Wednesday, May 31, 2006
But for now I've got to go out for a celebration lunch in Chiquito's, then to Wetherspoon's and then to the busiest club in Cambridge, Ballare. Now that's how to celebrate, eh, Peter Crouch! There'll be no robot dances on the dance floor tonight I can assure you.
Sunday, May 28, 2006
Thus concludes the edited version of 'The Vision' by Pete Greig.
First exam at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning. Bye for now - I'll be back in the world of blogging on Thursday, with more extreme fanatical football excitement than you can shake your metatarsals at. 12 days to go.
Saturday, May 27, 2006
My distant hope is His 3D.
And my feeble, whispered, faithless prayer invokes a thunderous,
bone-shaking great 'Amen!'
from countless angels,
from hero's of the faith,
from Christ himself.'
Friday, May 26, 2006
(on the inside).
On the outside? They hardly care!
They wear clothes like costumes:
to communicate and celebrate but never to hide.'
I'll tell you something that's incredibly cool. Taking my revision frustration out on some bowling pins and scoring a personal best of 166!! Oh yeah!
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
Breaking the rules.
Shaking mediocrity from its cosy little hide.
Laying down their rights and their precious little wrongs,
Laughing at labels, fasting essentials.
The advertisers cannot mould them.
Hollywood cannot hold them.
Peer-pressure is powerless to shake their resolve at late night parties before the cockerel cries.'
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
'Who can stop them ?
Can hormones hold them back?
Can failure succeed?
Can fear scare them or death kill them?'
Monday, May 22, 2006
But my one problem came cos I'd had to meet friends from Homerton there. And I'd walked and they'd all cycled into town. (Only silly Chrstns cycle to a night out clubbing ... it's insane!) So how do I get back to Homerton and avoid getting a taxi for one? For some of the way I ended up running back alongside the bikes!! One guy even put his hand on my back as he cycled and pushed me along. I've never run soo fast!! Must have been pushing 100mtrs in 10 secs!
What a fun night. Radical.
'Such heroes are as radical on Monday morning as Sunday night.'
Sunday, May 21, 2006
They laugh at 9-5 little prisons.
They could eat caviar on Monday and crusts on Tuesday.
They wouldn't even notice.
They know the meaning of the Matrix, the way the west was won.
They are mobile like the wind, they belong to the nations.
They need no passport...
People write their addresses in pencil and wonder at their strange existence.
They are free yet they are slaves of the hurting and dirty and dying.'
Saturday, May 20, 2006
I want to tell you about an awesome night yesterday running a cafe in Homerton but seeing as I haven't got hold of any photos yet, I'll mention it another time.
I've come up with a plan for how not to waste time thinking of posts this week while I'm supposed to be revising. Each day I'm going to leave you with some thoughts from 'The Vision,' by Pete Greig. As I think I've said before this is something that really inspires me and every day I want to catch hold of more and more of what 'The Vision' is about.
'The vision is an army of young people.
You see bones? I see an army.'
Thursday, May 18, 2006
And how did my night pan out in the end? Well, I had all good intentions to leave the pub at half time and cycle to meeting, knowing that there was a big probability that I'd miss the 2nd half. With the score as it was at half time, the strain to pull myself away was at breaking point but nevertheless on 45 mins, I stepped outside the pub with cycle helmet in hand.
Only to be pelted on by rock solid rain drops - the kind that actually make you flinch. So 'in the interests of safety' I sent a quick apology text message and popped back inside for the 2nd half.
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Continuing in the same vane, I thought I'd update you on my slog through Deuteronomy recently. It's been hard work reading through all the rules and regulations and clauses, sub-clauses and sub-sub-clauses in the contract between God and the Israelites. Sometimes it's been interesting and other times it's been down right tedious.
And then just as I was getting tempted to skip the last few pages and get straight into Joshua I found the most amazingly refreshing passage going in chapter 30.
'The command I am giving ...' This is God talking by the way. 'The command I am giving you today is not too difficult for you to understand or perform. ... Choose Life!'
How clear is that!!
Choose life. It's a phrase made famous in 1996 by the film, 'Trainspotting', and here it is in the Old Testament, from about 3500 years ago.
Cool. Or 'sick' as the young downwidit ruffians of today might say.
Saturday, May 13, 2006
I feel absolutely drained. My face has gone so pale and I've lost my voice. The most astonishing game ever since Istanbul.
I'm sure with time I might feel sorry for West Ham, who played a blinder, but at the moment ... Steven Gerrard. Oh, you are amazing.
Liverpool - FA Cup winners 2006. The greatest cup final ever.
I need a lie down, and so do all the injured Liverpool players.
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Yesterday I was reading a recent article on Yahoo entitled, 'What Would Jesus Direct?'. It's about how Hollywood are increasingly asking themselves that question, after the surprise box office smash of 'The Passion'. Jesus was the master at pulling a crowd and holding their attention. He told entertaining stories which could be heard on many different levels. I'm hoping that Hollywood answer the question, 'What Would Jesus Direct?' with ingenuity and creativity cos I'm not convinced that Jesus would just churn out Biblical epics just for the sake of it....
The article finishes with a comment on the soon to be released 'Da Vinci Code.' I've read the book and found it highly enjoyable, and I'm sure the film will be as well. But some Christians are asking people to boycott the film, cos it contains content about Jesus which they don't agree with. But rather than not going to see it, in an attempt to be a statistic in a Hollywood office somewhere, I'd rather see it with friends and engage with the inevitable conversations and questions raised.
I guess in summary I agree with 2 quotes from the Yahoo article; 'Movies that raise issues are more interesting than movies that try to give answers,' and 'If the whole world wants to talk about Jesus, then let's be ready to have that conversation.'
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
Edge of the bed stuff.
It just gets more and more bizarre - although the theory of them being in Purgery was strongly supported in Jack's episode, wasn't it? Hmm. One thing I do know for sure is that I won't be going out on a Tuesday night for quite a while now. It's the Universityland's television event of the week.
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Over the years Cambridge colleges have been famed for their ducks. And over the years I'm sure the ducks have survived worse threats than bird flu.
But Homerton has never had any resident ducks - probably due to a small excuse for a pond.
Until now. Within the last week, these 4 feathered friends have decided to make Homerton their new home. And no-one's quite sure why?? (escpecially as Homerton is a mess of a building site at the mo)
Maybe the ducks do indeed think that the kind people of Homerton will protect them from the clutches of bird flu! Hmm maybe they're not as daft as they look.
Monday, May 01, 2006
And then I treated myself to the new Snow Patrol album, got home and turned it up loud. After one listen it gets a big thumbs up. I was however slightly intrigued by some similar sounding song titles. The album's called 'Eyes Open', and 3 songs are called 'Hands Open', 'Shut Your Eyes', and 'Open Your Eyes'. Surely, I thought, shut your eyes and open your eyes will contradict themselves, with 1 being positive and the other negative.
But I was wrong and in fact the 2 songs contain some of the stand out lines from an album littered with beautifully penned lyrics. Here are the choruses of those 2 songs:
'Shut your eyes I'll spin the big chair
And you'll feel dizzy light and free
And falling gently on the cushion
You can come and sing to me.'
'Get up get up away from these liars
...Cos they don't see what I see in you
Take my hand, knot your fingers through mine
And we'll walk from this dark room for the last time.
I want so much to open your eyes
Cause I need you to look into mine.'