Archive for July, 2008

The company I work for recently reorganized, and several of my friends now are reporting to new managers. One of these managers has taken a somewhat ‘hard’ line on having any personal effects in his employees’ cubicles.  So I’ve recently inherited some items that now sit on the shelf above my desk.  These friends come [...]


In the fourth footnote in my post “what about Bob?” (July 8, 208), I commented in the following fashion: “The kenosis of God (self-giving) in becoming human affords humanity in all its particularity the gift of immanence from the transcendent Deity.  This scandalous contradiction is the heart of the Christian faith: the human God.  This [...]


I’ve described how my local congregation makes a concerted effort towards inclusiveness: to the point that our own levels of comfort are stretched and we discover that we can either be fragile and break, or that we can be much more resilient and stronger than our fears ever allowed us to imagine, and our minds [...]


In response to the post “fitful, fretful freedom(s)”, Bob (author of A Voluptuous God and also my pastor) made some interesting observations/comments.  So interesting, they sparked all sorts of ‘tracks’ in my head… so here is an initial response. In response to your comments on our ‘One-ness’:  David Moss’s study of Anselm’s understanding of friendship is [...]


Theologians such as Stanley Hauerwas and D. Stephen Long (a Duke school of thought?) have instilled in my theological repertoire a certain suspicion of ‘freedom’.  It is modernity’s account of freedom they interrogate: that is, a sense of freedom that is diaphanous (that is, free-floating), unencumbered by creed or narrative.  And they rightly caution that within [...]


From the 19th floor, the 4th of July view from my condo on the lake front is amazing.  I face west, and on most days, folks would consider it a detriment: a lake view is far more desirable.  But two days a year (July 4 and New Years) the western view of the city is stunning.  It [...]


This week on the Brown line, while stuck on the elevated tracks next to an Orange line for about 15 min during rush hour, folks became quite restless.  Tempers were boiling, and everyone was anxious to go home.  Folks jostled each other, vying for personal space, and the car began to get hot.  The Taste [...]



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