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Moleskine Version of a Jonathan Edwards Blank Bible… Sort of

November 14, 2008

Mention “crafts” to me, and flashbacks of VBS, macaroni, Elmer’s and popsicle sticks begin to flood my brain. However, here’s a craft-y project I actually use.

The Genesis

I’ve been studying/preparing for a class on Matthew. My study skills are somewhat haphazard, and I really wanted to focus on the text itself without distraction. Cross-references, study notes, heck, even other books of the Bible can and do serve as exit ramps for me to leave the text and indulge my tangential way of thinking. What I need is a simple, single column (I like single column) text only, Gospel of Matthew, with ample room to take notes that I can take with me wherever I go. I’ve got an ESV Journaling Bible, but I’m 45 and can’t read or write in micro print, so I started looking around for something else online.

Found lots of DIY stuff out there, but nothing that suited me. But I did find a lot of folks copying Jonathan Edwards and his “Blank Bible”, and that was really interesting to me. (The blank bible is a dis-bound KJV bible with each page attached to a large, blank journal page for his notes Here’s an interesting vlog that explains it a little better. The first three minutes or so, if you’re interested.)  

The next part of my arts and crafts idea involves a certain brand of journal. For those of you who don’t know about Moleskine notebooks, there’s a whole cult-like world out there that revolves around these old school, quality, journals. Google “moleskine hacks” and see what I mean.

I learned about Moleskines a few years ago (thanks, iMonk!), and even though I don’t often use a journal I really like the simple, quality, feel of them. Plus they’re hip and cool, and I’m… well, I’m 45, and not.

Why not marry the two? A Moleskine version of a Blank Bible, only just the Gospel of Matthew? Surely someone has done this before and has a how-to online to help me, right? Well if they do, I couldn’t wade through the zillions of google hits to find it, so I decided to try it on my own. 

This is my contribution to the world of moleskine hacks.

Here’s what I did.

  1. Decided that a Moleskine Large Ruled Notebook was my best option. Big enough to hold all of Matthew, and leave three pages for notes between each text page. Also small enough to carry around with me.
  2. Looked online for a ready to use text. 
  3. Decided that I’d have to cut and paste my own text. Turns out this was best anyway, as I needed to get rid of section headings and such, and re-size to fit the notebook.
  4. Bought color matching paper (Moleskine uses a cream colored paper in their notebooks) at a Staples. Opted for 20#, the lightest weight I could find, to cut down on the thickness of the end product.
  5. Used my wife’s scrapbooking roll-on adhesive to glue down the text pages. I remember from my VBS days, that Elmer’s has a tendency to wrinkle paper. I also used her scrapbook paper cutting tool, but next time I’ll use one of those pivoting-machete paper cutters down at the church office to cut many pages at once. 

What I Learned

  1. It’s always safest to ask your wife before you use her scrapbooking stuff. Lesson learned. (Just a joke, she was a big help with this, answering all my questions, knowing what to use, getting extra supplies)
  2. It ain’t cheap. The notebook is around $12 on Amazon. I had to buy the paper at about $7.29/500 sheets. And I used a lot more of the adhesive than I thought I was going to. 2 1/2 rolls @ 2.99/roll. Plus printer ink, time and effort.
  3. Speaking of time… it takes a while. It took me the better part of a day to format the text, buy the supplies, and put it all together.
  4. Matthew is as big a book as I’d put in this sized notebook. Moleskine has a larger sized notebook if you wanted to use it, but I think I’d just make a longer book into 2 volumes. I like the size (5.25″x8.25″) of this one. I ended up with about 15 journal pages left at the end.
  5. When choosing your font and text size make sure you’re comfortable with them on paper. Screen and paper are very different animals, and what’s easy on the eyes on one isn’t necessarily so on the other. I used MS Reference Serif, 9. I like it, but you may not. 
  6. I will probably do this again for other studies. I like the results. And while I’m not a big note taker, I really like having three blank pages to one of text. I don’t feel like I have to ration out the space and only write what’s “important”. I can write pretty much whatever I want and still have some room left over. I know some of you could write three pages on one verse, but I’m not one of you.
  7. I do feel a little hip-er when I pull this out. And this has already lasted longer than the macaroni art in VBS.

