Entries Tagged as 'Life'

Saturday, September 18th, 2010

Well this is hard.

Man, God is totally wreck­ing me with this Betty thing. It’s been hard not to be cold to Betty after our repeated con­fronta­tions with her. To not let bit­ter­ness take root every time I feel like I see her act out of (what I believe to be) enti­tle­ment. And well, if I had to call it […]

Thursday, September 2nd, 2010

Transitions, again

This Tues­day was my last day at Riverbed. I’ve moved onto a year­long min­istry intern­ship at Regen­er­a­tion, and moved in across the street from the church in Oak­land. I’m start­ing to see how this is shap­ing up to be an urban monas­tic exis­tence, as Justin put it. It’s funny, because I used to think that […]

Monday, August 23rd, 2010

Be still, Andrew. Pay atten­tion to your soul. Dare to own your pain. Trust in your Father.

Thursday, August 19th, 2010

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I have dis­cov­ered you can­not prop­erly grieve in a city; it won’t give you a damn sec­ond to be alone. I’d like to have a moment of silence in an alley­way, behind the dump­ster, over the beggar-man, to the cacoph­ony of car horns and ice cream carousel jin­gles. No dice. The city clam­ors, roars, and […]

Wednesday, August 11th, 2010

In which I refer to Facebook and stuff.

All my life I’ve lived in the elec­tronic! always-on! hyper-connected! world of the Future. I real­ize that it promises inti­macy but can­not deliver. Get me away from these late night bright lights and cold screens. I wanna float about and explore inner space. Linger in the warmth of friends and sim­ple con­ver­sa­tions. Stretch out in […]

Monday, August 2nd, 2010

On grace in the new country

Grace, grace, it all comes from Grace. Today I heard that I deserve noth­ing; every­thing given to me is a gift. I think it was the mil­lionth time I’d heard it, but the first time I actu­ally thought about liv­ing it. I think the Gospel is crazy because it talks about a Jesus who suf­fered rejection. […]

Tuesday, July 27th, 2010

 Henri Nouwen is kick­ing my butt.

Monday, July 26th, 2010

Though the word spoken over me today was joy

I am now dis­traught with sweet, sweet grief in accept­ing what I do not understand. “Child of weak­ness watch and pray, find in Me thine all in all.”

Thursday, July 22nd, 2010

The pieces are coming together.

The mis­sion next year is to live in faith, seek spir­i­tual renewal, and develop per­sonal bound­aries. In that order, until things change again.

Monday, June 28th, 2010

After the fact

For every­thing there is a sea­son, and a time for every mat­ter under heaven. Sarah had always made light of the fact that I’m like a robot. After all, I work in code all day at my job. And I’m sta­ble, famil­iar, and pre­dictable. And I could always be counted on to “do the right […]