Abbie: When I grow up, I think I'm going to move back to Westwood.
Abbie (Age 6): “When a farmer sees a weed, it just calls it trained pet turtle and the turtle comes over and eats the weed.”
ne sutor ultra crepidam A phrase I read today and need to apply heartily to my own life and work. Apparently the phrase means "Cobbler, no further than the sandal!" The story goes that a painter once asked a cobbler for advice on how to correctly paint the sandals of a soldier in a painting … Continue reading Stick to the Sandals
Amie (my four-year-old) struggles with gender pronouns (he, she, him, her, etc.). I'm forever correcting her. Last night I think I discovered the reason. Me: "Amie, is John a boy or a girl?" Amie: "John boy." Me: "Is Amie a boy or a girl?" Amie: "Amie boy." Me: ? "What?" Amie: "Amie boy!" Me: "No, … Continue reading He, She or It?
I was given a reading assignment to read one chapter in a book three times. The first time through we were to read it without any interaction: no notes, no underlining, no comments. That was a difficult task for me. More than once I found myself reaching for my pencil. I will begin my second … Continue reading Difficult Reading Assignment
It's 1:oo AM. I'm at a mini-conference. A class really, on Baptist history and polity. Our first session was last night. It was rather interesting. We covered only church history up to the reformation to gain a broad understanding of the various traditions which have influenced Baptist thought and practice. I wasn't feeling very well … Continue reading Midnight Ramblings
The conversation takes place after Two saves One from her car which is dangling off a cliff. One: Nice truck. Two: Thanks, I've had it since I was nineteen. One: Wow. How do you keep a car so long. Two: I don't drive it off cliffs.