Changed Location

In the interests of making this blog easy for me to update, I've moved it from http://angolateam.org/reese/blog to its new home at http://angolareeses.blogspot.com. Update your bookmarks and blogrolls if you need to. Sorry if it causes any inconvenience. Here's a picture to make it worth your while.

Just call me the epitome of consistency

I think I'm fairly consistent in my blogging. As in, I have consistently not posted now for over a year. I might, however, try to break out of that rut and do something different for a change. Like actually post. But of course, I make no guarantees. If I do post more often, I'll try to include more newsy things about what's going on in our life, since my esoteric ramblings aren't nearly as interesting to you as they are to me.

By the way, if you want an easy way to keep up with (in)consistent bloggers like me, try adding a Google Reader widget to your Google page. I've found it very convenient, because I have Google set as my homepage, and so whenever I open the web browser, I am confronted with a list of the newest blog posts from my friends. And it's easy to scan through them without even leaving that page, if I don't want to. Obviously, there are lots of other tools for doing the same thing, this is just the one I find most convenient. Here's a screenshot, in case you're interested in doing the same thing.

On the web again

So it's been a while. I know. I might think about posting again soon... maybe. Meanwhile, I've just started trying out Facebook.

A blogging wife

Mm hmm, Katie's loose in the blogo-sphere. There's no telling what she'll write about, but if the current entry is any indication, we all might learn a little about the fuzzy sides of life. I'm enjoying getting to teach her about new things, and she's excited about trying out this new toy. So stop on by and say hi at http://www.angolateam.org/reese/katie.

Back in the saddle

I'm not sure which saddle we're talking about, but I'm back anyway. This summer has been an incredible whirlwind of Angola, wedding, and class mumbled together, and now the fall semester has caught me not quite prepared. So I'm working my tail off. Actually, I'm taking a break to post on a long-forgotten blog. If I can manage it, I'll post a few tidbits of our trip to Angola during the next several weeks.

I've also started editing Wikipedia in my not-so-free time. It's fun, even if certain critics think it's a waste of brain power, or perhaps lack thereof. You might enjoy it too.

The Angolablog Returns

Just want to welcome Nathan back to the dance floor.

Nathan's blog

A tip o' th' hat to Bobby

I'd like to share my testimony: I wouldn't be here if it weren't for Bobby the blogangelist (p. b. u. h.). What a mentor he is for me in this brave new world where all are empowered to let their foolishness stream forth. I've got some foolishness of my own to add to the hobo stew; if you don't like the way it tastes, I guess Bobby is to blame. But then again, he's to blame for Bob and Greg too.

By the way, I mean that bit about campfires and bridges. Two things dear to my heart. From my childhood in Africa surface cherished memories of the starlit southern hemisphere, a majestic midnight blue canvas enveloping a world of adventure, danger, and peace. The night air alive with the sounds of insects, jackals, lions, owls. The nearby bushes concealing who knows what. And the light of the campfire radiating on the faces of those who love God's creation. I learned to listen to God there. I still long for those times. Grad school just isn't quite the same.

And bridges. Connections. I'm constantly pondering how to make new connections. How to connect people with Christ. (Ever read Bridges of God by Donald McGavran? I'm checking it out right now.) How to maintain bridges among Churches of Christ, left right and center. How to build bridges between Churches of Christ and other denominations. What types of bridges need to be built between America and Africa. How to build bridges of African Christians from other countries into Angola. How development may serve as integral parts of bridges among Angolan Christians. How seminary students like me can bridge the gap to normal life, normal people.

Campfires and bridges. My prayer is that both will be an honor to God. It is Him for whom I exist. I hope that's true for you too.