<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788</id><updated>2012-01-26T05:59:55.285-08:00</updated><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Seen/Unseen</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-8330604512580928623</id><published>2009-08-07T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T23:29:03.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Support Update</title><content type='html'>We had a very encouraging response in July, and we've been able to chip away around $4,000 from our deficit.  Thank you so much to those of you who have been praying for us and to those who have generously given because you believe in what God is doing here.  We are not out of the woods yet, but all the signs are indicating that we're going to make it through this.  If you are waiting to send in support until you saw how this turned out, please don't delay, we are still in a $6,000 deficit.  Hearing the reports of the beginning of a turnaround in the economy give us hope, but we also know that the pattern of the kingdom of God is that poverty has never stopped God's people from generosity.  In fact, we find our most generous givers are those who have the least!  This shouldn't be surprising considering the gospel:  he who was rich became poor so that we might become rich.  Were it not for Christ's poverty, we would be poor and afflicted and without hope.  Yet just as He clothed undeserving Adam and Eve, he gives us grace-clothes too!  Keep praying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-8330604512580928623?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/8330604512580928623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=8330604512580928623' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/8330604512580928623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/8330604512580928623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2009/08/support-update.html' title='Support Update'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-9016589461882094402</id><published>2009-08-07T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T23:18:13.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Go Ride a Bike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/Sn0XfenBmAI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Dw2Uy2nAbtU/s1600-h/NickDewar.png"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/Sn0XfenBmAI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Dw2Uy2nAbtU/s320/NickDewar.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367472160455628802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/Sn0XfenBmAI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Dw2Uy2nAbtU/s1600-h/NickDewar.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 19px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', verdana, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;t is by riding a bicycle that you learn the contours of a country best, since you have to sweat up the hills and coast down them. Thus you remember them as they actually are, while in a motor car only a high hill impresses you, and you have no such accurate remembrance of country you have driven through as you gain by riding a bicycle."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 19px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', verdana, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;— &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="quotescollection_author" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ernest Hemingway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', verdana, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 19px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', verdana, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="quotescollection_author" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I recently sold my too large guitar amp and got Katie and I a couple of 1970's bikes off craigslist.  I had no idea how much I would enjoy riding mine.  My bike is a 1979 Raleigh Sprite, which is a road bike for people who are intimidated by road bikes.  It's actually comfortable, the handlebars swoop up so you're not hunched over, it has narrow road tires and it's surprisingly fast. When I first started up our big hill, I thought I would never make it to the top.  Now two weeks later I am trucking up the hill and loving it.  My childhood bike was a single speed, and I remember being "that kid" that always got left behind in races on our street.  So for most of my life riding a bike has been associated with pure misery.  It's the above Hemingway quote and the now 10 gears to choose from that have liberated me from that old way of thinking about bikes.  Turns out there is a whole sub-culture surrounding these "hybrid" retro bikes, the motto being "not sport...transport."  Within this culture there is a general disdain for lycra wear, low handlebars, and grim expressions and a love for cargo bags, bullet headlights and taking in the local scenery.  I'm loving it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 19px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', verdana, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;cite style="text-align: left;display: block; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: normal;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;cite style="text-align: left;display: block; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-9016589461882094402?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/9016589461882094402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=9016589461882094402' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/9016589461882094402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/9016589461882094402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2009/08/lets-go-ride-bike.html' title='Let&apos;s Go Ride a Bike'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/Sn0XfenBmAI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Dw2Uy2nAbtU/s72-c/NickDewar.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-5959323175059968815</id><published>2009-07-16T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T23:46:57.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer News | Important Support Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/SmAaQuVRiiI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Y_0Sjh5TpNE/s1600-h/fampic09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/SmAaQuVRiiI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Y_0Sjh5TpNE/s320/fampic09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359312431188380194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear friends and supporters,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Greetings from sunny New England!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I wanted to give you a brief update on what's going on with us this summer, as well as fill you in on our support status. If you normally skim these letters, please go ahead and scroll down to read our financial report.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Summer News&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The amazing weather this summer (we haven't had to put in our window-unit air conditioner yet!) has provided our family with lots of time to spend together outside. Nadine, who just turned five on June 30th, is following in her mom's footsteps and has embraced her inner artist. She carries a notebook around with her outside and makes sketches of everything she sees. We can't believe it, but she will be starting kindergarten in the Fall. She is so ready, and so are we! Lucie (18 months) is taking her time learning how to walk, but she is definitely in full on "sponge" mode, curious about everything and wanting to do everything her big sister does. She is fascinated by shoes and could sit and try on mom and dad's shoes all day long if we let her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In the summer, ministry slows down for us and takes a different form. We have been visiting family and taking time to reflect and be renewed in the gospel as a family. I went to the PCA General Assembly in Orlando in June, and then we spent a week in Memphis shuttling between our parents' homes and trying to visit friends and supporters as we could. And the last week of this month, I will be teaching 3rd year staff and interns at our RUF staff training in Atlanta. August 7th and 8th our student leaders will convene at our house to pray before the semester begins (we'll do a prayer walk around campus) and we'll also be planning our ministry for the Fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Important Support Update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As I'm sure you're aware, most ministries that are not internally self-supporting (like campus ministries) are really struggling financially right now. In my last update, I told you we were doing ok, but nearing a significant deficit in our account without a turn around in monthly giving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This past month, while we saw an encouraging increase in the number of churches and individuals that have begun to partner with our ministry, our monthly giving has dropped to a level that is not sustainable for much longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have set aside most of my planning and preparation work for this upcoming school year to focus on raising the money we need to continue ministering here at UConn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We are now currently running a deficit of $10,000. You need to know that RUF has a policy that when a ministry account hits a $15,000 deficit, all programming expenses are frozen (that's the money we use to run our ministry).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Just so it's clear, if the deficit were to hit the $15K mark, my salary would not be frozen--we would still be able to put food on the table and pay our bills. But if the deficit were to grow beyond that mark, my salary would also be frozen. If that were to happen, the ministry wouldn't fold, but I would have to leave the field and focus entirely on raising support. Obviously that is not what we want to see happen, nor do we think it will reach that point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;One more important thing to keep in mind for a little perspective on all this is that major commitments from churches in Massachusetts, Connecticut, Alabama and Tennessee have not wavered and in fact, have increased in response to what God has done in our ministry over the past five years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; We have recently received a three year commitment of $6,000 per year from a PCA church plant in Connecticut, and our home church in Coventry, CT still gives us over $30,000 per year in support, which has not changed. It is our monthly giving from individuals that has taken a huge hit, falling from an average of $5K per month to $2K per month. We are hoping year end giving this coming December will be a big help, but without some of that being given now, we won't make it that far. Some of you know that Katie works part time from home as a graphic designer, which is a big help, but her salary pays for our yearly plane tickets to visit family and nothing more.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;At one level, one that mostly reflects my sin and pride, it is difficult to write a message like this. My pride says how can I, especially during this difficult financial season, ask people to give so sacrificially? But I have to remind myself that this ministry has never been our family's property or our "business"--God will do with it what He wills, and He is in the business of advancing His kingdom through those who go (that's us) and those who send (that's you!). To keep silent, to in pride bear this burden alone, would be robbing God's people of your part in His kingdom work here. And He is certainly at work, with many of our graduates moving to towns and cities throughout New England and truly beginning to infuse life into churches and communities from Connecticut to Vermont!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If nothing else, would you join with us in earnest prayer that God would provide? Strangely (or maybe not so strangely), we are not in a panic about all this. There have been times when Katie or I have been frustrated or discouraged, hurt or disappointed, but to be completely honest, this isn't one of those times. God has led us to this point and has confirmed again and again our calling to this work among college students in Connecticut. And our time here has made abundantly clear to us that our gifts in ministry are best suited to serving His church in places where the gospel is rarely if ever heard. This is definitely one of those places!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So we would ask you, if you feel your heart inclined toward us and our ministry here, please take a few moments and either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1) Call RUF at (678) 825-1070 (please mention either our name or RUF at UConn with your gift). If you have stock you would like to give, RUF can help you arrange that as well. Or...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2) Go online to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ruf.org/donate"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://www.ruf.org/donate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; and give what you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Right now the most pressing need is for one time gifts, but if it's possible to give even $10 a month, that will be an enormous help. We know many of you are struggling too, but if many people give a little, we will be ok. Please don't put this off if you are intending to give. Our family and the students at UConn thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hiding in Christ's riches which abound to us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Joey for Katie, Nadine and Lucie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-5959323175059968815?