The Results

  1. The good. It’s small, readable, plenty of note space, simple, and a useful tool. 
  2. The bad. Sometimes the adhesive causes to pages to stick together, but just a little. The notebook’s not designed to fit a extra 46 or 47 pages in its binding, but it’s a sewn binding, so it’ll last a good long while. 
  3. Overall I’m really pleased with the way it turned out, and I’ll probably do it again (as I have lots of paper left over) with various books I’m studying. 

The Pictures





A Good Life

June 9, 2008

I’m re-reading a little book that has a curious draw for me.  

I’m not a very disciplined person. Never have been. Long term good habits are pretty hard to come by for me.

Why then would a book about a strict monastic rule of life be so attractive that Id want to re-read, and even try to implement some form of it in my day to day living?

I’m sure psychological explanations abound (And psychological examination is probably warranted in my case), but the best reasons I can come up with are balance, and Robert Benson.

I’ll start with Robert Benson. I really like him. I like the way he writes, clear, simple, honest prose (not an easy thing, by the way) that obviously comes from long hours of experience with a subject. You know how some people come across as very knowledgeable in a particular subject, but you can tell it’s still theoretical and not lived? I never get that feeling with Robert. Everything seems to have been lived for a long time before he puts it on paper.

But I don’t just like him as an author, I really like him. I spent a weekend with him on retreat and got to know him a little bit. He’s very unassuming, honest about his past and present, quick to laugh, and I wish he lived in my town so I could hang out with him.

Now the balance part.

When I think about a “rule of life” the feeling that immediately comes over me is one of wearing wool pants and neck ties that are a little too tight. Constricting legalism that “builds character”. Ugh. No fun, all serious, all the time. Gruel for breakfast lunch and dinner.

Benedict, on the other hand begins his rule this way,

Seeking his workers in a multitude of people, the Lord calls out and lifts his voice again: Is there anyone here who yearns for life and desires to see good days?

Oh yeah, I yearn for life and good days. You’ve got my attention now. How do I get there from here?

We intend to establish a school for the Lord’s service…

The wool pants are itching again.

In drawing up its regulations, we hope to set down nothing harsh, nothing burdensome. The good of all concerned, however may prompt us to a little strictness in order to amend faults and to safeguard love.

Ok. I ‘m still a little wary, but I’m old enough to know that a little strictness is needed to amend faults, after all I’ve got two boys. And if we really are safeguarding love, I can deal with a tie from time to time.

I’m hooked. 

The book has seven chapters-

  1. Longing
  2. Prayer
  3. Rest
  4. Community
  5. Work
  6. Living
  7. Authors notes- technically not a chapter, but functionally it is.

I’m not going summarize them though. The book’s short enough, and a good enough read that I’ll leave that to you. But I will give you my overall thoughts. 

Benedict was unusually balanced in his approach to the spiritual life. The idea being that all of life is spiritual and can be categorized under four headings- prayer, rest, community and work. Each of these areas needs to be nurtured, and balanced, recognizing their essential part in a life well lived, with prayer being the framework around which each day’s rest, work and community takes shape. *Disclaimer*-This is my very simplistic summary of the rule, but it will do for my purposes here. 

Robert’s writing on the rule makes it both inviting and accessible to folks like me- tired, busy, overcommitted, suburban, mini-van drivers looking for some way to live out life following Jesus. At the same time it’s not a pie in the sky promise that it’ll all be quick and easy either. He’s clear that this way of life is a radical departure from the good life as advertised on TV. It’s gonna take some real work and commitment. Decisions have to be made, schedules reworked, patterns of living changed. But the end result is (hopefully) what the subtitle holds out, “Everyday Joy”. And that’s too good to pass up.  

My suggestion to you? Buy it, read it, let it grow in you. Let the poet-author, and an old monk teach you about the possibility of living a good life.  

“A 20th Century Prophet”

April 16, 2008

For those who don’t know, I’m an A. W. Tozer fan. Apart from scripture no book has had a bigger influence on my formation than
The Pursuit of God.

If you haven’t read it, stop whatever you’re doing (after reading this post) and go get it. If you need more than my recommendation here’s the preface. If you’ve read it before, read it again and feel that heartache, that longing again.

