Showing posts with label Site News. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Site News. Show all posts

Friday, January 13, 2012

New blog(s)

Those of you who have followed my writings over the years may be interested to see the relaunch of my personal site at, including separate sections for web design and development (Designgineering), theology (Ardent Fidelity), art (Ars Artis), and family life (From the Hearth).

I look forward to the (God-willing) many years and posts of writing ahead, and I hope at least one of those four blogs will give you something interesting to follow!

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

The End of an Era

Over five years ago, I started what ultimately became Thoughts; A Flame—a project that has lived under many names, and carried many different kinds of content—poetry, songs, web design tips, theology, personal stories, everything but recipes and child-rearing advice.

And now it is coming to a close. Not because I have any shortage of things to write about (I still have 15 ideas sitting on virtual sticky notes on my computer) but because my priorities are taking a dramatic shift over the next year. I have a limited amount of time for writing, along with the various other tasks I pursue, and I am taking on a fairly significant endeavor for next year: writing a novel. The hook is half science fiction, half drama, and all intriguing—everyone I have talked to, even the people who don't enjoy science fiction, think it's a solid idea. So I am going to write it. Unfortunately for this blog, however, that means that all my non-novel time will be very small, and all of it devoted to Pillar on the Rock and 52 Verses.

The decision to shut down this blog may seem sudden, but it really isn't; it's a thought I have been quietly chewing on for the last several months. As much as I enjoyed my spate of daily blogging in October, it highlighted for me just how adrift this blog's content has been. That lack of focus is not necessarily a bad thing, but when I get back to blogging (probably in a year or so; we will see), I intend to write with considerably more focus. Secondary topics will get split off onto their own blogs so that theology is not mingled with Blogger tips. Even if I were not going to write a novel next year, I would almost certainly be putting Thoughts; A Flame to rest for that reason alone. As it is, I simply will not be blogging at all.

That may prove quite a challenge, as many of you who know me will understand—but I really do need to devote all of my spare writing time to the novel if I am going to do a good job with it. It really is my aim to write the sort of book that I can publish, God willing!

You can expect exactly one more post in this space: a follow-up to last year's 12 Days of Christmas project—this year, James has upped the ante to 25 days, and the project is already live. You can see the first art here.

If you want to see what I'm thinking about and follow my writing over the next year, your best bet will be Pillar on the Rock, as I will continue writing regularly and serving as one of the general editors there.

With that, God bless. It's been fun, and I will always treasure everything I have learned writing here.

The site will of course remain online, with relevant posts available for the searching, seeing as there are several pieces of content here that remain highly trafficked.

Sunday, October 31, 2010

500 posts

Happy Reformation Day.

I'm feeling sick, so I'm going to read for a little bit and then go to sleep in the hope that tomorrow I will be well enough to go to work. I will, regardless, post my 501st blog on this site then, and offer some thoughts about what I've learned in the last month, what I plan for the future, etc.

Sleep well, and God bless.

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Shooting for 500

I have been blogging for almost exactly 5 years now. My first posts (slightly horrifying and definitely hilarious in retrospect) went up on Xanga in mid-September, 2005. I launched a parallel blog here on Blogger a little under a year later, in July, 2006, because I had quickly found that Xanga was, well... a pain in the neck, and not very tweakable. (There's a reason that Xanga is completely off the radar at this point.) I maintained the two in parallel for a few years, and then finally switched to this blog entirely in November 2008—almost 2 years ago, now.

Since I launched this blog, it has gone through several design iterations, changed names, even changed address (though never without being the same blog as far as the backend is concerned). It has been a slate for expression through the frustrations of singleness and rejection, seasons of folly and pride, times of deep repentance, moments of elation, the joys of dating and engagement and marriage. It has always been somewhat aimless, and intentionally so. This isn't a blog aimed at a particular point in the world; it is a blog aimed wherever my heart and mind are twitching at a given moment. (If you've read for a while, you know that can be quite a wide and strange variety of directions.)

My posting frequency has always fluctuated significantly. That's unsurprising; blogging takes a lot of time, and—if you're going to do it well—a lot of thought. Given I also run an online magazine, publish a new poem weekly as part of an ongoing art project, do occasional web design work on the side, read a lot of books, and have an awesome wife, it's obvious why my posting frequency might vary.