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/5959323175059968815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=5959323175059968815' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/5959323175059968815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/5959323175059968815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-news-important-support-update.html' title='Summer News | Important Support Update'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/SmAaQuVRiiI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Y_0Sjh5TpNE/s72-c/fampic09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-5404277356808551731</id><published>2009-05-24T19:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T23:45:52.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Irony + David Foster Wallace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Full disclosure: I've never read anything by DFW.  I have a few friends who are huge fans.  The quote below is from this New Yorker article: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2009/03/09/090309fa_fact_max?printable=true"&gt;http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2009/03/09/090309fa_fact_max?printable=true &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"His goal had been to show readers how to live a fulfilled, meaningful life. Wallace’s desire [was] to write 'morally passionate, passionately moral fiction.' The default for Wallace would have been irony - the prevailing tone of his generation. But, as Wallace saw it, irony could critique but it couldn’t nourish or redeem."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The reason I post this is because I had a weird thing happen at summer conference this year that to me proves that irony is the "prevailing tone" of generation Y as well.   Several of my students asked me if we could all get together and talk about the out of control irony and sarcasm that goes on among students in our group.  A couple quotes that came out of our discussion: "We never really get to know each other because there are walls of irony separating us from each other"....and... "people coming into our group probably think 'these people love being together and know how to have fun but don't really know each other AT ALL.'"  Of course it made my stomach turn because I feel like I have spoon fed sarcasm to our students, mostly because I'm scared to know them or be known by them.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;We read 1 Thessalonians 5:11 and had a wonderful time of particular repentance among our students, especially our seniors, and I was left thinking: this should have happened a long time ago and I'm a moron for not picking up on it sooner.  It felt nourishing and redemptive.  I mentioned to one of our students: doesn't it make your soul come alive to imagine actually letting someone know you?    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;If only I had the courage to believe the gospel myself!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-JEP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-5404277356808551731?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/5404277356808551731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=5404277356808551731' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/5404277356808551731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/5404277356808551731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2009/05/irony-david-foster-wallace.html' title='Irony + David Foster Wallace'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-5620404308246381539</id><published>2009-02-10T12:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T13:24:28.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best of 2008</title><content type='html'>Here's my belated top ten albums of 2008, for the two people who still read this blog (I know it's my own fault since I update it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quarterly&lt;/span&gt;).  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;, by Sun Kil Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mark Kozelek (also of Red House Painters) does it again.  Don't let the spring title mislead you, this is (like all of his stuff) autumnal music at its best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Lambchop&lt;/span&gt;, OH (ohio)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For anyone else, a remarkable accomplishment.  For Lambchop, another year, another album.  I could listen to Kurt Wagner sing grocery lists, but these lyrics are some of his best.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Microcastle&lt;/span&gt;, by Deerhunter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agoraphobia (the fear of wide open spaces) was just sitting there waiting to have a song written about it, and Bradford Cox got it right.  Lyrically unsettling, consistently pretty pop songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Re-Arrange Us&lt;/span&gt;, by Mates of State&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pop album of the year.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Vampire Weekend&lt;/span&gt;, by Vampire Weekend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hipster backlash is over, and what's left is a great Afro-pop album with awesome songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Vid og Vid&lt;/span&gt;, by Olof Arnalds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably my most listened to album of 2008.  Simple, beautiful acoustic songs (in Icelandic) reminiscent of Joanna Newsom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;In Ear Park&lt;/span&gt;, by Department of Eagles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best first half of any album in 2008.  "No One Does It Like You" is my song of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Third&lt;/span&gt;, by Portishead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every song is intriguing, original and unexpected, start to finish.  And it sounds like the band is done with their "album per half-decade" pace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Med Sud I Eyrum Vid Spilum Endalaust&lt;/span&gt;, by Sigur Ros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not sure why this didn't end up on everyone's year end list.  Truly remarkable music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Fleet Foxes&lt;/span&gt;, by Fleet Foxes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one came close this year to what they achieved here.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-5620404308246381539?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/5620404308246381539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=5620404308246381539' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/5620404308246381539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/5620404308246381539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-of-2008.html' title='Best of 2008'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-8669488895875172872</id><published>2008-08-27T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:51:18.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody Hurts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/SLYR5DCkmBI/AAAAAAAAAE0/CPg6tErP15k/s1600-h/rem_automatic_for_the_people-front-703358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/SLYR5DCkmBI/AAAAAAAAAE0/CPg6tErP15k/s320/rem_automatic_for_the_people-front-703358.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239394888258459666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:Helvetica;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 8px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;This one is for all the recently arrived freshmen on campus at UConn.  I recently came across &lt;a href="http://stereogum.com/drivexv/track/"&gt;this tribute album&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Automatic for the People &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;(free to download).  The band Bodies of Water covers "Everybody Hurts" (scroll down to the bottom of the page to download the song).  Like me, you've probably heard that song so many times you're sick of it.  Well, this tribute gives it new life.  Here's Bodies of Water commenting on the song.  I think this relates perfectly to the need for community and what sharing each other's burdens really feels like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 8px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Everybody hurts - Take comfort in your friends"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 8px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;It could be that we're encouraged to take comfort in the fact that our friends are the most prevalent example of mankind living in pain (since they, like everybody else, hurt). Does being reminded of the unexceptional nature of our individual pain assuage it somehow? Maybe … at least if we appreciate the ubiquity of pain we can’t pity ourselves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 8px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;It could be that carousing with your friends (and knowing they’re available for carousing) is the most comforting thing about them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 8px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;In the end, I think "Don’t throw your hand" is the soundest advice in the song. As bad as you feel and as messed as you are, whatever you take comfort in or don't, just don't start throwing your hand around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 8px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;An interesting note: I thought this meant hurling your severed hand, while Meredith thought that it meant waving your hand around spastically, like a baby. Whatever. It's gross and weird.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 8px; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-8669488895875172872?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/8669488895875172872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=8669488895875172872' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/8669488895875172872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/8669488895875172872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2008/08/everybody-hurts.html' title='Everybody Hurts'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/SLYR5DCkmBI/AAAAAAAAAE0/CPg6tErP15k/s72-c/rem_automatic_for_the_people-front-703358.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-4708392925524576735</id><published>2008-07-10T04:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T04:47:01.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on our hymn project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/SHXy-gKgdBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/OtPrlHllw8U/s1600-h/2585155158_2d9388b6d4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/SHXy-gKgdBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/OtPrlHllw8U/s320/2585155158_2d9388b6d4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221346498605773842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac Wardell at Bear Creek Studios, Seattle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're done!  The record has been mixed and will be released nationally on a to-be-announced major independent label in the coming months.  The title will most likely be "Come O Spirit!  Anthology of Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Vol. I."  Thank you to all who have supported this little-now-big project from the beginning!  Isaac will be bringing house shows to Indianapolis and St. Louis next month.    &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Track list:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  Hard Times Come Again No More (v: David Bazan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  Come O Spirit! (v: Aimee Wilson)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  He Never Said a Mumblin' Word (v: Sufjan Stevens and the Welcome Wagon)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  It Is Finished (v: Trent Dabbs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  How Calm and Beautiful the Morn (v: Joseph Pensak)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6  Lord I Believe (v: Liz Janes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.  Be Still My Soul (v: Sarah Fullen)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.  Jesus, Saviour, Pilot Me (v: Laura Gibson)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.  Just a Closer Walk With Thee (v: Damien Jurado with Rosie Thomas)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.  I Sought the Lord (v: Leigh Nash of Sixpence None the Richer)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11.  Kyrie Eleison (v: My Brightest Diamond)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12.  Mourner's Prayer (v: Denison Witmer)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13.  Open Thou Mine Eyes (v: Kate York)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-4708392925524576735?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/4708392925524576735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=4708392925524576735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/4708392925524576735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/4708392925524576735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2008/07/update-on-our-hymn-project.html' title='Update on our hymn project'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/SHXy-gKgdBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/OtPrlHllw8U/s72-c/2585155158_2d9388b6d4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-3011316620868913041</id><published>2007-12-30T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T12:22:07.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Records of 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://toomuchsexy.org/images/radiohead_in_rainbows2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://toomuchsexy.org/images/radiohead_in_rainbows2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Because year end lists are so fun!  