Evidently it does so within George Washington University’s InterVarsity Fellowship.
Read article here.
Evidently it does so within George Washington University’s InterVarsity Fellowship.
Read article here.
As you prepare for Christmas, here is a great wealth of gift ideas for “relational giving.” Instead of throwing money and wrapped boxes at people which will be forgotten in a month or two…or 20 minutes, give gifts which will truly create lasting memories.
Check it out: www.rethinkingchristmas.com.
Actually there plenty of other doubts out there to be discussed another time however we have one more message left on our Doubt series at The Garden: “How can the resurrection be true?”
I have had so many great conversation come out of this “Doubt” series I could’ve had a blog solely for the purpose of documenting all of the great discussions with friends and fellow doubters.
I’d be the first to admit that my talks on Sunday mornings haven’t done each question justice as entire books could be and have been written on each subject; but with that said I believe they have been a starting point and I hope, if nothing else, we will be able to continue these conversations into the future.
The six questions we have been focusing on for the particular Doubt series (I see more to come down the road) are:
This Sunday we are focusing on that 6th question: resurrection. Next week (the 15th) will be our Doubt forum which will be a time of Question and Reflection (Q&R) based on all six questions. Should be a great time – if you’re in Baltimore join us.
As of late, one my my favorite musicians has been Zach Williams. I saw Zach perform in Atlanta and later met him in the airport and discovered he’s a good friend of a good friend. Small world.
I absolutely love his music. The sound quality in this video is not the greatest but you can get a feel for him (check out his website for more music). Zach’s voice and style is very, very original and I don’t want to pin him in a genre (such a great mix). To give a glimpse, however, I’d say vocally I there’s a little bit of Gavin Degraw, Ray Lamontagne, and a few others. His style and performance – maybe a little Johnny Cash. His tenacity – Jack Black. His lyrics – off the hinge.
A few reflections on the week:
If you haven’t heard of them, you have to check out TOMS shoes. A business of a different kind.
You may remember some talk of “B Corporations” on this blog a while back. There is essentially a movement of entrepreneurs who are creating a different kind of business – one which has a triple bottom line: 1) create enough profit to be sustainable 2) Be a place which provides solid jobs 3) stimulate social and environmental growth and change.
TOMS Shoes sells themselves as an organization which, for every pair of shoes they sell, gives away a pair of shoes to needy children around the world.
Check them out. I haven’t yet bought a pair but I really like their cause and their shoes. I definitely plan to hook my feet up with some TOMS pretty soon here.
I hope organizations such as TOMS may inspire the world to rethink business and profit as the singular bottom line.
It’s been a busy Halloween around here. Yesterday was a Halloween party at the rec. center which I volunteered at. Today, Jadyn’s school had a “fall festival.” Where I grew up in Ohio, Fall Festivals meant bobbing for apples, tug of war with a hay bale as the center, pumkins and baked goods, and hay rides. Fall Festivals in Baltimore mean jump houses, bbqs, dancing, and hip hop. I’m not sure which I like more – I’ll take them both.
We took the girls trick-or-treating. There’s something about the vines crawling across the rowhouses, leaves gently blowing down the street and covering the sidewalks, the cool fall breeze along with friendly neighbors handing out candy on their stoops which make our neighborhood a great place for trick-or-treating.
Add to that, Matt and his crew (some friends from Arkansas and a few Garden folks) serving up some hot chili, coffee, and hotdogs to the parents for the second year in a row – you can’t beat it.
I need to go through my message for tomorrow one more time (which is on the subject of “hell” no less) and then off to make an appearance at what I’ll call the Striewsqueen Halloween Scream (Laurie and Mike’s party).
Spent the weekend at a hermitage in Pittsburg with a friend, Queen, at The Sisters of St. Francis. $35/night for your own little cabin – you can’t beat it; and Queen’s hermitage even had a wood burning fireplace (we made the place smell like a campfire). The original plan was to visit my usual place of retreat, St. Anselm’s in D.C. however they had no room. So off to Pittsburg we went. I told Mike we should begin a website rating various monasteries and convents - sort of like a hotel-rating site but for hermits and monastics.
While there we read through the Gospel of John (I often forget how intense John’s Gospel is) and spent plenty of time in reflection and conversation. On the way home we hit up the Dennys in the wonderful town of Breezewood, PA (the Las Vegas of central PA).