For the remainder of the month, however, I am going to try an experiment: to see whether I can write, and write meaningfully, every day. My posts will (of necessity) be shorter, at least in general: probably around the 500-600 word mark (this one, for example, sits comfortably right in that range). Knowing my own verbosity, that will probably be superseded significantly a few times, but I am not concerned with writing less; I am concerned with writing more. I think it will be good for me as a writer and a thinker, and it will also challenge me to steward my time a little more faithfully.

Finally, because this is my 475th post here on this blog, I should hit post 500 on October 30th; perhaps on the 31st I'll do something special to celebrate. Or maybe I'll just write another Reformation Day post and call it good. In any case, the next 26 days ought to be interesting. Here's hoping I can actually pull this off!

Given that, I have a request of my readers: help me out with topics! What kinds of things do you most enjoy my writing about? What bores you? What makes you want to tear your hair out, and what makes you want to frolic around your room like a unicorn on a candy high because it fills you with such absurd amounts of giddiness? Theology, families, cooking techniques, writing, music, politics, culture, art, movies, humor? (Okay, let's be realistic: humor is probably not going to make the list of strong points for this blog, and the cooking techniques option isn't really an option..)

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

52 Verses | a year of poems

As I've mentioned a few times recently, I've had a new project in the works. Unsurprisingly, it's another blog, which went live a few minutes ago.

52 Verses is an art experiment, and an opportunity to declutter Thoughts; A Flame a bit. I realize that this blog has not, historically, been very focused. Its content has ranged from the whimsical to the theological, from poetic reflections on good and evil to proasic descriptions of my life. I am in the process of slowly changing that—hopefully allowing my readers to pick and choose what they'll read from me. 52 Verses is a first step in that direction.

Just as importantly, however, at least for me, it is an opportunity to develop discipline and increase my skill in an art form I love: poetry. I have long enjoyed expressing my heart through lyrical turns of phrase, often to the detriment of my prose. I have also never really practiced poetry. Over the next year, I will. Every week by Friday at 7 pm, a new poem will be up. Sometimes, when I'm feeling particularly poetic, more than one will go up in a week, but the premise and the promise is one per week, for a year.

When the year is done, the project will end. (I'll have to find a new home for poetry at that point, but that's okay: part of the fun is putting a definite beginning and end to the project.)

I am very interested in constructive criticism, because part of the goal is becoming a better poet and a better writer. Take a look, and let me know what you think!

Monday, May 31, 2010

We're all fine here... how are you?

Some of you may have noticed that Google Chrome is flagging this site as potentially dangerous, thanks to a site that I link to that got hacked recently. Don't worry; Thoughts; A Flame is running just fine, no hackage.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Quick update

I am currently working on the final post in a series on divorce and remarriage at Pillar on the Rock. PJ has laid out the doctrinal basis of our views, and I will cover the practical application of views. That post will hopefully go live on Thursday. I hope you'll take a look and leave your thoughts on what he has written so far, as well as on my own post later this week. I believe this is one of the most challenging issues to deal with in the church, and so these are important posts.

I have three posts sitting in the tank for this blog. One of those will probably go up sometime tomorrow, and the others will probably wait for early next week, since I will be in Colorado Springs to celebrate my youngest sister's graduation over the long weekend. I am so proud of her—she has done very well, not only scholastically but personally in high school, and she is very quickly becoming a very admirable woman of God.

For now, I am going to get back to writing this Pillar post, enjoy dinner with my beautiful wife, and then spend time in fellowship and Bible study with our community group. May God bless you richly with the knowledge of His son!

Monday, May 10, 2010

Quick status update

I promise to be mostly absent and certainly not as extravagantly poetic this week as last. I have training classes every day from 8:30 to 5:00 this week... which makes for long, tiring days, to say the least. It affords me an excellent opportunity to build up some extra time so I can enjoy a day off with my wife in a week—but it certainly has a cost in the meantime! And of course, thanks to the joys of mono, I still have negative amounts of paid time off, though I'm getting close to being back in the positives.

