid off... hopefully... maybe. I have a

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(Warning: Lots of links taken from all over the place. Right-click and 'Open in New Window' could be useful here)I've been thinking. This world is really bad at mocking Christianity. I'm not saying that it's impossible and never happens, but it's pretty difficult and that perhaps fewer instances where Christians think "hey, he/she/they are making fun of Christianity!" are actually mocking

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I type out a post. It eats it. Yay.

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I have a great relationship with Jesus. It’s really one-sided. Jesus does all the work. We have a nice arrangement.Amen.

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...some good thoughts on the pre-emptive opinions on the upcoming The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe movie.

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I need a good hour or so to restructure my links and write out one of the blog posts I've been planning. Since I don't have that right now, I'll just leave you with this:On Saturday a girl in work randomnly asked me if I believed in life after death. While not having much time to talk, I answered briefly and gave her room to ask whatever was on her mind. One point in the conversation really

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So I have at least three good blogpost ideas in my head, but I just haven't had the time to write them lately. I've been too busy running the Cardiff half-marathon (1:52:48 was my time. Yay.), recovering from injuries incurred by attempting to sprint the last mile, and looking into and applying for real, actual career jobs, as well as finding something less stressful than what I do now. But

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A few weeks ago, I was told that I "don't believe in the Holy Spirit", which is tantamount to telling me I'm not really a Christian, by a Pentecostal girl I went out with on one date, because I rejected the over-the-top miracle-a-minute claims of Pentecostalism. (Though as many of you know, I did used to be into that once upon a time, til I grew up in my faith and found an undistorted, biblical

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If you have a close single female friend with whom there is a measure of mutual attraction, date her. Date her now. Very worth it.I'll blog something useful as soon as I get 30 minutes of free time. As well as working close to 60 hours a week, spending time with a wonderful girl, I'm currently training for a half-marathon on October 9th, so... as you can imagine, I'm not exactly discount

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Anyone who knows anything about the Lord of the Rings knows it was embedded with Christian allegory, the characters in different ways and in different times resonating or echoing the life of key players in the Christian message. Since there seems to be more people in this country who understand the Lord of the Rings than understand Christianity, I was looking around and found this page (which is

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with it's beautifully and softly strummed guitar and gentle, seemingly ambiguous lyrics sung barely above a whisper. In fact, it was used as part of the soundtrack for the OC. I recently downloaded it from iTunes and burnt it onto CD. I'm not a big big fan of "alternative" music, but in small doses here and there it's good, and this one does more than just sound good.i'd swim across lake

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...at my capoeira instructor's house in Bristol. Honestly, I've never seen so many ridiculously beautiful girls in one place before in my life. As soon as myself and my friend got out of the car, we were practically gobsmacked. It didn't help so much that my instructor introduced me to most of them by my capoeira name, Todo Duro (literally translated "all hard")... that just sounds more gay

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...IS NOT STRICTLY TRUE.(Warning: Ranting in progress)By that I mean all the stuff about doing well at school and being able to get a good job much more easily than those who didn't work hard. Right now I'm working 50+ hours a week doing jobs that require no thinking at all. And my manager appears to have... forgotten to put me on a training programme he said he had put my name down for. My

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Everyone feels benevolent if nothing happens to be annoying him at the moment.Thus a man easily comes to console himself for all his other vices by a conviction that "his heart's in the right place" and "he wouldn't hurt a fly", though in fact he has never made the slightest sacrifice for a fellow creature. We think we are kind when we are only happy: it is not so easy, on the same grounds, to

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I've been reading them lately. Although still blatantly written for children, it can bring tears to your eyes when you know what it's really about.

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...just really, really dumb.

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So that mindset mentioned in my previous post lasted about... 20 hours, before failing and being replaced by another. And I think I'm much happier with this one. My strategy includes stuff like never EVER again playing "You're beautiful" by James Blunt on my guitar or singing it... very good song... just... bad, bad move. And planning to get out of the brain-dead, peanuts-earning job I'm doing

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My heart, you're where?May you be anywhereBut there.Polypresent, ever-faithful,Clinging to what you hoped for.And you have said too much.You hate the pounding you makeWhen you catch a glanceWhen I'm too tiredTo pull woolOver eyes.Be buried, drown, die.Perhaps you will riseAgainTo something greatOr something changed.You have no home here,Nor has defiance.Drown, dear friend.Your murderer's

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As much as I'd like to defiantly adhere to the cause of being myself whatever the cost, sometimes you just have to be a bit fake around someone, for their own comfort.Inadequate, not good, but necessary, for now.I trust God to make known whatever truth He wants known.As for me... one day at a time.

