quarter life catharsis

Saturday, August 12, 2006

Raindrops keep fallin on my head...

In the middle of an Athenian August night, it's a cool 66 degrees with a light and steady breeze and no humidity to speak of. God is good...so good that I had to walk through North Campus tonight after a great Italian dinner, just because....because the weather was too perfect not to, because I've got scores of thoughts careening through an overly anxious mind...thoughts that need to be distilled into coherence. And if for no other reason, I'm an official alum of the University of Georgia now; never to be a student here again. And I'm at peace about that. Really. I've enjoyed the sweet season of academia God has ordained for me. It is a rich blessing, but I'm thankful for something new, something far more challenging and exhilarating than graduate school.

As I type, a few friends walk by and say hello. Freshmen, visibly uncomfortable in their new town, pace along the streetside trying to orient themselves to the next four years of their lives. As I look over my right shoulder to check out the car whose owner has apparently removed its muffler, I get my first glance of the little surprise a pigeon sitting in the tree above me left...on my arm. Funny, didn't even feel it hit.

You've got to be @%$# kidding me...I've just been hit again! Honestly, who gets nailed twice in one sitting? Now my pants are all messed up. Blasted birds...gotta do a load of wash when I get home now. I'd take a picture of these poop stains, but the little camera on my Macbook is not working at the moment, convenient...I know.

Anyway, the original reason I pulled out my laptop and started this post was not to report on the weather...or my official status in relation to the state's flagship institution. Nor was it my desire to broadcast the defecation patters of Athenian pigeons. Rather, my purpose...my goal in this short little post......@#$%*&!!!! WHOA!!! Glad I moved....a huge dollop of poo just landed in the seat across from me. Hang on a second....I've got to move tables.

alright, I'm back and set up at another table now. So, back to the main point behind this post: I'm writing to publicly express my regret. Regret for letting the last few posts be the only ones in months. For whatever it's worth, I'd planned on being a more prolific blogger this summer. But alas, it was not to be. Now that grad school and finals and last-minute term projects are over...life is gaining a bit more structure, a bit more of a foreseeable schedule.

So, as I complete my RUF study program this fall, I long to share the richness of Scripture and Gospel theology with you, my 2 or 3 regular readers. Seriously though, I intend to share what I am learning, what I am living, what God is doing. In the process, I will appreciate your patience if it turns out I can only share once a week, or maybe even less.

But even more than your patience, I ask you for your prayer. In fact, I beg of you...mention me and the ministry of RUF and the students it will impact next time you approach the throne of grace...the seat of the Living God. We are but feeble and broken instruments...but the instruments are being moved by the hand of Omnipotence and perfect wisdom. Let us all, as the ransomed people of the one, true God petition Him to work out the salvation of His elect at UGA, whether they are presently in the fold or not. Let's ask that His universal call for all men to repent and believe would pierce deeply the hearts of obstinate prodigals. Let's ask Him to use redeemed rebels to woo home still-running rebels. That's asking a lot, but I know you're up to it. So thank you...and goodnight.
Posted by Ben at 9:35 PM

2 Comments:

I can't believe it took you three poops (and two hits) to change tables. You have a master's degree.

Or were you playing with your whoopee cushion widget, giving the pigeons ideas?
Blogger Jason, at August 13, 2006 10:26 PM  
To be honest, I think I did give the whoopee cushion widget a crank or two (it makes me happy, so lay off!)...maybe that subconscioulsy inspired the pigeons to let em rip.
Blogger Ben, at August 14, 2006 4:30 PM  

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