YouTube does Job.

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In tribute of my home and native land . . . happy birthday Canada. I invite you to view Conan.

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I saw the “medieval tech support” video on YouTube the other day, and it reminded me of Marshall McLuhan’s work and the excellent recent book by Shane Hipps, The Hidden Power of Electronic Culture: How Media Shapes Faith, the Gospel, and Church. 

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Media history – media future If the medium and the message are intrinsically linked what might the gospel look like in our connective world? peace, dwight

Over the weekend Lynette, Pascal and I visited a Mennonite church, and I was undone by a hymn we sang together. Here it is:

Will you let me be your servant, let me be as Christ to you?
Pray that I might have the grace to let you be my servant, too.

We are pilgrims on a journey; we are trav’lers on the road.
We are here to help each other walk the mile and bear the load.

I will hold the Christ-light for you in the night time of your fear.
I will hold my hand out to you, speak the peace you long to hear.

I will weep when you are weeping, when you laugh I’ll laugh with you.
I will share your joy and sorrow till we’ve seen this journey through.

When we sing to god in heaven, we shall find such harmony,
born of all we’ve known together of Christ’s love and agony.

Will you let me be your servant, let me be as Christ to you?
Pray that I might have the grace to let you be my servant, too.

Peace, dwight

Postmodernity

The course examines the interplay of philosophical, theological, sociological, historical, and cutting-edge theories of culture that affect what is commonly known as “postmodernist” thought and professional practice. Students will understand what culture is and why it must be “engaged” in all dimensions of both theology and ministry. Topics include digital technology, cyberculture, music, and the global consumer economy.

So You, too...

by Denise Levertov

So you, too, are a part of me. My solitude

always beginning, as grass grows, is a tide

running at daybreak out of the grayrose east

to slide over the sand, encircle

the drowned beauty, the dead bird, the old boot;

my life explores the caves, pours into pools,

hunts with the starry hunters. I stretch out

fingers of grass, fingers of flame, and touch

my own name engraved on air, own flesh

walking towards me down a dream. I wheel

as a wave pounces, unmask the stranger:

you too a part of me, I enter the gate of your eyes,

my beggar, my brother, answer of the sea.

I’ve been visiting and revisiting Denise and her magic pen since returning from Len & Liz Sweet’s Orcas Island home last week. While with the Sweets and other friends, I shared part of my desire to find fresh perspective in some specific spheres of life, toward that end Len guided me back to Levertov’s green pastures.

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My nephew, Glendon, sent me a link to a few videos by Vintage21. Too funny. Click on the images to stream the clips.

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My friend JPaul sent me a link to a really interesting animated short by J. J. Sedelmaier. It appeared on SNL. Click here to watch it.

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