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No explanation is needed.

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"If you look for truth, you may find comfort in the end;if you look for comfort you will not get either comfort or truth, but only soft soap and wishful thinking to begin, and in the end, despair."C.S. Lewis I've been at both extremes. I've followed my feelings and ended up a million miles away from the truth and in a very bad place. I refer mainly to my days in the occult. Then I became an

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I just finished logging what I did today in a work-journal that might come in useful in getting me into a management position faster. We'll see. Anyways, I found out something rather nice today. Not only do I get my travelling expenses paid, since I'm taking a support-role in a new store opening about 20 miles away, at 40p a mile, but I also get paid my usual hourly rate while I'm driving! :)

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Saw "Crash" last night. Excellent, excellent movie. Along with exploring sociological phenomena such as racism, crime, politics, etc. wonderfully, though subtly, extroverted the inner character of its subjects in order to bring out the lesser seen (in film) aspects of the human experience. I suppose one of the messages I took away from it is that you only ever know a page or two at most, of

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...whatever it says really. And sometimes not even that. I remember when I first started studying hermeneutics (how a message is communicated) I learned about how words serve as signifiers of that of which they speak, i.e. not being so much containers, but signposts to reality. Words are only subjectively meaningful if the hearer/reader has the necessary frames of reference in his/her

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...then I got a phone call.Davy, one of the elders at my church, collapsed and died suddenly this afternoon. He was my friend, enthusiastic in carrying about the Lord's work, a caring husband, father and grandfather, and most of all, another bad person redeemed and rescued from sin, death, and hell, by Christ.A small segment of a much larger story:...Now when Jesus came, he found that Lazarus

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Last week in work, since people were going on about what they'd have done if they had won £77 million on the European like one woman in Ireland did, I joked, "If I won £77 million, I'd give 77 million people a quid". The customer I had just served responded, "aww, that's a nice thought. You'll be going to heaven." Then she left with a smile.I don't know if I've ever heard a single sentence be

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It's been a long day. Out of bed to running 11 miles, then home for a very small lunch, straight to work, then getting changed at home and out the door to gymnastics class then home again, eating, and now I'm about to go to bed before waking up tomorrow at 5 to be in work at 6. I was going to blog something substantial but I'll have to leave that til tomorrow evening. So instead, I'll leave

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I write this on my 22nd birthday. I don't know why but in the past months I feel like I've been re-learning so many of the lessons I learned as a teenager except ten times louder. I know time changes people but it feels like I'm getting the intensive accelerated-learning program right now. It just leaves me confessing how little I really know. I no longer pay much regard to the comment made

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Don't be suprised if I don't blog much for a while. I may, or may not, suspend this thing indefinitely. Maybe I'll just take a few days off thinking about it. Maybe I'll go back to a more objective, impersonal style of blogging. I don't know. I have some emptiness that's probably gonna take a while to unload. I won't give the details here but here's a copy and pasting from an MSN

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If you're not a genius, you'll probably need explanation of what this song's talking about, just like I did, at least in a few places. For such an explanation, click here. After 24 hours of regret and awkward feeling, having violated my own principles and engaging in a hell of a lot of emotional button-pressing when I was determined not to do anything of the sort, it's taken on more life to me

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This day, I beheld Josh's comments on this post.It just so happens that after a chat last night, myself and the aforementioned girl decided to start spending more time together and to just see how it goes. She's a sweet, appreciative, kind-hearted girl, who I enjoy spending time with, and it would be idiotic to let an opportunity like this pass without giving it a chance.Whether that works out

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I threw most of this together at 1:15 on Sunday morning, composing from thoughts which have been brewing in my mind for a while.I once made the statement, "I think I just need to wait til I find a girl who's on the same page (in terms of outlook, attitude, desires, etc.) as me". But... I don't know if that's realistic. To use an analogy... I've gone through many pages in many books to get to