BTW if you've never read it, please do yourself a favor and check out Steve Turner's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Imagine:  A Vision for Christians in the Arts.  &lt;/span&gt;And why not buy one of these records and try an exercise in discernment!  (&lt;a href="http://www.ransomfellowship.org"&gt;www.ransomfellowship.org&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) "Andorra" by Caribou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gorgeous Beach Boys harmonies, Allman Bros. "Live at Fillmore" drums, with restrained electronics mixed in.  The first five or six songs are all great, the second half tends to drag.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"At My Age" by Nick Lowe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I put off getting this on emusic for too long.  Lowe wrote "Cruel to Be Kind" to give you some context.  Great song choices--I'm still trying to figure out which ones are originals.  Self-assured, bright and very British music with minimal production and a great horn section throughout.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8) "Cease to Begin" by Band of Horses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great Neil Young inspired tunes following in the vein of the Shins.  They've almost surpassed their Sub-Pop mentors--these songs have better hooks and are less self-aware than anything off "Wincing the Night Away." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7) "God Save the Clientele" by The Clientele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You won't like The Clientele the first time you hear them.  It took me a good while to "get it." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As British as you can get, Alisdair is an incredible lyricist and an even better mood-setter. These songs are the brightest he's written and this is now my favorite Clientele record.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6) "Raising Sand" by Alison Krauss and Robert Plant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T Bone Burnett produced this release, which I got to hear two months early from my friend who works at Rounder (thanks T!).  Perfect song choices for their voices, and a Lanois-esque southern gothic vibe.  Hard to believe that Alison Krauss's voice could get any prettier--it really is next to Robert Plant's harmony.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5) "The Historical Conquests of Josh Ritter" by Josh Ritter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got into "The Animal Years" late in the game but jumped on this one right after it came out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These songs are much better than anything from his previous release.  This one feels like a classic album from the 70's.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4) "Armchair Apocrypha" by Andrew Bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe my most listened to album of the year.  Plucking violins,  guitars with just the right amount of tasty reverb, and great jazz inspired songs.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) "Magic" by Bruce Springsteen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just got it.  Some critic said this was almost better than "Nebraska" so I had to check it out.  It's not anywhere close to "Nebraska" but EVERY song is great.  So unpretentious, soo good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) "Neon Bible" by The Arcade Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to see them at the Judson church in Washington Square.  Even though the sound was horrible, it was one of the best shows I've ever seen.  This is a great follow-up to "Funeral." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) "In Rainbows" by Radiohead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glimpses of OK Computer, lots of guitars, huge atmospheric bridges, and Thom Yorke's inimitable voice.  I paid $7.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-3011316620868913041?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/3011316620868913041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=3011316620868913041' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/3011316620868913041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/3011316620868913041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-favorite-records-of-2007.html' title='My Favorite Records of 2007'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-3212162477794533035</id><published>2007-12-21T14:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T14:59:09.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucie with Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.iphoneslide.com/slide/i4amwai5eo3nxljl'&gt;&lt;img src='http://www.iphoneslide.com/photos/i/4/a/i4amwai5eo3nxljl_lg.jpg' border='0'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;posted from &lt;a href='http://www.iphoneslide.com' target='_blank'&gt;iPhoneSlide.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-3212162477794533035?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/3212162477794533035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=3212162477794533035' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/3212162477794533035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/3212162477794533035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2007/12/lucie-with-mom.html' title='Lucie with Mom'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-138333397808241319</id><published>2007-12-19T12:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T12:11:58.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucie Susanna Pensak</title><content type='html'>Out of darkness, God brings light! (Lucie=Light)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.iphoneslide.com/slide/bah7ecyfnyhm7q44'&gt;&lt;img src='http://www.iphoneslide.com/photos/b/a/h/bah7ecyfnyhm7q44_lg.jpg' border='0'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;posted from &lt;a href='http://www.iphoneslide.com' target='_blank'&gt;iPhoneSlide.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-138333397808241319?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/138333397808241319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=138333397808241319' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/138333397808241319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/138333397808241319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2007/12/lucie-susanna-pensak.html' title='Lucie Susanna Pensak'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-7845689164484823891</id><published>2007-12-12T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T11:50:09.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School's Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" com="" rid="DM137892APK&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.doppelme.com/DM137892APK/avatar.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our students have exams this week, so it's nice to have a break.  It's hard to believe that this coming Wednesday our little girl will finally be here!  Please pray for us.  I'll post pictures here when they become available.  For now this will have to do.  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-7845689164484823891?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/7845689164484823891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=7845689164484823891' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/7845689164484823891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/7845689164484823891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2007/12/schools-out.html' title='School&apos;s Out!'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-812710459501559949</id><published>2007-11-19T18:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T18:52:03.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sizzle</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.iphoneslide.com/slide/1sekv809qasbk3ti'&gt;&lt;img src='http://www.iphoneslide.com/photos/1/s/e/1sekv809qasbk3ti_lg.jpg' border='0'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;posted from &lt;a href='http://www.iphoneslide.com' target='_blank'&gt;iPhoneSlide.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-812710459501559949?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/812710459501559949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=812710459501559949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/812710459501559949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/812710459501559949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2007/11/sizzle.html' title='Sizzle'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-3435776626505651093</id><published>2007-10-29T23:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T23:10:29.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bifröst @ Rove Studios</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-3435776626505651093?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/3435776626505651093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=3435776626505651093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/3435776626505651093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/3435776626505651093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2007/10/bifrst-rove-studios.html' title='The Bifröst @ Rove Studios'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-7403799558754191091</id><published>2007-08-30T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T13:06:00.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Derek Webb at UConn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/Rtb5jWMS7wI/AAAAAAAAADU/dEE6MKhov50/s1600-h/DerekWebbPostcardFinal1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/Rtb5jWMS7wI/AAAAAAAAADU/dEE6MKhov50/s320/DerekWebbPostcardFinal1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104541613318926082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are thrilled at the opportunity to bring Derek Webb (with opening act Kelley McRae) to UConn this coming Tuesday!  This show is the first in a series of Northeast dates for Derek, and the only show in CT, so if you're in the area come on out!  Tickets are only $5 and because of a generous grant from the Day Foundation (started by the founder of Days Inn), 100% of the proceeds from the show will go directly to the Hartford Rescue mission.  We have developed a great relationship with Gregg Woods, director of the mission, as we bring a group of students to volunteer once a month.  The rescue mission serves meals six nights a week in their North Hartford neighborhood (in the poorest zip code in CT).  So that's just one more reason to come.&lt;br /&gt;See you Tuesday night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more about Derek and Kelley, visit their websites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.derekwebb.com"&gt;DerekWebb.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kelleymcrae.com"&gt;KelleyMcRae.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-7403799558754191091?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/7403799558754191091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=7403799558754191091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/7403799558754191091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/7403799558754191091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2007/08/derek-webb-at-uconn.html' title='Derek Webb at UConn'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/Rtb5jWMS7wI/AAAAAAAAADU/dEE6MKhov50/s72-c/DerekWebbPostcardFinal1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-5607730803704618288</id><published>2007-08-11T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T16:08:32.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People Get Ready</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/Rr5BYUsFeJI/AAAAAAAAADM/VtDAqoKahOU/s1600-h/UConn-campusview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/Rr5BYUsFeJI/AAAAAAAAADM/VtDAqoKahOU/s320/UConn-campusview.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097583714356263058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to UConn starting back in a couple weeks.  Please pray for me as I prepare for the juggernaut that is the Fall semester.  Thankfully because I've been doing supply preaching at a local church that doesn't have a pastor, I have the first four messages I'll give at UConn in pocket.  Hopefully that will relieve me to spend more time with students as well as my family during this hectic time.  I will be going back to the gospel of John (I did John last Fall), starting where I left off in chapter six.  This was completely unintentional, but it just so happens that John 6 contains the first of Jesus' seven "I Am" proclamations in this gospel.  The theme this semester as I see it taking shape in my studies is "life"--what is it all about and how do we go about living it?  Every time I sit down to write a sermon, I'm thankful I don't have to start at square one.  There's plenty that's been said by a lot of people who are smarter than me about the Bible.  No matter where I am in the Bible, I always find myself coming back to Calvin's Institutes:  "Nearly all the wisdom we possess, that is to say, true and sound wisdom, consists of two parts: the knowledge of God and the knowledge of ourselves." And as Calvin said in another place in the Institutes, "In knowing God, we know ourselves."  Please pray with me that students at UConn would come to know themselves, maybe even for the first time, as they come to know their God this semester.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-5607730803704618288?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/5607730803704618288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=5607730803704618288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/5607730803704618288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/5607730803704618288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2007/08/people-get-ready.html' title='People Get Ready'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/Rr5BYUsFeJI/AAAAAAAAADM/VtDAqoKahOU/s72-c/UConn-campusview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-1516830794846966906</id><published>2007-07-21T06:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T10:58:57.