17 December 2005

Snagging his new ball
All the loot...
Playing with some of his new toys
Now how did...
Taking a Spanish pause from the hard work
Now this is fun stuff!
Rip and tear!
Getting ready...
Micah prepares to rip into his presents
Micah with Santa
Breakfast with Santa
Micah with Mrs. Claus (aka Cynthia from Bogart Library)

10 December 2005

Micah's Santa suit
Not sure what caption would work best...
Dedication Sunday at church
Standing up
Micah lookin' smooth

24 November 2005

It's mine... it's MINE!
Almost crawling...
Another play time shot

11 November 2005

Dialectics of Suspicion

I'm finally starting to formulate a vocabulary to name the difficulties I have with new historical and other "hermeneutics of suspicion"-style treatments of Christianity. It's not that there's critique simpliciter--theologians and pastors critique parts of Christian thought and practice all the time. It's that critical theorists treat the Bible and Augustine and such entities in manners that would make little or no sense to pastors and theologians.

Of course, as soon as this occurred to me, it became evident that "anti-intellectual" (a misleading designation in most cases) Christian writers treat critical theory in similarly uncharitable manners. I wonder whether some sort of hermeneutic of sympathy might serve as an antithesis for both parties to their hermeneutics of suspicion. I know Kenneson taught us to read this way long before I thought these thoughts, but it's just now occurred to me to look at it in terms of hermeneutics.

At any rate, I might try to theorize about this a bit more and include some of it in my thinking-out-loud when I present on an article on King Lear next week--it exhibits the normal moves of suspicion, and it could present an opportunity to propose different models of reading to the class--I think I've earned enough respect to make this move; I suppose I'll find out with some certainty if I make that move Wednesday.

09 November 2005

Micah and his favorite bear have a few laughs before going to the churchin' house
Micah in his Sunday go to meetin' clothes
Micah and Dad in Johnson City
Micah and Mom in Johnson City
Too cute...
Micah and Mom showing off their Fall looks
He's pumped up about his pumpkin costume
Micah getting ready for Halloween at school

07 November 2005

Proposal Approved

And so I'm going to Atlanta in April...

It looks like the three papers for our Merchant of Venice panel have gone through, and I'll be able to add another conference paper to my CV. Now I've got to resolve this next summer to work up a paper for submission to journals.

Oh yeah... and I've got to write a Merchant of Venice paper...



04 November 2005

Abstract Done

Sure I've got more work to do, but my abstract for April's Shakespeare and Pop Culture panel is done, so I'll blog.

Last weekend Mary and Micah and I took a trip back to Johnson City that turned out more bittersweet than I expected. It was good to see folks at ESR and Milligan and West Main and in the area in general, but for the first time, Johnson City did not feel like home. I came to realize that I've become more a part of Georgia than I am a part of Tennessee, and that pill was a bit hard to swallow. On the other hand, I had my first real homecoming to the Athens area Sunday evening.

I've been listening to Clark Pinnock's recent lectures at ESR, and I'm glad I didn't give up after his first two lackluster lectures. Number three showed improvement, and the final lecture was phenomenal. I've never read any of his books, but his history of and vision for the loose coalition called evangelical gives me new energy in my own academic and ecclesial pursuits, and I've got some new thoughts to digest with regards to my own Bible teaching. I might blog about this later.

Mary and I also made a Mr. K's run on this trip, and I've been enjoying Allen Mandelbaum's translation of The Aeneid that I picked up. To think that I've got a favorite translator of Latin texts is amusing; I suppose I'm getting closer and closer to becoming a real live academic.

I hope that this post will signal a pickup in my old blogging habits; reading back on my EC-era blog, I'd like to be able to reproduce some of that energy here. Here's hoping.

17 October 2005

Micah hamming it up once more
Micah the bear rider
Raise the roof!
That's not really mac and cheese, is it?
Micah astonished

12 October 2005

Trying out the sippie cup scene
His teeth are just getting ready to come in...
He's a ham...
Micah in his new high chair

04 October 2005

A Day to Breathe

One would think that a work day that begins at 8:00 AM and ends at 8:00 PM would be something other than a break, but I returned the last of my first batch of freshman papers today.

And the next batch comes in Thursday.

Micah got sick on the first one's due date, so that threw the whole process off. I'm fairly certain I'll get this batch put away far more efficiently.

But I have paper proposals due next week, so still no time to post substantially. All the same, look for baby pictures later this week--I'm sure I can sneak some in!

23 September 2005

Hard Work

Okay, so it's been nearly a month with no new posts...

I'll just say that working on a Ph.D, teaching classes, raising an infant, and doing a hundred other things takes up some time, aight?

Posts will come... we must be patient.

06 September 2005

Unease with Libertarianism, Part Deux

No, I haven't posted the sequel to that last reflection. Let the one who can write long theoretical blog posts while starting a Ph.D program cast the first stone, eh?

Anyway, I've been thinking, even if not writing, and I wonder what goods can come of Christian reflections on nation-state politics. Theology is supposed to be the disciplined reflection on the practices of the Church for the sake of edifying the Body. What would an analogous practice look like for a Christian reflecting on Caesar's practices? I'm certain folks have written books on it, but if you're reading this, you'd prefer what I can cook up here in front of a computer screen, so let me get to cookin'!

I'd say that the Christian's role within an empire (and I mean that in as neutral a sense as is possible--I don't think that England or Japan or any nation-state with an armed border is outside the category) is to join and remain a member of a counter-politics, an Ekklesia in the midst of the Imperium. I think that the eucharist and baptism, being transnational and transgenerational practices, stands as the faithfulness-embodying counterparts to the military parades and pledges to flags and other disciplines that make people believe in entities called "nations." (As is often mentioned in conjunction with space exploration, the lines that we draw on maps don't show up when one gets high enough above the planet's surface.) From within that counter-politics, the Christian gains a critical perspective (one that acknowledges neither Jew/Gentile nor male/female nor Scythian/barbarian divisions in the ways that empires do) from which she or he might speak Truth.

That's the framework from which I'm attempting to operate here. I believe that the Church, as God's semiotic/martyrological/eschatological Body, can speak to nation-states the truths that their violence would otherwise blind them to. I'm intentionally comparing apples and oranges, churches and states, because I believe that the oranges would be better oranges if they tasted more like apples. (In reality, I'm more of an orange-eater myself.) Against the Machiavellian tendency to excuse nation-states and rulers of nation-states for being Machiavellian, I'll claim that the Church, the real politics that stand in resistance to the travesty-politics of empire, stands as the standard by which nations now are judged.

Of course, my grasp of theology and my grasp of history in the age of nation-states are both tenuous. That won't stop me. Instead, I'll welcome critiques from historians and from theologians as I attempt to forge some kind of theoretical framework, knowing still that others have likely fashioned better ground rules. Such is the hubris of the blogger.

So for those who have waited for my next venture into economics and politics and theology... keep waiting. This was just a taste and some methodological musings. I'll get back to the task at hand... but right now, I've got Shakespeare to read. Back anon.

04 September 2005

Micah's just excited to be alive and on camera!
Micah shoots for maximum gastrointestinal effeciency during supper time
Micah loses gravity for a moment
Micah tries to lift as many limbs as possible at once
Micah reaches for the camera (Mom took this one, I'm pretty sure)
Micah's uncontainable excitement upon leaving the bath
Tough guy revisited, now six months, now with rice and squash

02 September 2005

Why does he not do this when Mom feeds him?
Too much... too much...
Micah's second opinion on green beans
Micah's first green beans
Micah with Colts Bear again
Another sitting-up picture