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Wednesday "If there was/were a chapel, I'd skip it" Edition: [You're evil and unpious.--ed.] I should say not. In fact, there is a legitimate question whether I'm free to attend chapel, now that...we'll get to that. [I hate you for this.--ed.] I'm sorry; it had to be done. Are you going to leave me? [To whom shall I go? You ignore the words of eternal life.--ed.] Oh, stop it. [But in all seriousness, I can't leave you. I love you; I'm a part of you. I think you're completely wrong, that you go to the "high places," but I go with you, if only to keep watch. If I go, you'll forget everything we've learned so far. You'll forget our people.--ed.] A very Jewish way you say that. [It was purposeful.--ed.] And I can't do that; I never would.
One thing I love about where I am is the theological journal we get as students here: the Presbyterion. Always awesome stuff. That one guy with the evil twin brother named Clarence wrote one: "Toward a Hermeneutic of Imitation: The Imitation of Christ in the Didascalia Apostolorum." I'd bet "Uncle Bryan" would read that, especially to check in on his old classmate.
But our humble journal is the best, and most interesting material heresy I've ever read. [I know, right?--ed.] Here's my strategy: There are 3 essays in every issue. I see by the titles which ones grab me irresistibly (An essay titled, "Really Exhibited and Conferred: [Baptismal Regeneration somethingorother]" by Rich Lusk still wins the prize for the greatest thing I've read in it all time. I love you, Rich Lusk.) and then I am effectually drawn to read Jim Pakala's contribution every time. He always titles it, "A Librarian's On [Somewhat obscure passage of OT Scripture you've never read, or barely so]". Sheesh. Some librarian. This guy is possibly the smartest man at this whole place. If you need to be intellectually humbled, just read anything this guy writes. And it's the best &^#! thing in the issue every time. Step 3 is to look for 1) anything in the issue written by Calhoun, and 2) "Captain Jack." The final section is book reviews, and as a person who reads books (though not enough, and not the right books, it would seem) this might be my favorite part.
Anyway, I unashamedly keep issues from 5 years ago. I told the editor it was possibly my favorite part of this school. True truth. I'd give them away to my educated hawkmaster friends and pianists and whatnot. A seminary education minus the $6000 or whatever it is now per year.
Oh, and I'm Catholic. All the way. The End. (For now.)

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Unknown said…
I wondered how long you'd wait with the Tiber water pooling up at your feet before you'd say something here, comrade. :-) In any case, surely you can attend chapel if you wish, no? That would be awful if you couldn't ever worship with your Protestant brothers and sisters.
Bryan Cross said…
Welcome home, my friend.

In the peace of Christ,

- Bryan

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