The Pursuit of God

A. W. Tozer




In this hour of all-but-universal darkness one cheering gleam appears: within the fold of conservative Christianity there are to be found increasing numbers of persons whose religious lives are marked by a growing hunger after God Himself. They are eager for spiritual realities and will not be put off with words, nor will they be content with correct `interpretations’ of truth. They are athirst for God, and they will not be satisfied till they have drunk deep at the Fountain of Living Water. This is the only real harbinger of revival which I have been able to detect anywhere on the religious horizon. It may be the cloud the size of a man’s hand for which a few saints here and there have been looking. It can result in a resurrection of life for many souls and a recapture of that radiant wonder which should accompany faith in Christ, that wonder which has all but fled the Church of God in our day. But this hunger must be recognized by our religious leaders.

Current evangelicalism has (to change the figure) laid the altar and divided the sacrifice into parts, but now seems satisfied to count the stones and rearrange the pieces with never a care that there is not a sign of fire upon the top of lofty Carmel. [See 1 Kings 18 for the allusions.-ccp] But God be thanked that there are a few who care. They are those who, while they love the altar and delight in the sacrifice, are yet unable to reconcile themselves to the continued absence of fire. They desire God above all. They are athirst to taste for themselves the `piercing sweetness’ of the love of Christ about Whom all the holy prophets did write and the psalmists did sing.

There is today no lack of Bible teachers to set forth correctly the principles of the doctrines of Christ, but too many of these seem satisfied to teach the fundamentals oft he faith year after year, strangely unaware that there is in their ministry no manifest Presence, nor anything unusual in their personal lives. They minister constantly to believers who feel within their breasts a longing which their teaching simply does not satisfy. I trust I speak in charity, but the lack in our pulpits is real. Milton’s terrible sentence applies to our day as accurately as it did to his: `The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed.’

It is a solemn thing, and no small scandal in the Kingdom, to see God’s children starving while actually seated at the Father’s table. The truth of Wesley’s words is established before our eyes: `Orthodoxy, or right opinion, is, at best, a very slender part of religion. Though right tempers cannot subsist without right opinions,yet right opinions may subsist without right tempers. There may be a right opinion of God without either love or one right temper toward Him. Satan is proof of this.’

Thanks to our splendid Bible societies and to other effective agencies for the dissemination of the Word, there are today many millions of people who hold `right opinions,’ probably more than ever before in the history of the Church.Yet I wonder if there was ever a time when true spiritual worship was ever a time when true spiritual worship was at a lower ebb. To great sections of the Church the art of worship has been lost entirely, and in its place has come that strange and foreign thing called the `program.’ This word has been borrowed from the stage and applied with sad wisdom to the type of public service which now passes for worship among us.

Sound Bible exposition is an imperative must in the Church of the living God. Without it no church can be a New Testament church in any strict meaning of that term. But exposition may be carried on in such way as to leave the hearers devoid of any true spiritual nourishment whatever. For it is not mere words that nourish the soul, but God Himself, and unless and until the hearers find God in personal experience, they are not the better for having heard the truth. The Bible is not an end in itself, but a means to bring men to an intimate and satisfying knowledge of God, that they may enter into Him, that they may delight in His Presence, may taste and know the inner sweetness of the very God Himself in the core and center of their hearts.

This book is a modest attempt to aid God’s hungry children so to find Him. Nothing here is new except in the sense that it is a discovery which my own heart has made of spiritual realities most delightful and wonderful to me. Others before me have gone much farther into these holy mysteries than I have done, but if my fire is not large it is yet real, and there may be those who can light their candle at its flame.

A. W. Tozer Chicago, Ill. June 16, 1948.

One Of My Favorite Writers

January 11, 2008

into-the-twilight.jpgI’m working on a couple of posts that are rather heavy, one on AIDS orphans, and I’m in need of a little levity. When that happens I often pick up a book by one of my favorite authors, Patrick F. McManus. Here is a portion of a story from, Into The Twilight, Endlessly Grousing. (If, by some astronomical chance, either Mr. McManus, or his laywers, or his publisher read this, I beg forgiveness instead of permission. I’m just trying to win you more readers!)

Hunting the Wily Avid

No greater bond exists between two male friends than shared ignorance. It’s wonderful. Shared knowledge is fine as far as it goes but one friend invariably knows more about a given topic than the other, thereby creating an intellectual imbalance. Shared ignorance on the other hand provides for perfect equilibrium. It is limitless. There is no end of topics for conversation based on mutual ignorance.