In other news, there were tornadoes in Norman and Midwest City (and Edmond, and many other places) today. The one in Norman was about three miles away from Jaimie; the one in Midwest City was about half a mile to a mile away from me. Craziness!

Saturday, May 1, 2010

Poetry, Failing Memory, and Redesigns!

Strangely enough, writing poetry helps my prose. I imagine the same is true in reverse. A blogger I read recently commented to the same effect, quoting someone famous. Apparently, however, neither writing poetry nor writing prose seems to be helping my memory much, as I cannot remember the blogger in question or the famous writer he referenced.

Interestingly, I have had a great many poetical thoughts driving to work this week. I am not entirely sure why, though I have made a point to shut off the stereo system the last several days. Silence (even of the terribly partial variety one gets well driving on Oklahoma highways) is terribly helpful for thinking. For better or for worse, it is also better for exposing just how weak one's mental constitution is. (For the record: it is better to have that exposed, so that one can work on it, but it feels worse in the moment of realization.)

some current projects: I have just finished the final tweaks (most of them very subtle) here at Thoughts; A Flame. Jaimie's blog, Refining Process, just underwent a significant redesign using Blogger-In-Draft's new Template Editor (the same tool used to redo this blog). Pillar on the Rock will be getting a fresh new look sometime shortly, as well, this one courtesy of my imagination and quite a few hours spent coding... no default templates, however customized, for us!

Saturday, March 20, 2010

And, we're back!

Having spent an afternoon implementing what I'd spent a week thinking on, and thanks to some of blogger's handy new features, Thoughts; A Flame is up looking new and improved! Comments welcome!


Thoughts; A Flame will be unavailable temporarily as I transition to a new theme and layout. You'll like it... I promise.

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

How Mono is like Sin, and other ramblings

It's been a month since I last blogged here. I've had mono, and one of the consequences has been an inability to focus for long periods of time. For obvious reasons, that puts a bit of a damper on my blogging ability. Seeing as I have a pretty solid commitment elsewhere on a regular basis, the result has been my absence from this blog. (I'd have been more worried if I had more regular readers!)

Before anyone asks, I haven't a clue how I got the silly disease. The only woman I've ever kissed, my beautiful and amazing wife Jaimie, has never had mono, and I don't share drinks with people. Mysterious infections are even lamer than unmysterious infections.

it's in times like this that I'm particularly grateful for a job like the one God provided. I'm blessed by being able to actually take the doctor's orders and stay home and rest. Mono is what's often called a nuisance disease: you don't feel terrible, and in fact you're often relatively functional. Bad spells of headaches, dizziness, and extreme fatigue are offset by the relatively regular times in between. The trick is, you won't get better unless you rest... a lot. So, when the doctor prescribed bedrest, I counted myself blessed to have a job with good short-term disability benefits, so that I can stay home and rest.

Being unable to concentrate for long periods of time has been strange. Normally, when I'm at home sick, I do a lot of reading. I've done comparatively little in the last two weeks, though, because I've simply been unable to drive my mind through any substantive books. I've managed a little Star Wars, a little Asimov, and a very little bit of a neat anthology I picked up recently, Leland Ryken's The Christian Imagination. It's a good one, but as is often the case with anthologies, it doesn't have a solid line of thought through; it's organized by theme, so it gets a little repetitive. Not really the best recipe for overcoming mental stamina problems...

As I'm thinking about mono, I realize that in a lot of ways, its day to day effects are an excellent picture of how sin works in the life of a Christian. In some ways, you barely notice its effects, especially once you get used to them. But the effects are always there, dragging you down, preventing you from doing what you truly want to do. I can't play Ultimate, write blog posts easily, read long, difficult books, or even go to work. Similarly, sin keeps me from loving my wife as well as I want, from reaching out to neighbors or peers with the gospel effectively, or serving selflessly in the church. It attacks in subtle ways that, save for the rare flareups, are hardly noticeable. But, like mono, it simply will not go away unless you get serious about dealing with it. I'll paraphrase John Owen: if you're not attacking mono, it's attacking you, and the same thing goes for sin.