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This is what I post when I seem to lose the ability to write substantial blog posts.My old car has gone. My new has come. Goodbye former write-off Hyundai Accent, hello nice little obedient, quiet, Fiat Punto. This is a good thing.And the feeling you get from having a close female friend fall asleep under your arm and leaning on your shoulder because she trusts you to keep her safe and protect

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Apologies for not posting this sooner, and thanks to Rick for prompting me. Thank you so much, everyone who's been praying for him. Just to let you all know, he's recovering very quickly. He's able to get out of the house so long as he isn't on his feet all the time. He just needs to be careful with his sternum, which will take 3 months to heal.Ok, it's 7:50 and I g2g2work. More blogging

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Since I've started this blog, I've noticed that I write in such a way that if you attempt to speed-read or skip bits, you probably won't understand what I'm saying. I'm not the most coherent writer after all. Hence it's a good idea to put off reading until you have enough time, then take your time as you read, thus saving plenty of misunderstandings.If however, you have read it and don't

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“Let's talk about sex, baby...”Or“Why I can talk about romance and theology in the same breath”Or possibly“What happens when the two things on Chris' mind all too much were just involved in a car crash and became horribly coalesced... crash, die, bang... yes... and that's why we wear seatbelts”(Warning: Contains some sexually explicit language (of a Biblical nature). If you are likely to find

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...and it won't be complete til later today. So in the meantime, here's some truth from CS Lewis' "Mere Christianity":No man knows how bad he is till he has tried very hard to be good. A silly idea is current that good people do not know what temptation means. This is an obvious lie. Only those who try to resist temptation know how strong it is. After all, you find out the strength of the German

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...to make life seem brighter" or so they claim.I don't know about "brighter". Some things are damn hard to believe. Sometimes I wish I didn't have any backbone or honesty, so I could become a liberal and cut out the bits I don't like. For example, this past Sunday's Gospel reading, from Matthew 13 was especially hard to stomach:He put before them another parable: ‘The kingdom of heaven may be

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And wouldn't you know,Just when I thought I had thisfigured out,I'm back at my first day of school.Trying not to think too hard,I raise my hand and scratch my head.No ideasOf what to do.-Webb

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You know, I still continue to shed more false assumptions picked up from my pietist days and the world. The final presentation as part of the Better Course goes to show that. It's largely a conflation of "Sanctification: Whole or in Part?" by Thomas L. Olson found in "All Theology is Christology: Essays in Honor of David P. Scaer" from CTS Press, and parts of Luther's Small Catechism. It puts

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...this time, from Bob Dylan. I'm going to not engage in speculation of where his heart is right now, but this song about the Second Coming is timeless, "When He Returns":The iron hand,it ain't no matchfor the iron rod.The strongest wallwill crumble and fallto a mighty God.For all those who have eyesand all those who have earsIt is only Hewho can reduce me to tears.Don't you cryand don't you

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An exceprt of an interview with U2's Bono: "Add Eternity to That". Hat-tip to the Bunnie. (I'm sure there's some pun-potential in that last sentence, but can't be bothered to think it through right now).

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...let's talk about love."LOVE? I hear you cry, "VERILY, HE MUST BE KIDDING US!!"But, "Nay," I tell you, "I kid ye not."I originally planned to post this last week, but didn't get around to it. I think I'd better explain what I don't know first -and this is the greater part- before explaining what I do know. The way I think and feel about things has gone through so many major changes over the

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... so I could translate this (from the London News Review. HT to JH):What the fuck do you think you're doing?This is London. We've dealt with your sort before. You don't try and pull this on us.Do you have any idea how many times our city has been attacked? Whatever you're trying to do, it's not going to work.All you've done is end some of our lives, and ruin some more. How is that going to

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It was such a beautiful day... :(

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Ok, in contrast to the sheer meh-ness of my previous post from a few minutes ago, below are the two lessons I taught tonight (followed by discussion) in church as part of the section of the Better Course on "The means of grace". Previous topics included: the Bible, God, Prayer, Liturgy, Law and Gospel, etc. For my material I relied heavily upon various articles in the book "We Believe: Essays

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You know, I totally love how the way I think about so many things at this point in my life can't stay the same for more than a week. Totally.

