Sunday, February 27th, 2011
the weight, the weight
the hope, the hope
Entries Tagged as 'Andrew 2.0'
Tuesday, January 11th, 2011
Ideas
Ideas I’m toying with: There is grace to be human, mess up and be accepted still. There is forgiveness to be extended to humans who mess up. There is freedom to say what’s on your mind and be authentic. There is just so much more freedom in general than I realize. I don’t have to wear a mask. […]
Monday, January 10th, 2011
Gospel, knifepoint
At about 10AM this morning in the middle of Albert’s sermon, Mrs. Hu bursts into the sanctuary and I hear a flurry of hurried murmuring behind me and the flutter of a hundred heads turning. “Someone call 911!” Mrs. Hu, wife of Pastor Jack Hu of the Chinese congregation we share our church with, was robbed […]
Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
Sensations — Fire
Blaise Pascal, one evening, recorded a spiritual experience he had. It affected him so much that he sewed it into the lining of his coat until his death. He titled it The Memorial: L’an de grâce 1654, Lundi, 23 novembre, jour de saint Clément, pape et martyr, et autres au martyrologe. Veille de saint Chrysogone, martyr, […]
Sunday, November 14th, 2010
Some things I’m learning
I really admire Eric’s patience with people. After Evangelism class he spent an hour and a half with a wheelchair-bound Betty Dunn, doing genealogy searches with her and looking at photos on Flickr. I normally don’t have any patience with people like Betty, because I want to send her home as soon as possible so I can […]
Friday, October 22nd, 2010
Strange day
What a weird day. I spent eight hours cooped up in the cafe, programming. Then I went out in the dark and rain and shoveled manure. Today was a weird day.
Monday, October 11th, 2010
The fugitives
I dreamt the other night that I was running at midnight along the shore, no, there were cliffs, and we were running along the cliffs that wrap around the coast. The weather is warm, no, it has an icy bite, but we run anyways, out and around the shore, through silhouetted tree branches that bend […]
Saturday, October 9th, 2010
Directness
Being around white people (and one Kenneth Leung) is making me more direct. There. I said it. And I really love it! One thing I’ve learned about myself is that I don’t always know how to be genuine; that I can often say one thing but inside something else is going on. This often has to […]
