Dave Update

So, here I am in my apartment, sitting and typing on my mom-in-law's little white iBook. Sarah's making the rounds, turning off the lights and picking up the various and sundry things that the smallest member of our family left in his amazing wake. He's fast asleep now; he doesn't yet share his father's latest talent of lying in bed for hours without falling asleep.

This has been a hard semester. A hard last couple of months. Emotionally, it has reminded me of the times I used to lie stacked up near the ceiling of traber six, focusing on the simple action of breathing because any mental inch past that would hit the unstable complexity where things fall apart. Circumstantially, things are a bit more layered than they were back then. I am a father, a husband, a student. In those senses, it's a lot more scary when things don't hold together as neatly as I'd like them to.

Ok, Dave, enough poetics, what do you have to update?

Who are you?-- so rudely interrupting my descriptions-- I'm not sure I was finished.

I don't know, I just thought you actually might be getting to something that has anything to do with your title. Just a thought.

You're right--you know, that is my problem. It's my problem with the papers I try to write. It's the problem with the essay exams I try to compose. It's the problem with my grand schemes to change the way Churches operate in an urbanizing world. I've got a lot of grand ideas floating around in my head--then when I go to put them down in any logical order, all I do is start blabbering about obscure details which have little to do with....I'm doing it right now. Sorry.

Since I last wrote, I've completed another semester of terribly interesting but terribly confusing courses. Seminary definitely raises more questions than it answers. True, I knew this would be the case when I came; but simply cannot avoid the emotional process of actually walking through complex confusery, if you know what I mean.

I applied for a job that I knew was a bit out of my reach and made it to the first round of interviews but no further. Gordon College (not the seminary) has started a partnership with the city of Lynn through which they connect student interns with urban development opportunities. This is a growing program, and the woman who has developed it (through Gordon) has big visions for it--she hopes both to engage in wide scale urban development as well as wide scale educational reform (turning the current incubator model of education into a service-learning model). Anyway, it's a growing program, and they have just added an Associate Director position to it. This is the position to which I applied. So, on the one hand, it's been hard dealing with the disappointment of a dream job not working out. On the other hand, it's encouraging to know that there is a type of job out there that I can get really excited aobut.

This week, Sarah and I will be traveling with Andrew down to Florida to pick up my parent's car (long story) and slowly drive it back up to MA over the course of the week. I'm looking foward to spending some time just letting my system reboot (ha! the metaphors that emerge with technology!).

OK. I'm tired. I hope this hasn't been to confusing of a post for you to progress through.
I miss you guys. We should do more writing about our lives. It's hard to get things out in type, but I think it's worth it.
Anyway. Over-and-out. Until next time.