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Friday, May 26, 2006

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Tuesday, May 09, 2006

My thoughts when i am alone (in the computer lab)

What a life we lead.  Another year has come and gone, another sun has set, and here I am, still in school.  I would be lying if I said I loved it.  There are times when the complete opposite is true.  I sit and read and write and think and block out everything else that goes through my mind.   Why?  Because at the end of the day, I know it is to enhance whatever may come.  We jump through hoop after hoop, proving you belong here, all the while, wishing you were already there, the place you see yourself in five, ten years.  Whats stopping me for making a lot of money, paying off my school debt and just going? The back of my head keeps telling me that Africa deservers the best of me, anything less is just insulting.  They dont need another man coming in to challenge their thoughts of polygamy or human responsibility.  They dont need another preacher from on high coming to their distant land and reshaping their notions of the Christian Life. They need a humble brother, willing to come and serve.  They need a voice from the west to defend and affirm their faith and tell the western world that we have so much to learn from them, so much so that we may not understand our own faith without them.  We come from on high, with our wealth and technology, with our medicine and books and all for what?  Do we even know the suffering Christ?  Do we know what it means to give to another entirely?  Do we know what it means to love?  Maybe, but not definitely.  Lord, prepare my heart for what lies ahead.  Make me the man you desire me to be.  Show me what it means to love, to wash the feet of my neighbor, to give of myself.  And when you send me, grant grace to those I will meet.  
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Annasthesia
By The Cinematic Underground/Nathan Johnson
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Wednesday, March 01, 2006

engagement

24 FEB 2006

 

I had been running around all day to make it perfect, making sure everything was ready and I was being the most anal I have ever been about anything.  Evan (one of my roommates) and I dropped the 12 dozen red roses off at La Spiaza (the place where Ariel and I met for the first time) and I left instructions of how I wanted the room to look when we walked (yes, I rented out the coffee shop).  We raced home and I started getting ready for the rest of the afternoon. 

 

It was 2:30 and she had just walked through my front door.  My heart was racing and I couldn’t shake the feeling like I was going to vomit.  I’m sure it had something to do with my dad, since he called me at 8:30 that morning asking if I had thrown up yet.  I answered no, but from then on, it was over.  I felt sick to my stomach for the rest of the day and my only prayer was, “don’t throw up, don’t throw up, please God don’t let me throw up.”  For the record, I didn’t throw up, but I did pee a lot.

 

Anyway, as we left my apartment, the wind hit my face, relieving some of my nerves, and I finally noticed how amazing she looked.  With a gentle smile, she took my arm and we were on our way to relive our first date, an afternoon at the Botanical Gardens in Chicago and dinner.

 

An hour or so later, we arrived at the Gardens.  As we wondered through the labyrinth of fields and grounds, we reflected on our year as a couple, what lead to our relationship, and what this next year would bring.  It was a wonderful time of reflection; however, our time there was brought abruptly to an end.  All the internal gardens were under construction (an important fact I did not see on the website).  So, we made our way to Borders for some tea and a chocolate chip cookie.  We wondered around a bit, looking at books, taking about who knows what and just enjoyed the random awkward conversation we could muster (by this time, I knew she knew something was going to happen tonight and the awkward silences were just hysterical). 

 

We finally were making our way to this sushi shop that we had been to before, but the directions I had gotten was for a different restaurant and we got lost.  By the time we got to the right one, we had discovered that for what ever reason it was closed for the night and we made our way to Moshi-Moshi in Naperville.  

 

Dinner was filled with awkward silences and random bladder control problems, but we made our way through it and were off to La Spiaza. 

 

I took the most random route to the little coffee shop, so that she wouldn’t know where we were going.  About half way there, I asked her to wrap her scarf around her eyes so that she wouldn’t see where we were going and we finally got there.

 

I lead her in and when I told her she could open her eyes, she was greeted with the 12 dozen roses, her brother with a guitar in his hand and another guitar waiting for me to play the song I had spent the last 3 months writing.  I sat down, played, took out the ring and bent on one knee asking her to be my wife. 

 

We kissed, made some sort of indication that she was saying yes and as we embraced, she turned me around and said, “Now, it’s your turn.”  I was completely confused, but I sat down and she pulled out a silver box from her purse. She got on one knee and asked me to marry her.  Completely shocked, I made some sort of affirmation that I would, we embraced again.  But I was not going to let her end the night with the upper hand.  I turned her around and said, “I have one more surprise for you.” With this, both of our families came out from the back of the coffee shop and we spent the rest of the night celebrating the next chapters of our lives. 

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Thursday, February 16, 2006

Responding to a great loss

I have always thought that it is important for Catholicism and Protestantism to reconcile.  Afterall, we serve the one true Reconciler.  In light of this, a friend of mine gave me this article and I hope to make some comments about it.


Coping with conversion 
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David C. Steinmetz
Special to the Sentinel

February 8, 2006

Joshua Hochschild taught medieval philosophy at Wheaton College, an elite evangelical institution 35 miles west of the Chicago Loop. Wheaton is a school whose average student SAT scores compare favorably with SAT scores at Bryn Mawr and the University of Virginia.