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime in CT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RqINN0sFeII/AAAAAAAAADE/Pqpj22aAR4k/s1600-h/StVincent_MarryMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RqINN0sFeII/AAAAAAAAADE/Pqpj22aAR4k/s320/StVincent_MarryMe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089645060015093890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really enjoying the debut from St. Vincent (aka Annie Clark).  Very weird, but very genius.  Apparently live she produces all of the sounds on this record &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by herself.  &lt;/span&gt;It's her, a guitar, a sampler and a kick drum.  Hope I  get to see that for myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the new Ryan Adams (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Easy Tiger&lt;/span&gt;) does not disappoint either.  It's like he finally just got over himself and made the Neil Young-inspired record we all wanted him to make. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to have time to make my way through the stack of books I've collected over the past six months.  A couple highlights: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body Piercing Saved My Life:  Inside the Phenomenon of Christian Rock &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Andrew Beaujon&lt;br /&gt;is more a journey inside the phenomenon of American Christian subculture.  Written by a guy from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spin, &lt;/span&gt;it is surprisingly balanced and insightful.  Especially amusing are his reactions to insider language evangelicals take for granted, like why churches are "planted" and not just, um, "started."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Terrorist &lt;/span&gt;by John Updike&lt;br /&gt;is the first Updike novel I've ever read.  I filled his prescriptions when I worked part-time as a pharmacy tech in a posh Boston North Shore town during my seminary days.  Always wanted to ask him about his poem, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seven Stanzas at Easter, &lt;/span&gt;but could never summon the courage.  Came across a quote by him in Eugene Peterson's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eat This Book.  &lt;/span&gt;Updike said Karl Barth's book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Word of God and the Word of Man&lt;/span&gt; gave him "a philosophy to live and labor by, and in that way changed my life." He sums up the Biblical world view as he drew it from Barth:  "that truth is holy, and truth-telling a noble and useful profession; that the reality around us is created and worth celebrating; that men and women are radically imperfect and radically valuable." Yeah, I think it's safe to say we should read Barth again.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-1516830794846966906?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/1516830794846966906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=1516830794846966906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/1516830794846966906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/1516830794846966906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2007/07/summertime-in-ct.html' title='Summertime in CT'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RqINN0sFeII/AAAAAAAAADE/Pqpj22aAR4k/s72-c/StVincent_MarryMe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-3583437536660245318</id><published>2007-05-22T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T08:39:02.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RUF Summer Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RlMKQ7VEchI/AAAAAAAAACU/_WsMZ9LvGww/s1600-h/uconnrufsand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RlMKQ7VEchI/AAAAAAAAACU/_WsMZ9LvGww/s320/uconnrufsand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067405291642188306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RlMKfbVEciI/AAAAAAAAACc/LMPDDTZ-twQ/s1600-h/scbeach07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RlMKfbVEciI/AAAAAAAAACc/LMPDDTZ-twQ/s320/scbeach07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067405540750291490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RlMK2rVEclI/AAAAAAAAAC0/mytfh7mJI4g/s1600-h/bowlingforpanamacity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RlMK2rVEclI/AAAAAAAAAC0/mytfh7mJI4g/s320/bowlingforpanamacity.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067405940182250066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RlMKn7VEcjI/AAAAAAAAACk/3f_Tn4JKO3A/s1600-h/joeycjstallions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RlMKn7VEcjI/AAAAAAAAACk/3f_Tn4JKO3A/s320/joeycjstallions.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067405686779179570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RlMKv7VEckI/AAAAAAAAACs/i2jk5IQ2U44/s1600-h/scottrachelsc07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RlMKv7VEckI/AAAAAAAAACs/i2jk5IQ2U44/s320/scottrachelsc07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067405824218133058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back. We logged just under 60 hours in the car (there and back).  We had a great time but it's good to be home.  Mike Campbell was the speaker for the week.  He's an African American PCA pastor in Jackson, MS.  His passion is racial reconciliation and that came through in his messages on "Dying to Sin, Living to Christ."  One night we went bowling (that explains the matching tube socks and the blacklight friendly airbrush tshirts).  Thanks to those who gave scholarships so students could go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-3583437536660245318?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/3583437536660245318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=3583437536660245318' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/3583437536660245318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/3583437536660245318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2007/05/ruf-summer-conference.html' title='RUF Summer Conference'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RlMKQ7VEchI/AAAAAAAAACU/_WsMZ9LvGww/s72-c/uconnrufsand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-979306432980924142</id><published>2007-03-22T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T17:41:14.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The angel and the cup</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RgMZYI3UJ4I/AAAAAAAAACM/Fssa9Sz19IA/s1600-h/jc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RgMZYI3UJ4I/AAAAAAAAACM/Fssa9Sz19IA/s320/jc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044903910072133506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After Jesus' terrible prayer at Gethsemane, an angel came to him and gave him strength, but did not remove the cup.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;Wendell Berry,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jayber Crow&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Some writers seem to have an inborn ability to capture a certain mood and sustain it until you become mesmerized.  Berry is one of those.  There is a certain silence that you can cut with a knife--a silence you can feel.  And  you feel it most when you are alone.  That feeling is what Berry captures so well.  It is a "Be-Still-and-Know-That-I-Am-God" kind of  solitude, the kind that causes the pang behind the pang to well up inside you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been three months since we held our precious Caroline.  The pangs of sorrow are still very deep and for some reason they have risen to the surface this past week.  Today I had to go approve the etching for her gravestone.  I had no idea how difficult it would be.  When I walked in the door, it felt like someone punched me in the stomach.  There, laid across a drafting table on thin white carbon paper was my dear daughter's name with the date underneath:  December 16th, 2006.  Underneath will be a picture of a small lamb with the inscription, "I Am Jesus' Little Lamb  -Isaiah 40:11."  That verse says, "He will tend his flock like a shepherd; he will gather the lambs in his arms; and gently lead those that are with young." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it feels like he didn't really drink the cup all the way down.  That some has spilled out on us.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-979306432980924142?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/979306432980924142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=979306432980924142' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/979306432980924142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/979306432980924142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2007/03/angel-and-cup.html' title='The angel and the cup'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RgMZYI3UJ4I/AAAAAAAAACM/Fssa9Sz19IA/s72-c/jc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-3580861020800186126</id><published>2007-03-03T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T16:57:14.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>King of Queens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/ReoXh4l65LI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9GK_cD1CGj8/s1600-h/queens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/ReoXh4l65LI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9GK_cD1CGj8/s320/queens.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037865004061877426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we're hanging out with our good friends the Hickmans in Queens.  Pat and Stephanie Hickman started an RUF ministry at St. John's here about the same time we started at UConn.  It has been so good to connect with friends who are doing exactly what we are doing (in a very different setting).  When they visit us it's for a break from the stress of city life and when we visit them it's for a break from feeling like we're in the middle of nowhere :).  Today we took the kids to a really cool place, the CMA (Children's Museum of Art), where Nadine, Patton, Hogan and Libby got to paint and make clay sculptures.  Then we walked about 15 blocks through Soho to Washington Square and ate at the Peanut Butter Co.  Pat and I got the "Elvis" sandwich--peanut butter, banana and honey of course--but with a unique bonus that I'm sure Elvis would have loved: bacon.  I think it goes without saying that it was good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-3580861020800186126?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/3580861020800186126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=3580861020800186126' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/3580861020800186126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/3580861020800186126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2007/03/king-of-queens.html' title='King of Queens'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/ReoXh4l65LI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9GK_cD1CGj8/s72-c/queens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-3718829493320929612</id><published>2007-02-15T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T08:39:01.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frozen Ocean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RdSFXmP7wsI/AAAAAAAAABM/HImvXGnS4sc/s1600-h/jeffccfrozenocean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RdSFXmP7wsI/AAAAAAAAABM/HImvXGnS4sc/s320/jeffccfrozenocean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031793324130550466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RdSFjWP7wtI/AAAAAAAAABU/sFKjqJP6j9g/s1600-h/ctrufwinterconf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RdSFjWP7wtI/AAAAAAAAABU/sFKjqJP6j9g/s320/ctrufwinterconf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031793525994013394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RdSF52P7wuI/AAAAAAAAABc/q1C3zJN8A-A/s1600-h/jjatcc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RdSF52P7wuI/AAAAAAAAABc/q1C3zJN8A-A/s320/jjatcc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031793912541070050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RdSGKmP7wvI/AAAAAAAAABk/xpJTqAsT8oo/s1600-h/uconnrufatwinterconf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RdSGKmP7wvI/AAAAAAAAABk/xpJTqAsT8oo/s320/uconnrufatwinterconf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031794200303878898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend UConn RUF joined RUF groups from Trinity College, Yale and the University of New Haven for our second annual winter conference in Cape Cod.  As cold as it was, we had an amazing time.  I saw something I've never seen before--a frozen ocean--and it was nothing short of spectacular.  It looked like Antarctica.  Interesting fact: When the ocean freezes, it freezes in waves (it's not flat).  Incredible.  My friend Abe Cho from citylife church in Boston was our speaker for the weekend, and he did a great job talking about how the gospel is meant to "dig up our roots" and transform us.  The Spirit was at work in the Word--there were many tears shed as students (and campus ministers) began to look honestly at the bad roots that so easily become entrenched in our hearts, turning even "good" works into weapons against God.  One of the more insightful things Abe pointed out is that when you look at your heart (instead of your good or bad behavior), you are seeing the motivation behind why you are doing what you are doing.  For example, take something most of us would say was good fruit in our lives, evidence that God is at work in our hearts--honesty.  Now think about how often for you telling the truth is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;motivated&lt;/span&gt; by either guilt or fear.  