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*blog:new-departures|New Departures*
If it isn't immediately obvious, this blog is in "archive mode," but our adventures continue.
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*blog:nat-john|Homily for the Nativity of St. John the Forerunner*
Sing, O barren one: Shout for joy you who have borne no children. Rejoice and exult, proclaim the greatness of the wonderworking God, who makes deserts run with flowing streams, and transforms wastelands into fertile valleys. For today, she who was called barren gives birth, and even in her old age she brings forth a son, who is the greatest of the prophets, full of the Spirit from his mother’s womb. Elizabeth bears John the Forerunner, and rejoicing with her, we keep the feast. The mouth of Zechariah is opened, and we open our mouths with him to bless the God of Israel, who has come to his people and set them free. We open our mouths to laud the King who has raised up for us a mighty salvation, according to his ancient and eternal promises.

*blog:easter4b-2012|Good Shepherd Sunday*
Shine the light of your resurrection upon us, Good Lord, and reveal yourself to us in your risen glory. Open our eyes to see you, open our ears to hear your voice, open our hearts to know and love you, and draw us into your fold, that we may indeed be the people of your pasture, and the sheep of your hand.

*blog:palm-sunday|Palm Sunday Sermon*
Prepare ye the way of the Lord – Make straight in the desert a highway for our God. Behold, Zion, your King comes to you, humble, and riding on a donkey. Blessed is he that cometh in the name of the Lord.

*blog:black-friday|A Black Friday Street Sermon*
At 0-Dark 30, before expectant crowds waiting in line to get into a big box store with a fabulous sale.
I select my place strategically, where I am well lit and can be well heard; with something behind me that I am not crept up upon.
As is my custom, I am wearing a simple black robe, and no shoes, and carrying only a Bible. I have no signs; I am the sign.

*blog:summer-update|Nathaniel and Sarah — Summer 2010*
Summer is winding through its warm and lazy course in the woods of Wisconsin. July was oppressively hot and muggy; the sort of weather that prompts one to sit back and sip lemonade or iced tea, and swat at mosquitoes. But it seems Sarah and I have done everything but relax!

*blog:theo-conf|Nathaniel's First Theological Conference*
This weekend I trekked down to Wheaton for a conference entitled “NT Wright: Jesus, Paul, and the People of God.” It was my first ever theological conference, and I strongly suspect not my last. And it was awesome. It truly blew my mind.


I have to confess, some of it was probably the celebrity factor. It was awesome and inspiring just to be in the same room with such great theological minds. There was an eerie similarity between the name tags of the speakers and high rollers and the names on bookspines on my shelf.

*blog:happy-new-year|Happy New Year*
A new year has come along, and we’ve got one semester of Nashotah House under our belts, and another looming on the horizon. At such an auspicious moment, I thought that I would take a few moments to reflect on and share some of the things that we have been doing and learning and thinking about over the past few months.

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*blog:nashotah-anglican-orthodox-conference|Nashotah Anglican - Orthodox Conference*
This weekend I had the privilege of witnessing what may very well have been an historic event. Nashotah House hosted an Anglican-Orthodox Ecumenical conference, which, besides being quite interesting and inspiring, was also quite well-attended by men who wear purple and tall hats. Seriously — I don't think I have seen so many Bishops in the course of my whole life — much less in one room.

Thursday night, I matriculated. That's right. I signed my name in the Book, and I'm now officially a Son of the House. Which means, among other things, I now have the opportunity to be buried in the Nashotah House cemetery. Not sure if I'll take them up on that, though—I think I wait till after graduation to decide. (Lord willing that I graduate, and indeed that I live that long.)

*blog:general-update|Starting Classes*
After one (disorienting) week of orientation, and two weeks of classes at Nashotah House, I can report, quite gladly, that we are thoroughly enjoying ourselves. Thus far, life here is both what we expected and what we wanted. We are having a blast.

*blog:bumpy-beginnings|Bumpy Beginnings*
Sarah and I are on the road again. Well, sort of.

*blog:new-blog-channel:the-oyster-man|New Blog Channel: the Oyster Man*
For those of you interested in my (Nathaniel's) ongoing thinking and writing, I've started a new blog: the Oyster Man. The Oyster Man is going to be a miscellany from all the diverse things that I am studying, reading, and thinking about, and updated in proportion to the amount of free time and energy that I have.

*blog:pilgrim-road-retooled|Pilgrim Road Retooled*
Some of you may have been wondering what the fate of this website will be now that we have come back to the US. I am glad to report that, while we are no longer traveling in the subcontinent, the pilgrimage is far from over. In the spirit of that ongoing pilgrimage, I have been doing some work over here at our homepage. Here's a quick update on what's new and what's coming up.

*blog:americans-confused-about-spiritual-maturity|Americans Confused about "Spiritual Maturity"*
The Barna Group has just released an interesting study that gets to the heart of something I have felt about American faith for some time: a lack of clarity on what it means to “be” or to “make” a disciple.

*blog:day-in-the-life|A Day in the Life of a Child*
Here is a draft of the short movie I put together for the PEB. I follow a day in the life of a child in a Pakistani village.

*blog:indian-stations-of-the-cross|Indian Stations of the Cross*
This year's Good Friday liturgics emanating from the Vatican featured meditations for the Stations of the Cross written by Archbishop Thomas Menamparampil of Gwahati (India). Besides being a very nice contemporary presentation of the Stations, the wisdom and experience of the Indian Church is beautifully interwoven throughout the text.

*blog:pakistan-and-other-news|Pakistan and Other News*
Sarah and I have had a very busy couple of weeks! As the six-month mark of our journey approached, hotel clerks began to ask us about it. (Our visa lasts for ten years, but tourists are only permitted to stay for six months at a time.) So we had to make plans to leave the country.

The autorickshaw-wallah is a minor lord of the Indian underworld. His travels and his mobility make him well-networked, and well-known amongst those who do things unseen by the law. He is accountable to no law but his own, for rarely does the law check his behavior. He feels no remorse lying plainly to the face of his customer if it will make him an extra fifty rupees. He is greedy, and he grows fat on commissions from a whole litany of shady deals.

*blog:amazing-picture|Amazing Picture*
They say a picture is worth a thousand words. Some of them are worth even more. This picture encapsulates our time in India with effortless humor.

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