Saturday, March 31, 2007

Post Spread Thin

I've had a great week.

- I got mewithoutYou's latest record and have been listening to it a lot. It makes me want to speak only in poems and change the world, which are maybe not entirely unrelated.
- Met my good friend Will for a $2 lunch ... then randomly ran into him two days later. I feel enriched to know such an individual.
- There were some fantastic lectures this week. Not that that would be out of the ordinary, but, it happened this week too.
- I shared dinner, laughs, and good conversation with some great people, old friends from Uxbridge and new friends from places I don't recall.
- I've discovered areas on which I can spiritually improve. God help me.
- Progress is being made toward a part-time and full-time job for this summer.
- I wrestled with my brother and tossed him in the trunk twice.

Sunday, March 18, 2007

Day 18

Day 18
Originally uploaded by the fod.
Nobody takes me seriously anymore. Bank loans, pick-up lines, job interviews ... all denied.

And I'm skeptical, if I make any major decisions during this month will I remain true to them as of April 1st? I mean, participating in Mustache March represents such a serious lack of judgement on my part ... can I be held responsible for any decision, opinion, bias or expression over the next fourteen days?

Yes, yes I can. Because my mustache ... is awesome.

Tuesday, March 6, 2007


I'm writing an essay on a diverse community called to live in unity, to genuinely love others – the Church as a visible representative of God. A couple things hit me. First, the fact that God would trust us to be his representatives, we're definitely not capable of representing deity. Finite humanity as a proxy for the infinite supernatural – we fall so incredibly short. So, in the most graceful move of all, God offers his love to us so that we can give that away. Supernatural, unfathomable love, overflowing our finite pockets. If we're tapped in to this extravagant love, it's almost like we have no choice but to give it away, it's going to be spilling all over anyway.
My second thought continues from that. What an honour it is to be trusted with love – trusted to give it away. What goes around, comes around. If we don't empty our pockets, we won't be able to fill them again. We would be losing the privilege to love.

I'm using U2's song 'One' in this essay. Specifically the line celebrating unity amidst diversity, “We’re one, but we’re not the same. We get to carry each other”. There's the privilege again, we GET to carry each other. I wept through the entire performance of the song with Mary J. Blige. The melody changes, the black woman in harmony with an Irish man, the heaviness of the empty seats, Mary just givin'er, the sweet simplicity of unison, the darkness of shadows, the humility of Bono kissing Mary's hand. After considering this topic so deeply, the impact of the performance hit me at the same level.

Often times, the Church is so far from representing God in all his love. I'm glad to have so many giving people around me who show love in all it's extravagance. I sure hope I do the same.

Sunday, March 4, 2007

Day 4

Day 4
Originally uploaded by the fod.
It has begun. Mustache March may lose me some friends, then again, it may make me some enemies.