| | Lord, thank you for slowing time down for me.
I suppose I would have missed a lot of things. Present yourself more clearly in the days to come. I have your word to guide me and yet I'm neglecting the guideposts. Dust is the enemy of piety. It lays down more and more guilt as layer after layer builds up. Dust on the Bible- that's what I'm contemplating. I recognize that having two Bibles is a sign of piety - maybe I should have a pocket one that will osmose its way into my consciousness through every waking moment.
Good Friday looms.
The Lord spent his last days with his disciples, instilling in them the discipline of servants, the wisdom of sages, and the heart of saints: all has been recorded in these pages and it eluded them and still eludes me. The lessons of today are those same lessons that Christ taught. To invoke His name in a time like this is soothing. It beckons me closer into his bosom. I am drawn by my Lord, leaving behind a cloud of anxiety and dreariness. The Cross emerges as the central focus of history for the lost and the weary - those who have been lost in a dry and weary land.
Kyrie Elieson. I ask for Christ's mercy because I am assured that it has already been granted to me because of my standing before the throne. The Holy Spirit isn't waiting around till Pentecost 2007 to enter into me. It has been present for 22 years, guiding and protecting me in my way - I see in me a dark and shapeless void - He sees a sign saying "another work in progress" and He smiles. Joy and triumph. "Another work in progress" brought to you by "He who died". It is enough. Amen and Amen.
Maybe I haven't clarified enough lately. I desire to preach the Gospel. This Gospel which I have so brokenly and awkwardly elucidated in an impromptu declaration just prior to this. Mindful of the immense burden faced by today's bearers of the Gospel, and recognizing the central need for instruction and intensive contemplation prior to entering into the ministry, I am desirous of a spot in a Fall 2008 Masters of Divinity program at a to-be-announced seminary. It is exciting and thrilling to realize that it is not very far away now. I can definitely attest to the dramatic need for increased self-examination and a pronounced development of my contemplative disciplines, but I am seeking the counsel of great men in my preparations.
I have five classes left in my POLS program and I shall satisfy the requirements of my degree program by studying at the Laurentian Leadership Centre this fall, meaning that I will graduate with a POLS major and a Philosophy minor in December of 2007. 
The Laurentian Leadership Centre will be my opportunity to apply my 'skills' to real-life situations.
However, it is my hope that I will actually find work this summer that will also use these same 'skills' in real-life situations, thus preparing me more comprehensively for political action than my previous summer jobs have. Treeplanting is good for the soul but tough on the mind.
Christ Church Cathedral, Victoria BC
Rosanna is taking me to this stunning display of ingenuity and craftsmanship for a Good Friday service in two days.
I am looking forward to Mozart's Requiem.
It was only a year ago that Rosanna and I embarked on our 2nd date of our brief time together and it was to the Orpheum's hosting of Mozart's Requiem that we traveled. Our time was wonderful together. It included an incredible variety of activities and concluded with a delightfully romantic desert for two along the waterfront. (For music buffs, you may be interested to know that this particular performance of the Requiem included one thing that probably still haunts the CBC Radio Orchestra and its conductor: a movement that began in disarray resulting in a restart. Restarting a fine orchestral piece: that's remarkable. I'm glad that I could have been a part of it.
Life beckons. Make more of it than the last guy did. Or stand back and watch others rush by in a theology-of-glory induced coma. I know I should, but I'm not sure if I do, prefer the theology-of-the-cross. Oh Luther, Calvin and co. You reduce me to a heap of dutchness.
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