The power of the question.

Here’s a good cup of coffee: We might be tempted to think the question, structurally, as itself an emptiness, a non-presence represented to the subject as the gap of a power which cannot be named except in a metaphoric displacement along the signifying chain. I think this is wrong. I want to think the question


New Year

Well, it took me awhile, but welcome to the first post of the new year. Things I’m working on: I want to see how two progressions in Paul fit together. 1) Acts 17: God in whom we live, move, and have our being. 2) Romans 5: Suffering which produces endurance, endurance character, character hope. The first points toward


God’s Presence … Waiting.

I don’t like to wait. And I don’t like being alone. I don’t like not knowing what I’m doing at the moment. I don’t like downtime when I’m alone either. These things make me feel uncomfortable, like I’ve stepped outside of the loop, like I’ve wondered so far away from people and friends that nobody


Thoughts:

I’m thinking of writing satire. I’m thinking of writing a lot of things really. Maybe I’ll spend some time and actually write. —-Update— I finally got some good writing in on my novel. It felt great, was overly cathartic, and maybe some of it will actually help out in my novel. At the very least


More Espresso Please:

It’s Saturday morning. I’m going through the motions of every saturday morning, enjoying that gorgeous cup of mottled espresso from one of my favorite coffee shops. Yeah, its time to talk about coffee again. I’m starting to get the little voice in the back of my head saying, “mod your coffee setup again.” This time


Back from church retreat.

Over the weekend I went on a Brooklyn Presbyterian Church-wide retreat. It was nice to get out of the city for awhile. While enjoying a few days of the strange silence that blankets places with fewer cars and even fewer cabs, I got to meet a lot of great people in our sister congregation up


Post Coffee Experiences

I just had a clover and a double espresso from Kaffe 1668. In fact, I’m still sitting here enjoying the effects of the caffeine and the atmosphere of fellow coffee drinkers just finding the moment to relax from their everyday busy lives in Tribeca or wherever they live. Perhaps, like me some of them commuted


Thinking In Tongues

I just read Jamie Smith’s Thinking in Tongues. I’m still not quite sure who his primary audience was, unless, perhaps it was people like myself. Intellectuals who still have some sort of pentecostal/charismatic identification, even if, perhaps they don’t currently worship at places that would share that identification. Smith identifies several core marks of a pentecostal social


Chapters 1 and 2

So I’ve gotten to a pretty good closing point on chapters 1 and 2 of my new novel Let’s just call it “The Great American Novel.”  Great title right? I still haven’t gotten a good title, but I usually get the title much later in the writing process. It’s a complicated novel about 4 friends


Cool Saturday Morning

Finally a cool Saturday morning. It’s been so long since I last stepped outside for a slow leisurely stroll. This morning was great. Walking in the cool of the morning. It’s no wonder that Genesis talks about walking with God in the cool of the day. It has to be one of the most heavenly