Weekly Meanderings

The meanderings are a little late this weekend as I spent all last week at the Cornerstone music festival. See if you can find me in this photo  from the Flatfoot 56 show (the theme at the show was “Shark Week”). I’ll be posting on the festival sometime; until then, here’s some stuff I came across this week…

1. None of us are leading Biblical lives

2. Is it unbiblical for moms to work outside the home?

3. Motherhood: a blog fight, a culture war, and grace

4. Where are the female Christian communicators?

5. Broken by the church

6. Feeling judged by the Church

7. Reconciliation personified

8. Having fun in Church

9. Hanna-Barbera theology

10. Stuff Christians Like: the “everyone is on vacation” church service

11. Why Christians are jerks online

12. Be careful what you worship on July 4th

13. Shane Claiborne on Interdependence

14. How to build new habits

15. Ron Rosenbaum on the New Agnostics

16. A review of (1) “Evolving in Monkey Town” and (2) another review

17. The Christian Hipster bookshelf (how many have you read?)

18. Top 10 books of the first half of 2010

19. Study finds people read more slowly on e-readers

20. Top 20 songs of the first half of 2010

21. BeliefNet sold to (1) BN Media and (2) further information

22. Thoughts on penalty kicks

Have a great week!

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A Prayer

I wish, O son of the Living God, ancient eternal King,
for a secret hut in the wilderness that it may be my dwelling.

A very blue shallow well to be beside it, a clear pool for
washing away sins through the grace of the Holy Ghost.

A beautiful wood close by all around it on every side,
for the nurture of many-voiced birds, to shelter and hide it.

Facing the south for warmth, a little stream across it’s enclosure,
a choice ground with abundant bounties, which would be good for every plant.

A few sage desciples, I will tell their number,
humble and obedient, to pray to the King

Four threes, three fours, fit for every need,
two sixes in the church, both south and north.

Six couples in addition to me myself,
praying through the long ages to the King who moves the sun.

A lovely church decked with linen, a dwelling for God of Heaven;
then, bright candles over the holy white Scriptures.

One room to go to for the care of the body, without wantoness,
without vuloptuousness, without meditation of evil.

This is the housekeeping I would undertake, I would choose it without concealing;
fragrant fresh leaks, hens, speckled salmon, bees.

My fill of clothing and of food from the King of good fame,
and for me to be sitting for a while praying to God in every place.

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