It’s (NOT) All About Me

Sometimes I remember that life is not all about me. I reflect for a split second on the fact that there are billions of people all around the globe, going about their day to day life while I go about mine. I have a hard enough time remembering that my friends’ lives continue when they’re not with me. That every hour I spend apart from them doing homework, eating, sleeping, is an hour that they are living, even if I’m not a part of it.

I watched two videos recently that were welcome reminders of how full of life this planet is. Reminders that everyone is significant, and that everyone is different. They were also reminders that this world is a broken, yet beautiful place, full of broken and beautiful people.

The first is a film I watched on Netflix called Life in a Day. The filmmakers put out a call for people all over the world to capture footage of their lives on July 24, 2010, and submit it. They ended up with over 4,500 hours of footage from 190 countries and edited it into a very interesting film. Watch it if you get the chance.


The second is this well-done video put together by a middle school broadcasting team.

(HT Marc Cortez)

Everyone has a story, and it keeps going whether I remember that it does or not. I hope to be always more mindful of those around me, and those far away. Obviously, God does not struggle with finitude like I do, but what must it be like to know the joy’s and sorrow’s of a planet-full of people, and to long to gather them together under his wings?


The earth is the Lord’s, and everything in it,

the world, and all who live in it;

Psalm 24:1


Semester the Second

My next semester at Western Seminary will begin on January 9. I’m excited to be continuing my Greek studies with a course on Syntax with Dr. James DeYoung. I just read the assigned reading for the first week in our text, which is  Wallace’s Greek Grammar Beyond the Basics. We used Mounce’s text the first semester, which I had gone through about 5 years ago during my undergrad, so I’m excited to be moving beyond what I’ve done before. The first semester was still plenty challenging, even being a review of sorts, but it remains to be seen how difficult this next course will be. Having just read the introductory material and the first few chapters on case, I think that while a bit dry, the nuance and depth of syntax will keep me interested.

One of the greatest helps for me going through the first semester was using my Greek every day. However, since the end of the semester, I’ve realized how difficult it is to maintain that habit without the accountability of homework. I need to seriously consider the best way to maintain and keep up what I’ve learned so far, while at the same time continuing to learn the material for this next level.


The other class I’ll be taking this semester is called Wisdom from Church History, taught by Dr. Marc Cortez. This is a class that I’m particularly excited about for a few reasons. I’ve never had the opportunity to study Church History before, beyond my own limited reading, and loving both history and the church, it’s an area that I’ve long desired to dive into. I’m also excited to take my first course from Dr. Cortez. When Shelby and I visited Western for the first time, my admission counselor set up a meeting with Marc and we were able to chat at length about the school, our goals, and whether Western might be a good fit. Since that first conversation, though I’ve not had a class with him, I’ve consistently enjoyed and been challenged by what he writes at his blog, Everyday Theology. He has a fantastic sense of humor, especially for a seminary prof, and as the title of his blog suggests, is passionate about the intersection of theology with life. He is also the director of Western’s Th.M. program, which is one that I’m considering after I complete my M.A. Put it all together and I’m excited by what I’ll be studying, and who I’ll be studying with.


I’m thrilled with how my first semester has gone, and I’m looking forward to the next. I did well in the three classes I took, and also received a number of credits by doing some Advanced Standing testing. Perhaps the most exciting thing is to see the transforming work the Holy Spirit is doing in my heart and life as I learn and live. The combination of school and church and life with my wife have provided me with ample opportunities to grow in practical knowledge and experience, as well as in grace and wisdom.


Today is Saturday, which is awesome. Autumn is beautiful in Portland, and we’ve enjoyed a few relatively precipitation free days. I walked the 2.5 miles to and from school yesterday and it was crisp and brisk and whooshing, colorful leaves were in the air and underfoot. I love this time of year and the changing of seasons.

Shelby’s mom had us over this morning, along with the grandkids and my brother-in-law, for brunch. There were waffles, and bacon, and quiche, and coffee. Incidentally, if you think quiche is lame, forget the name and realize that it’s essentially a pie filled with bacon, egg, cheese, and caramelized oniSTOP DROOLING ON YOUR KEYBOARD! Now that we’ve upheld the legitimacy of quiche as a food suitable for consumption, we can move on to the point of this post.

Well…really there wasn’t one, but it’s Saturday, which is awesome, and now I know how to post on this blog.