Hopefully I'll be back to normal soon, posting here at least once a week and going to work and even, a few weeks later, playing some Ultimate. In the meantime, if you want blog posts from me, head over to Pillar on the Rock, if you want Ultimate somebody's playing it near you, and if you want work, well, there's always some to be done (though I'll definitely pray for you if you're out of work in the current recession).

Come back next time, when I'll get really crazy and compare sin to some sort of carnivorous plant! (No promises.)

Friday, November 7, 2008


I'm currently seeing if I can integrate the majority of my online work into a single location, making use of some of the very rich features of iGoogle. Currently I've integrated my Gmail account (one of two I primarily use; the other is my school e-mail address), my Calendar (which I've now synced up with iCal on my Mac, and which would readily support integration with a capable phone if I so desired), my Astronomy Picture of the Day, and even a Google Maps gadget. Thoroughly handy.

Oh, yes, and I should mention that I'm publishing this from one click on that same page, which immediately takes me to my "Create Post" page here on Blogger.

I'm finding myself fairly thoroughly impressed with this. Good work, Google. Between your superlative efforts and the ongoing encroachment by Apple on territory that Microsoft long dominated fairly effortlessly, the technological world is looking rather different these days than it did five years ago.

Friday, October 17, 2008

Art lives

Once a week. That's my goal. Just once a week. If I can make that, I'll look to start upping it again. But once a week is important to me.

Why? Because I've recognized in the last week that writing is important in my life. Some of the largest breakthroughs I've had spiritually have come because God has used things I've written to turn around and smack me in the face; journaling and blogging have been a significant part of my existence since I came to college.

That doesn't mean I need to blog religiously; if blogging stops being useful, or if it's getting in the way of other, more productive things, it goes away. Frankly, though, until I'm spending the time I would otherwise spend on blogging on a book, and doing so seriously and with some committed drive, I don't think it's a good idea for me to stop blogging. It's healthy; it's a release for me; it focuses my thoughts in a more coherent manner - not only for writing but for life - and it helps me a hone a gift God has given me.

So you should all spam me quite ferociously if I don't have a blog post up every week by Sunday night at the latest.


One of the consequences of my not having blogged regularly for the last two months is that there are almost innumerable thoughts tumbling about in my brain, most of them so jumbled together that I find it difficult to separate them out sufficiently as to make this a coherent and intelligible post. I will, however, do my best.


I've been writing music for symphony orchestra for the first time since early my freshman year of college. When I was in high school, nearly everything I wrote was for orchestras of some size or another; I had never written a non-improvisatory piece of solo piano music before I came to college. Nor had I written any chamber music pieces of any scale or substance; I had written a small piece for the equivalent of a pop ensemble minus a singer and that was as close as I'd come. That's not to say that any of those things were bad; I simply composed in a very limited range.

And then, for three years, I didn't. Since I started taking private composition lessons during the spring of my freshman year, I've written
  • a flute solo,

  • a duet for flute and bassoon,

  • a brass quartet; a trio for piano, oboe, and viola,

  • a serial woodwind quintet (my least favorite piece of music, and the one from which I learned the most),

  • a string quartet,

  • a suite for piano,

  • a setting of Psalm 142 for tenor voice, flute, clarinet, french horn, cello, harp, and percussion,

  • a setting of Psalm 67 for choir, harp, two guitars, and a harpsichord,

  • an oboe solo,

  • several pieces of "popular" music for piano and vocals.

I wrote one very brief and very small-scale orchestra piece for a project for a friend - a minute long, with very restrained orchestrations. And that's it.

And I learned something quite striking this week as I pondered this new piece for orchestra that I've been working on over the last six weeks. Not writing orchestra music for the past three years has been incredibly good for me; indeed, it has improved my composition for orchestra more than I would have thought possible. Having written for the broad range of ensembles listed above has pushed me immensely as a composer, has required me to refine and sharpen my technical abilities, rather than simply relying on my ear and my instincts and the incredibly broad scale of an orchestra to accomplish my ends.

