If you were totally lost when I was talking about being an ENFP, take the Keirsey Temperament Sorter II

More on me:
Idealists are enthusiastic, they trust their intuition, yearn for romance, seek their true self, prize meaningful relationships, and dream of attaining wisdom.
Idealists pride themselves on being loving, kindhearted, and authentic.
Idealists tend to be giving, trusting, spiritual, and they are focused on personal journeys and human potentials.
Idealists make intense mates, nurturing parents, and inspirational leaders.

I just found out Rich Lusk will be preaching here Sunday night. He’ll also be here for Dabney this weekend. Goodie.

Hip hip hooray!

Uttered from the fingers of Tim Gallant:

“Okay, okay. So I have finally broken under the barrage of pressure from the likes of John Barach, Bishop Bill, and Rick Capezza, and put my hand into the blog bucket.”

Oh what gifts persistence will bring me.

An interesting thought from a message board….any thoughts?

“What should we think of pregnant mothers who take communion? I am not at all concerned about them consuming alcohol. I think consumption of wine is quite appropriate for all ages. What I have in mind is the fact that the child is receiving the elements. One might argue that the child receives in a “secondary” fashion. Still, nonetheless, the child does receive them.
Lest you think I am trying to start a paedocommunion fued let me assure you that I am not. I am not compelled one way or the other with regard to that dispute. In fact, I’ve not read any debates on the matter. I am just wondering what we make of pregnant women at the Table. More specifically, does the child receive the elements (in terms of blessing) just as the mother does?”

My feet hurt.

One thing I really don’t understand is people that overcook their steak. Rare or medium rare…why would you want anything more cooked than that? You totally lose the flavor once all the pink is gone.

“This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down his life for us.” 1 John 3:16

Sacrifice. I have come to the conclusion that this is what it is all about. Nine letters; three syllables. Such a small word, yet so many levels of meaning. Although I think Christ probably died on a March 25, tomorrow is the day which the Christian calendar recognizes the greatest sacrifice in history. For those who sacrifice for Lent, we have sacrificed at least one thing for 38 days. For those of you who are Christians, we live a life of sacrifice. We sacrifice ourselves daily. As Romans 12 tells us, we are living sacrifices. When we read the Word, we are consecrated. We are cut up by the double-edged sword. We are…a sacrifice. Like Christ, we love each other by laying down our life. By sacrifice. We sacrifice ourselves to serve others. We sacrifice our wishes to give life to others. This is what Christ did for us. Yeah, I think that this word pretty much sums it up. Life is about…sacrifice.

“But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” Romans 5:8

The new Spiderman trailer is out. I like the first one better, but there are a few cool scenes in this one.

I am a little confused by Cedar Springs Presbyterian Church in Knoxville. If you are in the PCA, you will remember it as the church accused of having a woman preach. As far as I know, it denied it repeatedly. Now, not to say that women going to seminary means they are going to preach, but having five seminarians at your church, all of which are women, says something about your church. And to make it public?

Some things in life are very frustrating. Take for instance, teaching. It has its benefits. And the pros greatly outweight the cons. But it can be very frustrating. At the university today, I was reviewing comma rules for the umpteenth time. Since it was Spring Break for many students, one of my students brought her two children to class. After spending the entire hour going over comma rules, the eight year old walks up to me and says, “So when joining two independent clauses with a coordinating conjunction, you use a comma, but when joining two clauses, one independent and one dependent, you don’t use a comma, right?” I wanted to scream! Here was an eight year old understanding, in one hour, what has taken my students all semester. I almost asked her to add my class. And she took perfect notes too. I always thought it would be much more difficult to teach young children, but now I am not so sure.