I have several really good pals with whom I share ignorance. We converse for hours about subjects we know nothing about. With most of my friends actual knowledge about a topic would lead to either very short conversations or even arguments that might grow bitter and ultimately destroy friendships.

“Why that’s not true.”
“Who says?”
“I say”
“Let’s look it up in the Guinness Book of World Records. There, see, I’m right, you moron! Ha ha ha ha!”

Arguments like that never arise when two friends enjoy shared ignorance of a topic.

“You know what’s causin’ all these earthquakes? It’s that hole in the ozone.”
“You’re right about that. It’s lettin’ in too much gravity.”
“Gravity, yeah, way too much of it. Gravity keeps buildin’ up and buildin’ up, and pretty soon, you got your earthquakes.”
“You’re right about that ol’ buddy.”

If either friend knew anything at all about holes in ozone, gravity, or earthquakes, he would be under an unrestrained compulsion to reveal this bit of knowledge and the conversation would abruptly end. Furthermore, an element of distrust would enter the relationship, because one of the friends would feel insecure in happily discoursing away on a topic he knows absolutely nothing about. He would be in constant fear of exposing his ignorance to assault by an actual thought or fact.

Eighty-seven percent of all conversations between friends are based on shared ignorance. It’s true. That’s the reason so many friendships last a lifetime. There’s even a procedure for testing a friend’s ignorance on a topic to see if it matches your own. It goes something like this.

“George, you know anything about the national debt?”
“Naw. You?
“Naw. But I’ll tell you what causes it. Too much gravity.”
“You got that right, ol’ buddy.”

After running their little test on shared ignorance, the two friends can then discourse in mutual confidence on a topic about which neither of them knows the slightest thing.

There, I feel a little better.

Prince Caspian Trailer

December 18, 2007

Looks pretty good to the kids (all three of us). 

Be Amazed!… Or Bored…Or Whatever

December 16, 2007

I’m still trying to work through this post, so it might sound somewhat dis-jointed, but the main idea is the need to recapture wonder and mystery in our everyday lives. In other words to begin living contemplatively. The lack of these things has greatly reduced the God-awareness in our lives.

The Shattered Lantern, by Ronald Rolheiser, which may be the most important book I’ve read in the last five years, has this as it’s theme.

Rolheiser observes three characteristics of our culture– pragmatism, narcissism and an unbridled restlessness– that are both cause and effect of this death of God-consciousness in our lives.

Pragmatism reduces worth to utility, and truth to whatever works. Something only has value if it produces, and if it works, well it must be right, Right?. Thus beauty has worth only if it can be used toward some end. “If you’ve got it, flaunt it”… or sell it… or manipulate with it, but you can’t just appreciate it. 

Narcissism takes a famous hymn and changes it a little, “Turn your eyes upon yourself, look full in your own wonderful face, and everything else will grow strangely dim…”.

Combined, these two reduce our lives to a search for the answer to this question, “What can it (God, others, the world) do for me?

The unbridled restlessness has us searching for something, we don’t exactly know what, but we know it must be out there to be learned, or experienced. Often this means crossing traditional moral boundaries and pushing experiences to an earlier age. 

Here are some quotes from others, and a few thoughts on the subject.

“H. L. Mencken said, ‘The problem with life is not that it’s a tragedy, but that it’s a bore.’ A child who is filled with wonder is also filled with a sense of enchantment, a sense of significance, a sense of meaning. When wonder ceases, boredom and emptiness begin to stalk existence.”

-Ravi Zacharias

Boredom and emptiness sure describe a lot of folks these days. And wonder and amazement seem to be in short supply. “Nothing tastes”, as Marie Antoinette once said.

“The greatest of all illusions is the illusion of familiarity.”- G. K. Chesterton

The illusion of familiarity, thinking we actually know it all about anything, causes loss of wonder. Kind of a “been there, done that, bought the t-shirt” view of the world around us. “Show me something I haven’t seen” seems to be one mantra of the age. The problem is we’ve seen it all, a thousand times or more… by the time we’re twelve.

“By age 18, a U.S. youth will have seen 16,000 simulated murders and 200,000 acts of violence.” -American Psychiatric Association

We don’t even bat an eye at things that would have horrified us in earlier days. Familiarity doesn’t breed anything, it deadens.