Guilt:  "I'm going to tell the truth because I don't lie, I'm not a liar, I'm just not that kind of person."  Fear:  "I'm going to tell the truth because I'm scared of the consequences if I don't," OR "I want this person to think better of me than they already do--I'm not lying, I'm just witholding information."  Notice the root motivation behind the outwardly "good" behavior is bad.  There is no gospel root at all.  So what does good fruit look like then?  It is honesty rooted in the freedom the gospel brings.  And what does the gospel have to say about freedom?  We are set free from our bondage to other people's approval.  We are set free from our bondage to our sin.  So we tell the truth not because we are good people, not because we are afraid, but because we love the God who set us free and who calls us to tell the truth even as He tells us the truth about our hearts.  All of this is from the book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How People Change &lt;/span&gt;by Lane and Tripp (&lt;a href="http://www.ccef.org"&gt;www.ccef.org&lt;/a&gt;), which I would highly recommend to you.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-3718829493320929612?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/3718829493320929612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=3718829493320929612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/3718829493320929612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/3718829493320929612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2007/02/frozen-ocean.html' title='Frozen Ocean'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RdSFXmP7wsI/AAAAAAAAABM/HImvXGnS4sc/s72-c/jeffccfrozenocean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-1724035570498851157</id><published>2007-02-05T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T19:07:39.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arcade Fire in NYC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/Rcfg2zKmSGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/OijOKGqNDdM/s1600-h/arcadefire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/Rcfg2zKmSGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/OijOKGqNDdM/s320/arcadefire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028234741034666082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend C.J. (now the #1 coolest friend I have) emailed me last week to tell me he got us tickets to go see one of our favorite bands, the Arcade Fire, in NYC next weekend.   Just how hot are these tickets?  The band is playing five straight nights and all five nights sold out online in five minutes.    &lt;a href="http://www.gothamist.com/archives/2006/12/22/the_arcade_fire.php"&gt;Gothamist&lt;/a&gt; has a post about the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is so great about this band? Well, one of the fruits of reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seeing Through Cynicism &lt;/span&gt;is this quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In popular culture, modern knowledge has become "postmodern knowingness."  Earnestness and seriousness are out.  Frank Gannon wrote:  "Something in the human mind says it's hopeless:  The existence of God is something that human beings can never entirely discount, or entirely prove.  Why torture yourself trying to answer a question like that? Get a hobby.  Work out regularly.  Eat low fat.  Forget about what Yeats called "vague immensities"...Yet something deep in your soul says, Go ahead.  Seek the ultimate answers.  Maybe the human brain can actually "know" some transcendent divinity.  Yeah.  Good one.  Don't hurt yourself, OK?  &lt;/blockquote&gt;Keyes elsewhere quotes Robert Wright's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Moral Animal&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;What is to be avoided at all costs in the postmodern age is earnestness, which betrays an embarrassing naivete...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;University of Memphis head coach John Calipari sums it up well:  "It's not cool to care."  By  postmodern standards, then, The Arcade Fire pulls up their pants to their armpits and LOVES linux.  There is no irony.  There is no winking "knowingness." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sing songs about missing their parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-1724035570498851157?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/1724035570498851157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=1724035570498851157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/1724035570498851157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/1724035570498851157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2007/02/arcade-fire-in-nyc.html' title='Arcade Fire in NYC'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/Rcfg2zKmSGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/OijOKGqNDdM/s72-c/arcadefire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-25853283249008647</id><published>2007-01-24T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T23:36:10.980-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Seeing Through Cynicism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wtsbooks.com/product-exec/product_id/4666/nm/Seeing_Through_Cynicism_A_Reconsideration_of_the_Power_of_Suspicion_Paperback_"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RbcKz88KHbI/AAAAAAAAAAo/iOFG8jrZ8Ak/s320/220830833889.01.MZZZZZZZ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023495797003132338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply put:  the book of the year, bar none.  The most substantive, meaty, challenging, thought-provoking book I've read in a long time.  Dick Keyes (I recently learned it is pronounced "KAIS," not "KEYS") is the director of &lt;a href="http://www.labri.org/mass/home.html"&gt;L'Abri&lt;/a&gt; Fellowship in Southborough, MA.  Do yourself a favor and buy it at wtsbooks.com (their 1 day delivery never ceases to amaze me).  A longer post on the book is coming soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-25853283249008647?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/25853283249008647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=25853283249008647' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/25853283249008647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/25853283249008647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2007/01/seeing-through-cynicism.html' title='Seeing Through Cynicism'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RbcKz88KHbI/AAAAAAAAAAo/iOFG8jrZ8Ak/s72-c/220830833889.01.MZZZZZZZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-6697787499747119286</id><published>2007-01-17T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T23:21:03.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back at UConn/Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.vtxpress.com/UCONN%20Campus%20Thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.vtxpress.com/UCONN%20Campus%20Thumb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Spring Semester has officially begun.  We had a great first meeting and it was so good to see everyone.  Thanks again to all of you who have come alongside us and supported us during this time.  Katie and I are still hurting (we have good days and bad ones), it mostly feels strange to go back to "normal life."  Our faith in God's "meta-story" has been both strengthened and challenged by this great loss.  We are clinging to the Romans 8:28 truth that God is at work bending even this tragedy for the good of His people.  Sinclair Ferguson recently preached on that text and gave one of the best sermons I've heard on trusting in the providence of God (It's entitled "All Things for Good?").  I would highly recommend listening to it on his podcast.  Search for "First Presbyterian Columbia" in iTunes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-6697787499747119286?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/6697787499747119286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=6697787499747119286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/6697787499747119286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/6697787499747119286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2007/01/back-at-uconnupdate.html' title='Back at UConn/Update'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-3906919978828408111</id><published>2006-12-19T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T08:18:00.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caroline Laura</title><content type='html'>For those of you who haven't heard, we've had a tragedy in our family. We went in to Hartford Hospital on Saturday to check on our baby (due Dec. 26th) and the doctors found no heartbeat. Our little daughter, Caroline Laura, has gone to be with the Lord. Katie underwent a C-section surgery to remove her, and they found that her umbilical cord was wrapped around her neck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for us during this very difficult time. Thanks to all those who have visited, called or emailed and come alongside us.  We are at home now and Katie is resting and recovering with her parents here. Nadine is young enough that she doesn't understand what has happened, and we see that as God's grace to us.  We are entrusting Caroline to God's hands--they are good hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will have a small graveside service for Caroline tomorrow at 11am at the historic Center Cemetary in Coventry, CT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-3906919978828408111?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/3906919978828408111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=3906919978828408111' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/3906919978828408111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/3906919978828408111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2006/12/caroline-laura.html' title='Caroline Laura'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-6621193894673797132</id><published>2006-12-14T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T11:46:41.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dustin Salter updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RYGqBztLEsI/AAAAAAAAACw/T65Q-Ky3hwo/s1600-h/furman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RYGqBztLEsI/AAAAAAAAACw/T65Q-Ky3hwo/s320/furman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008471208648970946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those interested in updates on Dustin Salter (RUF Campus Minister at Furman University in SC), visit &lt;a href="http://www.redeemerchurch.net/dustin/"&gt;this site&lt;/a&gt;, which is updated often.  Please continue to pray for Dustin and his wife Leigh Anne as well as for his three young children, Jacob (9), Nathan (7) and Meredith (2).  Also pray for the students in RUF at Furman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-6621193894673797132?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/6621193894673797132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=6621193894673797132' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/6621193894673797132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/6621193894673797132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2006/12/dustin-salter-updates.html' title='Dustin Salter updates'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RYGqBztLEsI/AAAAAAAAACw/T65Q-Ky3hwo/s72-c/furman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-3331873889827121012</id><published>2006-12-12T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T12:37:23.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exculpating Jean Cauvin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RYCL8jtLErI/AAAAAAAAACk/8TSib5nGI68/s1600-h/0312425325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RYCL8jtLErI/AAAAAAAAACk/8TSib5nGI68/s320/0312425325.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008156658129113778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marilynne Robinson won the Pulitzer Prize this year for her novel &lt;i&gt;Gilead&lt;/i&gt;.  Her prose is beautiful, measured, and full of great theology.  The novel is centered around a 70 year old preacher who is writing a memoir for the benefit of his young son.  He reflects on his life--mistakes he has made, and what time has taught him about the glory and ruin of the human condition.  John Calvin shows up a lot, which made me wonder about Robinson's own theology.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was excited to hear recently that pre-&lt;i&gt;Gilead&lt;/i&gt;, post-&lt;i&gt;Housekeeping&lt;/i&gt; she had written a series of essays on, who else, John Calvin (she refers to him by the French Jean Cauvin), in which she defends him against the bashing of modern critics like Max Weber (&lt;i&gt;The Protestant Ethic and the Spirit of Capitalism&lt;/i&gt;) and Perry Miller (&lt;i&gt;The New England Mind&lt;/i&gt;), both famous for originating the now widely accepted belief that Calvinism and Puritanism were (and are) bleak, joy-killing, repressive movements.  For her full take, read the book, but here's a sampling of her thoughts, here on the false association of the Calvinist doctrine of election with "elitism":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Garamond"&gt;While Calvinists spoke of an elect, Leninists and suchlike have spoken of an elite.  The two words come from the same root and mean the same thing.  Their elect [Calvinists'] were unknowable, chosen by God in a manner assumed to be consistent with his tendency to scorn the hierarchies and overturn the judgments of this world.  Our elites [American society] are simply, one way or another, advantaged.  Those of us who have shared advantage know how little it assures, or that it assures nothing, or that it is a positive threat to one's moral soundness, attended as it is with so many encouragements to complacency and insensitivity...The American salvation myth and the Stalinist salvation myth have in common the idea that the great body of the culture is a vast repository of destructive notions and impulses, that certain people rise out of the mass in the process of understanding and rejecting all that is retrograde, and that, for those people, there is never any use for, nor even any possibility of, conversation on equal terms with those who remain behind.  