Hochschild was a graduate of Yale and Notre Dame, and an adult convert to evangelical Christianity. By all accounts, he was a popular teacher and was widely regarded as a shoo-in for tenure.

However, his decision to become a Roman Catholic forced the college to choose between its genuine desire to keep him as a faculty member and its long-established policy of hiring and promoting only evangelical Protestants. In the end, the traditional policy won and Hochschild was terminated. He now teaches philosophy at the less prestigious Roman Catholic college, Mount St. Mary's, in Emmitsburg, Md.

Conversion from Protestantism to Catholicism is nothing new. Probably the most famous convert of all time was John Henry Cardinal Newman, who converted to Catholicism in 1845 and chronicled his slow pilgrimage from Canterbury to Rome in his classic autobiography, Apologia pro vita sua.

But there have been other converts since Newman, including in recent years a string of former evangelicals. Probably the best-known conversion among evangelical Protestants was the conversion of Tom Howard, himself a graduate of Wheaton ('57) and the son of a prominent evangelical family.

Evangelicals who convert to Roman Catholicism or Eastern Orthodoxy are often looking for a richer sacramental life or a greater sense of connection with ancient Christian tradition than they can find in evangelical Protestantism. Sometimes, as in the case of Hochschild, they admire the long and self-confident intellectual tradition they see embodied in medieval philosophy and theology. Potential converts who read Thomas Aquinas or Duns Scotus discover a complex and nuanced intellectual tradition that makes the intellectual tradition of some Evangelicals look particularly thin.

Conversion provides no ecumenical solution to the problems created by the divisions in Christendom. Conversion is a personal decision to leave one Christian community, now judged by the convert to be unsatisfactory (for whatever reasons), in order to unite with a new and different Christian community, perceived by the convert to be much more satisfactory. Converts have decided to change ecclesiastical teams, but the teams themselves remain largely unchanged by their conversion.

Converts usually see their conversion as an opportunity to gain something they lack, something they desperately want. But conversion is almost always a matter of both gains and losses. Some losses are inevitable. Converts to Catholicism or Orthodoxy may gain what they regard as a richer sacramental life, but they also lose the right to receive communion with their Protestant family and friends.

All of which complicated the case of Joshua Hochschild. If Hochschild had been a cradle Catholic, his Catholicism would have been less of a threat to the identity of evangelicals at Wheaton. But Hochschild had been an evangelical Protestant, had participated in its intellectual and religious life, and found them wanting.

What Wheaton intended to do by terminating Hochschild was preserve its religious identity. To the extent it restored the status quo, it succeeded. But it also succeeded in creating the impression that its religious identity was exceedingly fragile, so fragile that it could be undermined by the retention of one untenured Roman Catholic convert.

Ironically, in April 2002, Wheaton College hosted a conference in which Evangelicals and Roman Catholics celebrated their growing cooperation at the grass-roots level and their increasing appreciation for what they shared in common. One of the two keynote addresses of the dialogue was given by Francis Cardinal George, the archbishop of Chicago. The way forward to greater cooperation and deeper understanding seemed clear, perhaps even unproblematic.

Which is why the firing of Hochschild was such an unanticipated and unwelcome surprise. Catholics understandably feel betrayed by the actions of people they thought they knew and were coming to trust, and wonder how firmly entrenched and immovable the old evangelical attitudes still are.

It's a question evangelicals can answer only by actions. If evangelicals still want -- as I think they do -- improved relations with Roman Catholics, they must be willing to put their old identity at risk. They must learn to trust people they have never trusted before. There is no special exemption from this rule for evangelicals or Roman Catholics.

But if the identity is worth saving, it is worth the risk.

David C. Steinmetz is the Amos Ragan Kearns Professor of the History of Christianity at the Divinity School of Duke University in Durham, N.C.



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To no one's surprise (that is if you read anything i write) I have great trouble with any definition that comes before our identity in Christ Jesus our Lord.  We should primarily be about the Gospel and bring it to every corner of this world.  We should be about the Lord's Prayer, where we pray that his will be done on earth as it is in Heaven.  We should be about loving our enemies, our neighbors, our poor, our hungry, our lost, our homeless, our people.  But for whatever reason, we are not.  We are more concerned about being comfortable, safe, and stable. 

Wheaton has demonstrated that.  Instead of leading evangelicalism to be an institution that defines the life of the Christian Mind, it has become suspect on whether or not Wheaton knows what it means to love your God with all your heart, all your soul and all your mind.  We have lost so many that have defined this for us as students of Wheaton: Dr.
Hochschild, Dr. Noll, Dr. Lisa McMinn, Dr. Mark McMinn, and countless others during my time here.  Who will be next? Are we witnessing an exodus out of the heart of Evangelicalism?  Who knows?  But my hope is that i will never be ashamed in investing so much of my time and energy here.

Lord, make us uncomfortable, unsafe, unstable.  make us more like you: humble, meek, loving. 
Make us more like you: passionate, joyful, honest.  Make us be in the business of bring forth your kingdom here and now.
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Friday, February 10, 2006

here's that survey

How Liberal / Conservative Are You?


Your Political Profile

Overall: 15% Conservative, 85% Liberal
Social Issues: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal
Personal Responsibility: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal
Fiscal Issues: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal
Ethics: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal
Defense and Crime: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal



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