After a whirlwind week of grading final projects, leading worship for Christmas Eve, and preaching on Christmas morning, I got on a plane yesterday to fly up to Oakland, for some much needed time off with Gretchen’s family.
So far, this “time off” has included 15 people in one house, 6 screaming kids, one sick baby (ours), a midnight bowling adventurer that prominently features a bright pink ball under blacklights and 50 cent beers, all under the dark covering of pouring rain.
We’re making plans to see all of the family up here, including my gene mom, Linda, and her family, the whole Arntsen side of the clan at the compound in Woodside, and my sister and her family in the San Jose area.
What I will not be doing much of, is blogging. When I return in January, however, there are some great things coming down the pipe, including a retrospective on the history of Christian Fundamentalism and Evangelicalism, and my thoughts on what it means to be both a Missional Christian and a pre-millenialist.
Until then, enjoy the holidays.
Hey, you’re not that far from us… if you get a day that you have nothing better to do, hop in the car, run over here and we’ll show you why everyone (and no one else!) should move to the hills. I won’t hold my breath, I know how those family “gotta see everybody” trips go.
Either way, happy new year.
Remind me, Michael, that I have a book to lend you: The Battle for God by Karen Armstrong. If you’re going to tackle fundamentalism, she can’t be missed.