“For youth who reported being sexually active , the average age of first sexual intercourse was 14.1 years for boys and 14.5 years for girls.” Canadian Council of Ministers of Education, “Canadian Youth, Sexual Health and HIV/AIDS Study 2003”

“The average age at which teenagers have their first sexual experience steadily decreased during the 1990s, according to background information in the paper, and now almost half of American adolescents report that they have had sex by the time they graduate from high school.”- New York Times

Something about “Don’t awaken love before its time” comes to mind. 

Another mantra of the age-“Tell me something I don’t already know.”

Another mantra, another problem.

Exploding amounts of information and easy access to that information mean that if we don’t know something we can sure find out about it in a hurry with almost no effort on our part… If you can wade through all the info that we are flooded with. 

“Print, film, magnetic, and optical storage media produced about 5 exabytes of new information in 2002. Ninety-two percent of the new information was stored on magnetic media, mostly in hard disks. How big is five exabytes?If digitized with full formatting, the seventeen million books in the Library of Congress contain about 136 terabytes of information; five exabytes of information is equivalent in size to the information contained in 37,000 new libraries the size of the Library of Congress book collections. “- How Much Information? 2002, U. C. Berkeley Research Project

Is there a way forward, or even back? Yes, but this post is long enough already. More later.

The Jesus Way, Sacrifice (part 3)

December 3, 2007

“A sacrificial life is the means, and the only means, by which a life of faith matures.” Eugene Peterson in The Jesus Way, (pg. 50)

This sentence has troubled me a bit, maybe more than a bit, the last couple of days.

Let’s rephrase. “The only way my faith will mature, can mature, is living a life of sacrifice.”

But that’s exactly what I don’t want to do. I want the bigger house, the relatively new cars, vacations every year at the beach and God’s favor, wisdom and the kind of spiritual depth that puts me in the same class as Brother Lawrence, A.W. Tozer and Mother Teresa. I don’t want to give up anything. Or if I have to, make it as small a sacrifice as I can. Like C. S. Lewis’ description, I’m “very like an honest man paying his taxes. He pays them all right, but he does hope that there will be enough left over to live on.”

It’s fear really. Fear of knowing what might happen if I don’t keep God at arms length. You see, I know, like Teresa of Avila, how God sometimes treats his friends. And I’m afraid of what he might ask of me, what I might have to lay on the altar.

I know I’m not alone. I’ve talked to a lot of guys who fear the same thing. But to do anything about that fear is a ways beyond the norm  in the American church. Instead we go on whistling through the cemetery. And then in an incredible act of chutzpah, I (we?) still expect to have it all, and anyone or anything that keeps me from having it all better be ready for a lot of whining and hissy fits.

What would it look like if instead of saying, “Mine!”, I said, “It’s yours.”?  I might start growing up a little.

“There are very few people
who realise what God would make of them
if they abandoned themselves into his hands,
and let themselves be formed by his grace.” -St Ignatius

Ways And Means, The Jesus Way (Part 2)

November 26, 2007

“Following Jesus necessarily means getting his ways and means into our everyday lives. It is not enough simply to recognize and approve his ways and get started in the right direction. Jesus’ ways are meant to be embraced and assimilated into our habits. This takes place only as we pray our following of him. It cannot be imposed from without, cannot be copied. It must be shaped from within. This shaping takes place in prayer. The practice of prayer is the primary way that Jesus’ way comes to permeate our entire lives so that we walk spontaneously and speak rhythmically in the fluidity and fluency of holiness.” –Eugene Peterson (The Jesus Way) 

The first law of spiritual formation is this, “You will become like whoever you spend time with.”

It’s really a law of human personality, the way God made all of us. Children pick up all kinds of mannerisms, habits, voice inflections, thought patterns, attitudes from their parents. Husbands and wives -if they are together long enough- begin to think more alike, to finish one another’s sentences, some even start to look like the other. (That’s bad news for you, honey!) 

Most of this shaping happens at an unconscious level.

Kristin and I have been married for twenty one years. Before we got married, we (or at least I) used to joke that she loved to clean up, and I loved to mess up. It was a perfect match. 

I don’t know when, or how it happened, but I changed. Messes bug me now. Now I clean up after myself, the kids, myself, the dog…oh yeah, and myself. On occasion I’ve been known to vacuum or dust without being asked. Just the other day I even cleaned out my closet. I’ve become more like my wife in other ways too. And for those of you who know her, you know what a good thing that is.