The history of elites is brutal and terrible.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note:  One theological side note worth mentioning:  While it is true that in one sense we cannot "know" who is elect and who is not (since we don't have the Lamb's book of life open in front of us), Scripture is clear about who the elect are:  they are those who sense their unworthiness before God and call upon the name of Christ.  That is the only ground of assurance for Christians.  In this sense, the biblical doctrine of election is quite the opposite to elitism--it should properly produce humility rather than pride.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relating this to how we treat our unbelieving friends (or our believing friends who we think don't "get it"), think about the cruel and harsh words and tones we often use in speaking about individuals or groups of people who, in Robinson's words, "remain behind."  If the world is ever going to be convinced that God's elect are not "elite," we must take heed of not only what we are saying but how we are saying it.  More importantly, we must examine our hearts for elitist attitudes and begin to repent of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-3331873889827121012?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/3331873889827121012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=3331873889827121012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/3331873889827121012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/3331873889827121012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2006/12/exculpating-jean-cauvin.html' title='Exculpating Jean Cauvin'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RYCL8jtLErI/AAAAAAAAACk/8TSib5nGI68/s72-c/0312425325.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-8020446864703503515</id><published>2006-12-09T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T19:15:19.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DJ Techno Prisoners (me) and the RUF-UConn Christmas Extravaganza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RXt7RfHtnGI/AAAAAAAAABk/61Y2tncAEB0/s1600-h/n9000452_31975318_201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RXt7RfHtnGI/AAAAAAAAABk/61Y2tncAEB0/s320/n9000452_31975318_201.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006730951094279266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RXt7M_HtnFI/AAAAAAAAABc/MHSUrunthjc/s1600-h/n9000452_31975316_9622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RXt7M_HtnFI/AAAAAAAAABc/MHSUrunthjc/s320/n9000452_31975316_9622.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006730873784867922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RXt7IPHtnEI/AAAAAAAAABU/fuwtSWfydTo/s1600-h/n9000452_31975314_9044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RXt7IPHtnEI/AAAAAAAAABU/fuwtSWfydTo/s320/n9000452_31975314_9044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006730792180489282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RXt7BfHtnDI/AAAAAAAAABM/IiA9Neo_OkM/s1600-h/n9000452_31975298_4481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RXt7BfHtnDI/AAAAAAAAABM/IiA9Neo_OkM/s320/n9000452_31975298_4481.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006730676216372274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RXt67fHtnCI/AAAAAAAAABE/Mrd1XYBgUrs/s1600-h/n9000452_31975294_3362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RXt6ovHtm_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/5LvA_BzTKSY/s320/n9000452_31975158_56.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006730251014609906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RXt6jfHtm-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/kZfZPHXUxT8/s1600-h/n9000391_31977199_9773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RXt6jfHtm-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/kZfZPHXUxT8/s320/n9000391_31977199_9773.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006730160820296674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RXt6d_Htm9I/AAAAAAAAAAc/CniE-Uko2jQ/s1600-h/n9000391_31977193_8220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RXt6d_Htm9I/AAAAAAAAAAc/CniE-Uko2jQ/s320/n9000391_31977193_8220.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006730066331016146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RXt6XPHtm8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/LGsFQcLyBzw/s1600-h/n9000391_31977191_7678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RXt6XPHtm8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/LGsFQcLyBzw/s320/n9000391_31977191_7678.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006729950366899138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-8020446864703503515?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/8020446864703503515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=8020446864703503515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/8020446864703503515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/8020446864703503515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2006/12/dj-techno-prisoners-me-and-ruf-uconn.html' title='DJ Techno Prisoners (me) and the RUF-UConn Christmas Extravaganza'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/RXt7RfHtnGI/AAAAAAAAABk/61Y2tncAEB0/s72-c/n9000452_31975318_201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-8074916680134916208</id><published>2006-11-27T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T19:10:20.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding on top of Lookout Mountain, GA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2516/4116/1600/739322/CurrierAndIvesLookoutMountainTennessee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2516/4116/320/858986/CurrierAndIvesLookoutMountainTennessee.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month I had the honor of preaching at my cousin Lisa's wedding, and this is the transcript of my message.  Note: As someone who often has to endure grief for my name (in New England, "Joey" is either a little kid or a baby kangaroo, not a pastor's name to say the least), it warms my heart to know that I now have someone (in my family no less) who must endure more.  :)  &lt;br /&gt;The above picture is a lithograph of &lt;a href="http://currierandives.net/LookoutMountainTennessee/"&gt;Lookout Mountain&lt;/a&gt; circa 1866.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 28, 2006 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa and Trippy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a great honor and a privilege to be able to give you a charge from Scripture to begin your marriage.  For those of you who don’t know, Lisa is my first cousin, so this is a special honor for me to participate in this service.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is a picture or a drama that was meant to point us all to Christ.  It is God’s idea, he created it, and he uses it again and again in Scripture as a metaphor to show how he loves us, that He has committed himself to love his people even as a groom commits himself to care for his bride, even tripping over himself in his eagerness to show us his love.  Last night at the rehearsal dinner we heard all kinds of stories from family and friends about how God has already been at work knitting the two of you together, as different as you are, and we’re here tonight to witness God now binding you together to become one flesh.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course one of the tragic effects of the Fall is that marriage is often seen as a means to an end of personal fulfillment, and what God intended to be a drama of love and redemption becomes in reality a story of two warring kingdoms, each trying to gain power over the other.  The question I want to consider for a few moments is this:  What will bind the two of you together to make your marriage a gospel drama rather than a self-centered power struggle?  What will make your marriage last?  My charge to you from Ephesians 5 that you’ve already heard read is this:  Let nothing come between you; but in order to do that you must let Christ come between you to be your example and to be your forgiveness.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the drama of marriage, there are two roles to be played.  Trippy, your role, your calling is to be the head of the household in the same way Christ is the head of the church.  This idea of “headship” is often misunderstood.  It is not as though men are superior to women, and so women should submit.  Also there is no sense of domination or cruelty in it.  No, the biblical idea of headship, Trippy, mirrors Christ, and is a loving and sacrificial responsibility to care for Lisa, to consider her needs before your own, to lay down your life for her, not only when she is in danger, but also in the more mundane moments of your daily lives.  Like when you know you’re right; in fact, you know your point is so ironclad and logically airtight that it cannot be disproven, and yet you are willing to lay all of that aside and listen to her, not because it’s the noble thing to do, but because you are completely and utterly convinced that that is what Jesus has done for you.  In fact, you will never be able to truly love Lisa sacrificially until you are convinced that you have been loved by God in that way.  When his accusers brought him to the cross, Jesus knew, and he was the only person who ever lived who could say this, that every charge of wrongdoing that was brought against him was false—that he was completely in the right.  And yet, because he loved us and considered our eternal security and happiness as more important than his own vindication, he laid down his life for us.  So Trippy, your role, your calling as Lisa’s husband is that for the rest of your life, until death separates you, you are to serve her, to honor her, when there’s a choice between making you or her look better, you choose her.  You are to listen to her, to be quick to repent when you fail, and to be quick to forgive when she fails.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul goes on and describes the wife’s role in this drama of redemption that marriage is mirroring.  Lisa, Scripture says you are to submit to Trippy in the same way the church submits to Christ, and to respect him.  What does that look like?  Again, this passage can be misused and often it is exploited.  Paul is not saying women are somehow inferior to men.  If you look at how Jesus treated women and the teaching of the rest of the New Testament, you’ll find the Bible is radically opposed to that idea.  No, submitting to your husband means that as you see him serving you and honoring you, you respond in kind.  Now wives, before you elbow your husbands and say, “See, if you would just lay down your life for me everyday, this whole submitting thing wouldn’t be so hard,” one way the church submits to Christ is by forgiving the same way Christ forgives.  And how has he forgiven us?  Do you understand that Jesus, in dying on the cross and rising from the grave has not only removed every ounce of punishment our sins deserve, but has also said to us, “I remember your sins no more!”  He is quite seriously saying to all who put their faith in him, “I have forgotten how you have wronged me.”  How does that relate to your marriage?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa and Trippy, you are each marrying a sinner!  And there will be times in your marriage when it will be tempting to bring up past wrongs--there’s no more effective weapon than that when you have been hurt—but it will destroy your marriage if you let it.  Forgiveness is hard, because it means forgetting how you’ve been wronged.  Not forgetting that it happened (that takes longer), but it means you no longer bring it up.  It is hard to do that, it costs you something, it means you can no longer use it to justify your anger.  And listen, you’re not going to be able to do that by pulling a Dr. Phil—you know, “Just dooo it!”  No, you have to look to Christ!  The only person or thing that should come between you is Christ.  Because He is the only one who can bind you together in love, to not only be your example for how to love each other, but also your forgiveness and righteousness when you fail to love each other well, and you will.  It make sense that forgiveness is costly and hard, because it was costly for God!  He couldn’t simply snap his fingers and forgive us, because he is just and justice would not be done.  No, he had to give up the apple of his eye, his only Son, to take the punishment our sins deserved.  Our forgiveness comes at a great cost to God!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa and Trippy, I charge you to make Christ the foundation on which you build your marriage.  Let him come between you so nothing else will.  Don’t look to each other for the deep joy that you were made for, because you won’t find it there and you’ll grow bitter and resent each other for not being able to provide it.  Jesus is the joy-giver of life; let him be the joy-giver of your marriage.  And when people come into your home and look at your marriage, imperfect as it will always be this side of heaven, they will see a glimmer of the drama of redemption in it.  I love you both and may God bless your marriage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-8074916680134916208?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/8074916680134916208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=8074916680134916208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/8074916680134916208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/8074916680134916208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2006/11/from-top-of-lookout-mountain-ga.html' title='Wedding on top of Lookout Mountain, GA'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-116345256468440339</id><published>2006-11-13T13:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T13:16:04.