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For the past few days, I've been listening to the song, "I just don't want coffee" by (guess who?) Derek Webb. Lyrics and background here.The close friends I have right now are the closest and most wonderful friends I've ever had. And yet as I sit here, what I know below the surface is amplified a hundred times: That there is a limit to the experience, the understanding of life that they're

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It was very ironic that my parents named me Christopher, it being a nice name and all, (and I think it was partly because I most definitely didn't look like a Sri Lankan name would suit me, being a very light-skinned baby with a western-ish face after my dad), without realizing what the name meant (derived from the Greek Christophoros, meaning 'Christ-bearer/carrier'). Having no Christian

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They're halfway through Dylan's operation. You know, you can plan to make yourself useful - I planned on learning a bit of Portuguese this morning to keep my mind occupied - but it's tough to put anything in your head. Anxiousness really is like paralysis. For the first time since it was formed in our mother's womb, Dylan's heart has stopped beating while they operate. Machines are sustaining

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I can speak and write English quite eloquently. I simply choose not to do so a lot of the time. As I'd say to my close circle of friends: Meh, my readers, meh.Anyways, I got some really great news yesterday. I finally got my degree classification: First Class Honours! :) There's more and even better details with that, but I'm not officially supposed to know myself for another week or two so

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Where to start...This blog really has over the last year or so become less like an impersonal, objective discussion of theological and life issues, and more like a open diary/life report/soap opera of my life. My readership numbers have actually increased from this, but that's not why I'm being so open. A friend and I on Friday night were discussing the merits and dangers of my openness. As

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It really isn't. People feel the way I feel all the time... like they've fallen for someone in a way that they've never fallen for someone before. I care too much. I hope too much. I still held onto a thought of "well, maybe in 5 years from now things will be different". I over-analyze and get concerned too easily. The fact that I got so worried about an out-of-context text-message

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And I'm still recovering from it. 'Twas a weekend in Bristol of capoeira workshops taught by several capoeira mestres from Brazil, men vs women Afro-Brazilian dance-offs, samba dancing, and chilling out and relaxing with my closest friends. Craig, Laura, and myself also got my first capoeira belts. I could list the moments and things I appreciated from the trip, such as the deeply appreciated

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Justificatio sola gratia sola fide est, y'all.

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My church is doing our Better Course again... (Alpha > Beta > Better... yeah, someone think of a better name). It's a 5 part Intro to Christianity presentation and discussion type thing intended for those both inside and outside the church... though thus far, it's been almost entirely inside. The various parts are: 1. The Bible 2. God 3. Prayer 4. The Means of Grace 5. Church and Life. Today

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John De Soto says he can tell I'm happy in this pic.Some things are better left a mystery.Muh....Ok, I'm gonna blog something else.

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People really should read Here We Stand. It's often extremely deep, requiring theological engagement and can sometimes take a long time to read, but a well of blog classics.I came across this today, credits to Thomas. Sarcasm may be called "the lowest form of wit" but sometimes, it's just darn entertaining and extremely memorable. This is most definitely worth reading, then of course, one must

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Dylan's operation got cancelled due to an emergency and the surgeon's leaving to go on holiday for 2 weeks tomorrow, so it's rescheduled for the end of the month or beginning of July, dependent on when beds become present. He was given pre-operation drugs, shaved, etc. then they cancelled it just as he was about to go into the operating theatre.Ok, I'm going out with friends now. Bye.

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So I'm not as rational and logical as I thought I was a few months ago.And I had to re-examine my past experiences and redefine "falling in love"... it's not what I thought it was. I thought I had been in the past, but this was different. Way different.I don't know whether falling in love, as unrequited as it was, should be likened to having my eyes opened... or maybe going blind... or just

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My brother's going into hospital on Monday with the operation scheduled for Tuesday morning. The surgery should take 6 hours if they're able to repair the mitral valve, or 2-4 hours if they simply replace it.As opposed to my parents, I'm not a big worrier. Everything's out of my hands so there's nothing I can do now other than pray for him and trust God acting in and through the surgeons who

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I don't think this is breaking my record for number of posts in a day, but at least you know I'm really back to the blogosphere.Anyways, here's something to think about.That Latin exam I took on the beginning of the month... well, I just don't quite get what they're trying to demonstrate in their marking scheme, which goes like this:1. Mark the papers, have them checked by an external examiner

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Me, being... me:My side-kick, (The)Jay:She made that pic a few months ago, but it still makes me think, "awwwww..."Before anyone says anything at all... I'm not rebounding. She lives in Alabama. And has a boyfriend. And by the time I finish helping her to learn Greek (webcam + mics + DSL come in useful) she'll probably hate me, for life.But right now at least, "awwww..."