We spend a lot of time together as a family, just by virtue of living under the same roof. Sometimes I have to be a little more intentional about being there, but that’s the exception rather than the rule. As a result, little by little, day after day, without my knowing they are taking place, changes happen. A shaping of lives is going on (for better, and for worse, I’m afraid) all the time. And even though it’s going on all the time, by the time I can see change, much time has passed. But then, real, lasting change always takes a lot of time.

That’s how it is spiritually, but I have to be much more intentional about spending time with Jesus. Even though he has made me for himself, old habits die hard. And I’ll waste all kinds of time on stupid stuff, instead of what matters. So I need to keep watch, and practice the Presence, trusting that He who began a good work in me will carry it on to completion.

But that’s not all.  If I would be an “imitator of God”, as a dearly loved child, and live a life of love, just as Christ loved me (Eph. 5:1), then I have to study the ways of Jesus, try and understand what he did, and what he said. Maybe more importantly, what he didn’t do and didn’t say. And then I have to do the things he tells me to do. I’m not talking about the walking on water kind of stuff (Although, you’re welcome to try. Just video it and put it on YouTube so the rest of us can watch.), but the simple habits and ways of living that helped him grow in stature and favor with God and man. 

By the way, habits and patterns of life don’t change us, but they do create a space for the Spirit to work in our hearts. Kind of quieting down the clamor of the world so we can give our attention to the One who says, “Put on my yoke and learn from me”, and allowing him to make us new.

Primarily, this happens as we live life with him in prayer. As we ask questions, listen to his words, watch what he is doing and has done, we learn his ways. Jesus, himself, said that’s what he did. “I only say what the Father tells me to say. I only do that which I see the Father doing.”

I don’t know about you, but I want to be like Jesus even if it takes a lifetime to learn.

The Jesus Way

November 22, 2007

The Jesus WayOk, ok, I didn’t quite get back to this as soon as I said I would. Sorry. No real excuse except that life got busy the last couple of days.

Let’s jump in with both feet.

I think The Jesus Way is Eugene Peterson at his best, doing what he does best. I’m no authority on his works, but I’ve read several of his books, and listened to twenty some odd hours of seminars he has done. I’ve enjoyed all of them and learned much from him. More than that, the way I think has been, to some degree, shaped by his words. And this book is one of my favorites.

Two things, no three. Three things…. Amongst our weaponry are such diverse elements…(sorry about that). Three things stand out to me about this book as a whole.

First, Dr. Peterson calls this third book in a series of five on spiritual theology “a conversation on the ways Jesus is the way”, and that is the way it feels. Warm, easy …well, conversational. He’s a pretty bright fellow, and he’s been around long enough to know the lay of the cultural (both evangelical, and western) landscape, so he could talk over my head with lots of room to spare. But he doesn’t, he’s accessible, doesn’t assume a lot of prerequisite knowledge, and doesn’t talk down to me.

Second, he brings names on the pages of scripture and history to life. They become real people when he talks about them. David is no less a man after God’s own heart, but now he’s more man than legend to me. Herod’s ego and Josephus’ opportunistic ambition both become apparent as he tells their stories. And I understand them all better, and recognize their present day incarnations in the CNN/Fox News reports I saw yesterday.

Third, he makes me stop and consider what I’m doing, and why I’m doing it. The theme of the book is, “Ways and means matter.” In a pragmatic world where the ends justify any means, Jesus says, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.”

“The Jesus way wedded to the Jesus truth brings about the Jesus life. We can’t proclaim the Jesus truth, but then do it any old way we like. Nor can we follow the Jesus way without speaking the Jesus truth.

But Jesus as the truth gets far more attention than Jesus as the way. Jesus as the way is the most frequently evaded metaphor among the Christians with whom I have worked for fifty years as a North American pastor.” (pg. 4)

If we would be like Jesus, we’ve got to meditate on, and “enter into a way of life that is given character and shape and direction by the one who calls us.”

The Jesus Way is helping me do that.  

More later, not gonna promise when.

Later today….

November 20, 2007

the-jesus-way.jpgI’m working my way back through The Jesus Way, by Eugene Peterson. Lots of good stuff that makes me stop and think about what I’m doing and why I’m’ doing it.

Later today (or tomorrow) I’ll post some thoughts that have been floating around in my head.