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dustin Salter and RUF Furman</title><content type='html'>Please be in prayer for Dustin Salter, RUF Campus Minister at Furman University in Greenville, South Carolina.  Early this past week he was riding his new mountain bike one street over from his house when he fell and hit his head.  He has been in a coma ever since and is showing no signs of improvement.  The doctors at this point are hopeful he will survive, but he has most likely suffered extensive brain damage.  Dustin is married and has three children.  Please pray that God would bring Dustin out of the coma and pray for his wife and children during this very difficult time.  Also pray for the over 100 students involved with RUF at Furman, that God would bring comfort and the peace of the gospel.  I will post an update on Dustin's condition when it becomes available. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sunday before the accident, Dustin preached on the providence of God in Traveler's Rest, SC.  You can listen to his sermon &lt;a href="http://www.redeemerchurch.net/sermons.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-116345256468440339?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/116345256468440339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=116345256468440339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/116345256468440339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/116345256468440339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2006/11/dustin-salter-and-ruf-furman_13.html' title='Dustin Salter and RUF Furman'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-116287164278197853</id><published>2006-11-06T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T19:54:21.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>G.K. Chesterton on Loving your Neighbor(hood)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/3706/1600/chesterton-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/3706/320/chesterton-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good friend Andy Black has a great blog called &lt;a href="http://thegash.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Gash&lt;/a&gt; that you should check out regularly (the name is from a Flaming Lips song).  He recently put up this short passage from G.K. Chesterton's seminal book &lt;i&gt;Orthodoxy&lt;/i&gt; that is worth reading.  A little context:  "Pimlico" was a down and out London neighborhood in Chesterton's day (completely renewed today).  Andy's challenge is this:  "Substitute 'Pimlico' for anywhere - your job, your school, your church, your city, the suburb where you grew up. This is one of the most rousing, convicting calls I've ever read."&lt;br /&gt;("Penny Dreadfuls," besides being a great name for a band, were mid-20th century dime novels, the precursors to today's graphic novels and even comic books).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="garamond"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been said that the primary feeling that this world is strange and yet attractive is best expressed in fairy tales. The reader may, if he likes, put down the next stage to that bellicose and even jingo literature which commonly comes next in the history of a boy.  We all owe much sound morality to the penny dreadfuls. Whatever the reason, it seemed and still seems to me that our attitude towards life can be better expressed in terms of a kind of military loyalty than in terms of criticism and approval. My acceptance of the universe is not optimism, it is more like patriotism. It is a matter of primary loyalty. The world is not a lodging-house at Brighton, which we are to leave because it is miserable. It is the fortress of our family, with the flag flying on the turret, and the more miserable it is the less we should leave it. The point is not that this world is too sad to love or too glad not to love; the point is that when you do love a thing, its gladness is a reason for loving it, and its sadness a reason for loving it more. All optimistic thoughts about England and all pessimistic thoughts about her are alike reasons for the English patriot. Similarly, optimism and pessimism are alike arguments for the cosmic patriot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us suppose we are confronted with a desperate thing -- say Pimlico. If we think what is really best for Pimlico we shall find the thread of thought leads to the throne or the mystic and the arbitrary. It is not enough for a man to disapprove of Pimlico: in that case he will merely cut his throat or move to Chelsea. Nor, certainly, is it enough for a man to approve of Pimlico: for then it will remain Pimlico, which would be awful. The only way out of it seems to be for somebody to love Pimlico: to love it with a transcendental tie and without any earthly reason. If there arose a man who loved Pimlico, then Pimlico would rise into ivory towers and golden pinnacles; Pimlico would attire herself as a woman does when she is loved. For decoration is not given to hide horrible things: but to decorate things already adorable. A mother does not give her child a blue bow because he is so ugly without it. A lover does not give a girl a necklace to hide her neck. If men loved Pimlico as mothers love children, arbitrarily, because it is theirs, Pimlico in a year or two might be fairer than Florence. Some readers will say that this is a mere fantasy. I answer that this is the actual history of mankind. This, as a fact, is how cities did grow great. Go back to the darkest roots of civilization and you will find them knotted round some sacred stone or encircling some sacred well. People first paid honour to a spot and afterwards gained glory for it. Men did not love Rome because she was great. She was great because they had loved her. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-116287164278197853?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/116287164278197853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=116287164278197853' title='50 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/116287164278197853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/116287164278197853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2006/11/gk-chesterton-on-loving-your.html' title='G.K. Chesterton on Loving your Neighbor(hood)'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>50</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-116252232740403706</id><published>2006-11-02T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T18:59:10.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4-Squared</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/3706/1600/4square.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/3706/400/4square.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of this semester a few RUF students (Tim Colegrove, Scott Colleran and Samantha Fink) decided to play four square in the middle of campus.  Little did they know that by Nov. 1st they'd have two weekly games and 27 people showing up to play on Wed. nights--they're even &lt;a href="http://www.studentactivities.uconn.edu/vdStuOrg/index.cfm?fuseaction=vieworg&amp;orgid=8262&amp;backto=viewa"&gt;official&lt;/a&gt; now.  I'm convinced that they're tapping into the ubiquitous "meta-longing" for what we've lost (in this case our childhood innocence)--who knew 4-square could be redemptive?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-116252232740403706?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/116252232740403706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=116252232740403706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/116252232740403706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/116252232740403706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2006/11/4-squared.html' title='4-Squared'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-116247565627189343</id><published>2006-11-02T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T18:53:41.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The RUF-UConn crew (and Nadine as Princess Nadine)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/3706/1600/BalletGirl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/3706/320/BalletGirl1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/3706/1600/dinnerparty06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/3706/320/dinnerparty06.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/3706/1600/fallconf06crazies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/3706/320/fallconf06crazies.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-116247565627189343?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/116247565627189343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=116247565627189343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/116247565627189343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/116247565627189343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2006/11/ruf-uconn-crew-and-nadine-as-princess.html' title='The RUF-UConn crew (and Nadine as Princess Nadine)'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-116167425730183645</id><published>2006-10-24T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T00:19:59.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Benefits of Brokenheartedness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/3706/1600/hrmoct06group3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/3706/320/hrmoct06group3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We recently took a group of RUF students down to the Hartford Rescue mission to cook food and serve it to whoever came in off the street. University life can be pretty isolating--rubbing shoulders with the poor isn't something our students (or their campus minister) experience every day. Most Fridays Rev. Greg Woods asks the volunteering group to lead a short devotional, so I spoke on Psalm 51 and the "Benefits of Brokenheartedness." As I was thinking about the Psalm in preparation for my message, I was struck by something that should've been obvious to me: "I'm about to talk to a group of homeless people about how to be brokenhearted. Do I even have a leg to stand on?" Would it be patronizing to offer these people anything more than a hot meal and a smile? Certainly any kind of gospel message would be disregarded--"Easy for you to believe," I imagined them muttering under their breath as they nodded politely. After a few more moments reflecting on the Psalm, I remembered something Rick Downs, my pastor in Cambridge, had said: "You're not ready to do mercy ministry until you recognize that YOU are the one that needs mercy. You are the poor one, the destitute, the one who should cry out, 'Have mercy!'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a bridge the gospel can travel between the suburban rich and the urban poor? Yes, it is our spiritual poverty. The suburbanite does not condescend to the urbanite! He travels a level road because his poverty is no less severe. We are right in hesitating to speak the gospel if we see ourselves as somehow condescending to our hearers. The breathtaking reality is that King Jesus speaks to us from his knees, a servant ready to wash our feet. What a disarming thought! If nothing else, that should put us flat on our faces before the unbelieving world. "Sinners THEN will turn to Thee." (Psalm 51:13)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-116167425730183645?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/116167425730183645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=116167425730183645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/116167425730183645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/116167425730183645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2006/10/benefits-of-brokenheartedness.html' title='The Benefits of Brokenheartedness'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-116105448590856919</id><published>2006-10-16T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T20:08:05.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alienation: A Forgotten Road for the Gospel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/3706/1600/250px-Revroad.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/3706/320/250px-Revroad.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If my work has a theme, I suspect it is a simple one: that most human beings are inescapably alone, and therein lies their tragedy." (Yates in &lt;i&gt;Boston Review,&lt;/i&gt; October, 1999).  Should Christians be reading novels with themes this bleak?  &lt;br /&gt;It is true that joy (not alienation) should be the central theme of the Christian life.  But joy that turns a blind eye to sorrow doesn't suit the reality of life in a broken world.  Novels like &lt;i&gt;Revolutionary Road&lt;/i&gt; are worth reading because they remind us of our true condition apart from Christ.  Sin alienates us from God, and that's why even though we know that Christ has brought us near, we often get the feeling we are "inescapably alone."  I need to be reminded of the gospel everyday--that although we turn away again and again, God draws us near again and again.  My college roommate and I wrote a song called "Come Closer" that never made it to tape.  That's what God is kindly saying to us as we look to the cross.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books like this also generate compassion for people who feel (and often are) alone.  How often in Christian circles does "ministry" get defined ONLY in terms of sharing a four point gospel plan?  We've forgotten that alienation is one of the primary roads the gospel travels.  One of the hymns we sing on Tuesday nights has this verse:  "Let sorrow do its work, come grief or pain; Sweet are Thy messengers, sweet their refrain, When they can sing with me: More love, O Christ, to Thee.&lt;br /&gt;Often grief and pain themselves are messengers that call us back to Christ.  But when we see others suffering, they are also a call to show compassion.