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In my previous post Tim suggested that unrequited love was for the purpose of measuring my own love for God.But you know what?I don't love God... not as I should.Even if I knew nothing of Christ, God gives me all that I have and love, need and treasure. With all the great things I have in my life, you'd think that I'd be more grateful. The 10 Commandments are in effect, commands to simply give

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What purpose (if any) is there in unrequited love? I'm not just referring to my circumstances here. It's something probably everyone feels at least once in their life, and when they do, they feel as alone as they possibly could. I know, right now, it feels like suffering, but is it? If it is, is it a type that produces proven character producing hope? I guess I'm wondering if I, and those in

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I'm a portrait of human frailty. Look at me if it helps anyone understand anything. I'm not seeking advice, just being me to several hundred people who've never met me.I think it's just as well I'm probably going away from here in September. I knew getting over Laura wasn't going to be easy because I didn't want to even try to get over her. I can categorically say that I've never cared so

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"Califorina girls" as mutilated by myself and my cohort, Khreygue (or "Craig" to the non-TeH Chris-speak-speaking people)...(Click the play button below for the MIDI music... People who embed hidden invisible auto-playing MIDI files (of doooom) into their pages should be shot. One of them I am not. Hey, that rhymed.)Capoeira girlsWell those hockey girls are hipBut I don't dig the armour they

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Some days, I can soberly ascent to objective decisions based on the information I have.Other days, I actually feel like following my heart... or gut... or spleen.God help me. I'm torn in two.Right, onto Aramaic...

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"I'm so glad that God is God and that I'm not. I'm beginning to grow content with my life being completely out of control.."(I can relate...)As I survey the ground for antsLooking for a place to sit and readI'm reminded of the streets of my hometownHow they're much like this concrete that's warm beneath my feetAnd how I'm all wrapped up in my mother's faceWith a touch of my father just up around

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Anyways, I should be studying for my Greek exam right now, but I've been studying for it from the time I woke up this morning and not much is going into my head anyway right now so I'm taking a short break to post this. The following was written by Josh S back in his Fearsome Pirate blog days, and I had it saved on my computer, and has helped me through the last day and a bit. I don't have the

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Well, I think I'm leaning towards seeing recent events as the miracle I asked for long ago, and attending CTS in the Fall. This would mean my studies would take this sort of shape:1st year: CTS, Ft Wayne2nd year: Westfield House, Cambridge3rd year: Vicarage/Curacy/(is the latter even a word?) in who knows where4th year: CTS, Ft WayneThen becoming a pastor, and probably pursuing doctoral work.Part

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Last night I received an email that I didn't expect to get for a few weeks. Suffice it to say, with some hard work on my part, I'd have a feasible chance of going to CTS.The problem is... I don't know if that's still what I want.Since the prospects of going to seminary looked extremely bleak, I've been becoming accustomed to the idea of finding a nice 9-5 job that I can work hard at, and then

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The Lutheran-Reformed Christology dissertation is finally finished, and the peasants are rejoicing.As promised, I am blogging it. If you would like to view it, use this link for the Open Office version, or here for the Word version, including messed up formatting.Readers will notice a combination of critical engagement with sources, and just me being a student using typical student-ways of

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2 nights ago, the eldest daughter of my pastor (Pr. Graham Jenks), who had been having kidney problems, received a kidney donated from her mother, and had a few problems but nothing externally obvious, suddenly passed away in her sleep 2 nights ago. She leaves a husband and a young son.Please keep the friends and families concerned in your prayers.

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To all those who have prayed, thank you. To all those who have e-mailed me... thank you for your support. I will write back as soon as I get the chance. Oh, and thanks once again, to former-Cardiff University exchange student, John D. for calling me to check up on me.Things have improved lately. Started drinking alcoholic beverages. Met a really nice, sweet girl whom I'm planning on getting

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Well, it looks pretty unlikely that I'll be going to Ft Wayne... mainly due to funding problems on both sides, especially with my parents having to look after my brother while he isn't working, etc. I think it might be for the best though. Despite not being a real gift of the Spirit, and though it shouldn't be, a large capacity for being "nice" seems to be pretty important for a pastor,

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