Friday, March 30, 2007

Great Big Day

It's not every day that I get to spend two year's income. But, for the smile it puts on Natalie's face, it's worth every penny. I am now the proud owner of 1100 sq. ft. of shelter from the rain, which sits on 5 acres of God's green earth. A kitchen for her, a front porch for me. Life is good.

Sunday, March 18, 2007

Sodium Deficiency

How odd to think that only a few hours ago I was eating a nice Sunday dessert with a group of guys conversing with Doug Wilson, 300 miles away. Okay, they were conversing. Believe it or not, I couldn't think of anything to say that didn't begin with, "I'm engaged, and I was wondering about..." Yeah, I've got tunnel vision. Go ahead, make fun. I'll be laughing along.

I had a great weekend at the Cornerstone Annual Theological Conference and Ball. But it was missing something. Like a great big feast without any salt. It may be good, but the whole time you know it could be better. It was like knowing a joke and not being able to share it. It was like being engaged and having to dance with other girls. It was very like being 300 miles away from your betrothed. But I did have a good time learning and fellowshipping with beloved bretheren.

And while I went around having all this fun and lamenting, my faithful bride-to-be stayed home and worked hard, as she has been working hard all along. She is faithful, and she brings me joy.

Saturday, March 10, 2007

Dead Cats

Laughter. Like the rustling of all the wings in heaven, moving in joyous accord of praise to the Maker. All because she laughs. God is good.


On a different note, I am stealing this awesome quote.
"But I don't want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.""In fact," said Mustapha Mond, "you're claiming the right to be unhappy. Not to mention the right to grow old and ugly and impotent; the right to have syphilis and cancer; the right to have too little to eat; the right to be lousy; the right to live in constant apprehension of what may happen tomorrow; the right to catch typhoid; the right to be tortured by unspeakable pains of every kind." There was a long silence."I claim them all," said the Savage at last. Mustapha Mond shrugged his shoulders. "You're welcome," he said. --Brave New World by Aldous Huxley

Monday, March 05, 2007

You say pathetic like its a bad thing

Just in case all y'all forgot, I'm going to marry Natalie, a versatile and talented person. (In 89 days)
I think maybe it sounds like I'm over-simplifying things with my argument against "the-one". But, I think sometimes we lose that simple things can be glorious. Marriage is a simple, everyday thing. People have been doing it for eons. But Paul calls it a mystery. Perhaps we miss the glory because we've over-complicated the process. Christ chose His bride, is making her beautiful (bestowing gifts), is preparing a house for her, will return to enter the wedding feast, and will then proceed to lead His bride in service and worship to the King of kings. It is both simple and glorious. So I want to persue Him in my persuit of marriage, both in simplicity and glory.