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should be regularly reacquainting ourselves with the weight of the Fall.  It will make our joy weightier and our hearts more compassionate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-116105448590856919?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/116105448590856919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=116105448590856919' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/116105448590856919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/116105448590856919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2006/10/alienation-forgotten-road-for-gospel.html' title='Alienation: A Forgotten Road for the Gospel'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-115808222167981745</id><published>2006-09-12T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T10:30:21.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moz became Latino yet remained aloof</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.uncrate.com/men/images/2006/06/chuck-klosterman-iv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.uncrate.com/men/images/2006/06/chuck-klosterman-iv.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EX-SMITHS FRONTMAN PERFECT FOIL FOR THE INCARNATION&lt;br&gt; Chuck Klosterman's new book of old SPIN essays is out and I'm once again contemplating his pop-culture genius.  One of his essays (my favorite of his) describes his surreal experience at a Smiths/Morrissey conference in 2002 East L.A.    75% of the people there were Latinos under the age of 20.  Klosterman is mystified:  &lt;i&gt;Morrissey once sang that we must look to Los Angeles for the language we use, because London is dead.  And so it is:  The question is no longer "How soon is now?"; the question is "Es realmente tan extrano?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again, this time quoting 23 year old Albert Velazquez, a six foot eight (six five without the pompadour), 235 pound Mexican construction worker:  &lt;i&gt;The last time I saw him live, he looked into the audience and said, 'I wish I had been born Mexican, but it's too late now.'  Those were his exact words.  And the crowd just exploded.  He loves the Mexican culture, and he understands what we go through.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet 43 year old Stephen Patrick Morrissey, the one with Irish blood and an English heart, lives as a recluse in a mansion in L.A. and has never once attended this convention.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Word became flesh and dwelt &lt;i&gt;among us&lt;/i&gt;, and we have &lt;i&gt;seen his glory&lt;/i&gt;, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-115808222167981745?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/115808222167981745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=115808222167981745' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/115808222167981745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/115808222167981745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2006/09/moz-became-latino-yet-remained-aloof.html' title='The Moz became Latino yet remained aloof'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-115761291828537568</id><published>2006-09-06T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T00:08:38.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>M. Ward</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fluctuat.net/IMG/Post-War-M-Ward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.fluctuat.net/IMG/Post-War-M-Ward.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best album of 2006 (so far).  From Billboard:  &lt;i&gt;Ward says two pieces of post-war literature, Ernest Hemingway's "The Sun Also Rises" and Kurt Vonnegut's "Slaughterhouse Five," helped inspire some of the new album's themes.&lt;/i&gt;  The sound: World-weary-joy in a crowded tin-roof shack in Mississippi.  My favorite line, worthy of a tombstone: "[he] stormed with his feet and clapped with his hands/ (And) summoned all of his joy when he laughed."  For those of you who were there Tuesday night, this is what I was talking about when I said the best art in the world makes us ache for the joy it can never provide itself.  Merge Records is currently &lt;a href="http://www.mergerecords.com"&gt;streaming the album&lt;/a&gt; on their website.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mwardmusic.com"&gt;mwardmusic.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-115761291828537568?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/115761291828537568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=115761291828537568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/115761291828537568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/115761291828537568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2006/09/m-ward.html' title='M. Ward'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-115742377807924342</id><published>2006-09-04T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T19:36:18.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;One of the best videos ever made&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/92IWqopETfI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/92IWqopETfI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm in awe at the amount of time this must have taken to get it in one take (notice there are no edits).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-115742377807924342?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/115742377807924342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=115742377807924342' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/115742377807924342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/115742377807924342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-of-best-videos-ever-made-im-in-awe.html' title=''/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-115726358741136229</id><published>2006-09-02T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T08:36:56.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Geography of Nowhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/3706/1600/0671888250.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5375/3706/320/0671888250.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is a book by &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0671888250?v=glance"&gt;James Howard Kunstler&lt;/a&gt;, written in the mid-90s lamenting the loss of main streets and coherent communities in America.  His main thesis is that the American cry of "you can't tell me what to do with my land!" has resulted in what he calls "scary" places--cement-block buildings, kitsch architecture, and "nowheresville" suburbs.  Inner cities have been abandoned for "safer" places, thus making any kind of mutual dependency or community next to impossible (in fact, often the appeal of "the next great place to live" is its exclusivity/privacy/distance from the "down and outs."  &lt;br /&gt;I grew up in a neighborhood in Memphis, TN which was originally out in the country (it was on a beautiful pond surrounded by trees) but gradually got taken over by suburban sprawl (read Wal-Mart and six lane highway).  Kunstler's book put into words what I had felt most of my life but couldn't express, plus I thought his solutions (you'll have to read the book) were quite in line with a biblical worldview (even though he is quite hostile to Christianity).  I wrote him an email to say thanks and didn't think I'd hear back.  But what do you know, some authors actually care about their readers!  Here's my email and his response:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi James,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to drop you a short note to say "thank you" for your book.  I read it this summer.  You've given justification (and cogency) to my childhood's "backseat rantings" (as I imagine my parents calling them) about the horrors of living in a suburb.  I grew up in a suburban neighborhood in Memphis, TN.  I heard about your book through an interview with Thom Yorke in Spin.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One question that kept coming up as I read (I'm a Presbyterian campus minister):  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't Christianity/the church play a major role in establishing the town model you celebrate in The Geography of Nowhere?  One of the things I lament about the modern church is how it has given up its stance in the center of life (especially in America's cities), and that seems to be concurrent with a weak understanding of/interaction with our own history (and a lack of faith in Christianity's relevance in the modern world).  Memphis is a perfect example.  When I recently went there to visit family, I noticed all the historically "city-center" or at least "community center" churches have all moved to a non-descript, blasted landscape (yes, pastors can read Ferlinghetti) with literally NOTHING around (no poor people, no buildings, no NOTHING!).  They are communicating physically what they've concluded theologically/culturally:  "We have nothing to say to the complex problems of life/we are no longer recognized as a source for answers to difficult questions/retreat is the ONLY viable option."  &lt;br /&gt;Granting you the modern church's failures, then, where would YOU trace the origins of the community model you're buying into? I'm buying it too, as I think it is a thoroughly BIBLICAL model--you may disagree! :)  After all, the Bible begins in a garden and ends in a city!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would LOVE to hear your thoughts (if you have time).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Joey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KUNSTLER'S RESPONSE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey--&lt;br /&gt;   Well, thanks for the compliment. &lt;br /&gt;   Must have been an annoying childhood.&lt;br /&gt;    I've been to Memphis and the devastation of the city center is impressive.&lt;br /&gt;    The origin of the community model I buy into is the American civic experience prior to the end of World War Two.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Jim&lt;br /&gt;"It's All Good"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO MY READERS AND CORRESPONDENTS: I'm getting swamped with e-mails again, and it is necessary for me to ask for your cooperation. I will gladly answer urgent or compelling letters, but please don't overload me with links, clippings, or plain old chitchat. I appreciate your understanding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-115726358741136229?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/115726358741136229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=115726358741136229' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/115726358741136229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/115726358741136229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2006/09/geography-of-nowhere.html' title='The Geography of Nowhere'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-115716572285011168</id><published>2006-09-01T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T06:12:37.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nadine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.uconnruf.org/images/photos/DeenPinkShirt_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.uconnruf.org/images/photos/DeenPinkShirt_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a weekend in Cape Cod last week (our first time there) with the Hickmans (RUF St. John's).  The Black Dog (Martha's Vineyard) was monumental--do yourself a favor and get the Swordfish if you ever go.  This is Nadine sporting her Black Dog tshirt.  We don't call her the "Dean of Cute" for nothin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-115716572285011168?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/115716572285011168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=115716572285011168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/115716572285011168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/115716572285011168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2006/09/nadine.html' title='Nadine'/><author><name>J. Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13581105663647670609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0rLt8hVEpkk/TI7TiSE-JPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xhFfUChn6j0/S220/2062184283_3dd64e0280_z.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33720788.post-115713979082226514</id><published>2006-09-01T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T12:45:49.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the ashes of Andytown comes...</title><content type='html'>This blog.  While this is no attempt to re-create the genius that was the Andytown blog, I hope to at least make this worth your while.  If you've come here from the RUF UConn site, welcome!  I'll be posting some messages from Tuesday nights as well as some thoughts on culture, music, theology, ladder golf, &lt;a href="http://catanonline.com/default.htm?c00=1"&gt;Settlers of Catan&lt;/a&gt;, and pogo-balls.  That last one is for my sister if she ever reads this.  (Now THAT was a great Christmas.  I bounced the snot out of that thing.)  Also, you should anticipate a lot of pictures of my daugther Nadine (and my other daughter when she arrives!)  Brace yourselves, this is going to be really, REALLY good.  Or just better than average.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33720788-115713979082226514?l=uconnruf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/feeds/115713979082226514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33720788&amp;postID=115713979082226514' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/115713979082226514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33720788/posts/default/115713979082226514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uconnruf.blogspot.com/2006/09/out-of-ashes-of-andytown-comes.html' title='Out of the ashes of Andytown comes...'/><author><name>J. 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