I order you, O sleeper, to awake. I did not create you to be held a prisoner in hell. Rise from the dead, for I am the life of the dead. Rise up, work of my hands, you who were created in my image.
--an anonymous homily, including in the Office of readings for the Liturgy of the Hours, Holy Saturday. The full text is here.

The latest:With the Eucharist, the Church is born. All of us eat the one bread and receive the one body of the Lord; this means that he opens each of us up to something above and beyond us. He makes all of us one. The Eucharist is the mystery of the profound closeness and communion of each individual with the Lord and, at the same time, of visible ( Read more... )

Has it really been 12 days from my last update? Certainly doesn't feel like it ( Read more... )

Passed comps. That is all.

Well, this week went better than I was expecting ( Read more... )

March is, as predicted, proving just as insane as February. Right now I have three major projects: job searching, studying for comps, and revising a paper on catechesis in the English Penal Law period. To my surprise, job searching is not the project getting ignored right now ( Read more... )

Of all the days for me to wander onto Martin's website to check: July 12, 2011.

Now I just need HBO, and my life will be complete. Well, I suppose a paying job might also be helpful.

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There have been 25 days of the month thus far. On maybe five of them, I did not have a work event happening sometime in the late afternoon/early evening. When I supposed to study for comps again ( Read more... )

In some ways, that's how I could describe my entire chosen career path; as a teacher I will be spending lots of time with people, a part of creation with whom my standard relations can best be termed as "mixed." (To be fair, the only parts of creation I would say I get along well with are cats.) Still, there are some parts of teaching where I would ( Read more... )

I know this is already making the internet rounds, but this is too cool not to mention: One man against forty. Since the one man is a Gurka, I suppose it should have been sixty to be fair.

On a completely unrelated note--well, related in the sense that the first story indicates how minor the second one really is--I recently participated a podcast ( Read more... )