You see, an orchestra is large enough and thick enough in texture that one can hide a lot simply by having decent orchestrational ability - and if you've listened to enough John Williams growing up (I did) that's relatively easy to come by. But you don't become a masterful composer without learning how to write for each instrument. The orchestra is more than the sum of its parts, and that's one of the most profoundly satisfying aspects of writing for it. Yet no piece of music truly exceeds its weakest point, and so an understanding of all the parts of the orchestra is important if one wishes to master it.

My mastery of the orchestra is somewhere a few millennia down the line, and I'm quite content with that. I am aware, having written over 6 minutes of orchestra music in the last 6 weeks, that I can do things, can think and hear things, that I simply could not have heard even a year ago. So, I am incredibly grateful to have been given the opportunity to compose in a myriad of other style and for a wide variety of other instrumentations; had I not, my composition would have grown far less than it has as it is. And I am grateful for the professor who I've had - a man with whom I frequently disagree, yet from whom I have learned much.

I've also learned again that my soul as a composer and a creator lies in the sound of the symphony, indeed in the symphonic poem (a technical term describing the sorts of programmatic music I've always written). I tell stories. And, like a novelist who learns the craft of the novel better by writing short stories and nonfiction, I have learned to use the orchestra more effectively by composing for everything but. And now I'm telling stories on a grand scale again.

It's my soul laid out in notes on a page, in sound in the air: a sense of the grandeur of life, and of destinies and of hope, of terrible loss and ultimate victory, of the greatness of being a creature in God's world, a part of his story. It's the fire that runs in my veins blasting from the bell of the trumpet and singing from the sweet winds and calling out from the strokes of the strings.


Here, then, is a taste of worship as it ought to be: the heartcry of our soul, poured out with utter abandon to the God who creates, in whose image we have been fashioned even in this. The human heart is drawn to art because in it we see - broken, as ever in this life - a reflection of the One who made us. In the strokes of Van Gogh's brush, in the sound of a Rocket Summer concert, in the gentle curves of a vase, in the flowing motion of a dance, in sweet song and in choked-out monologue: we see a picture of the Creator-God, the Artist-King who made us. And our hearts burn, ache, expand as though to burst out of us as we glimpse the tiniest hint of his glory: as in the strains of Mahler's 2nd Symphony, or in the brush-colors of the Sistine, or in the whirl of the Nutcracker, we for a moment are caught up in transcendence and recognize the joy that our God has in creating, in making us works of art that reflect their creator just as every piece of music its composer displays.

As much as glory, our great and terrible brokenness is here revealed. Every piece of art reflects its maker. Not only is there a great deal of very broken art in this world, but every piece of Art in this world - every human being made to reflect the one true Artist - is broken, destroyed. And in the butchering of our music by musicians too busy to work hard on it, in the tear in a precious painting, in the broken shards of pottery, we begin to feel in the slightest measure the depth of pain that God has in our rebellion, our sin, our rejection of our one purpose in this life: to reflect him. For the broken pottery can no longer show its maker's hand, the painting can no longer show the painter's mastery, and the music can no longer show the loving craft of the composer. Just so, we no longer show for the goodness, the holiness, the love, of God - nor indeed do we show as we ought any part of His glorious character.

And so in art we have a picture painted broad, a poem writ large, a symphony screaming to be heard, of both the transcendent purposefulness and glory that our lives were meant to be and the broken emptiness that they are.

There is hope, though. Oh, yes, there is hope.

How? Because while the orchestra cannot be corrected midconcert; the painting never quite like it was, the pottery never put back together, we serve a God who not only can but every single day does do that with his broken creations.

What artistry this! What marvelous hands do now reshape the clay? And to a form not only as it was before, but better? Incredible, you say? Yes, I say: yet credible, too, for it is our great God and King, for whom no task of restoration and renewal is impossible.

Art lives.

Our lives.

- Chris

Thursday, June 12, 2008


A few thoughts I'll leave you with before what is likely to be a three day absence, as I'm taking a trip to Ft. Worth to visit Jaimie and her family (huzzah!).

It is good to discipline our bodies: to work at being in good shape, to spend time exercising. The exercise of our body is good for our mind, as well.

It is good to exercise our minds in ways that are perhaps not as natural as once they were. An essay on The Atlantic commented at some length on the ways in which the Internet is changing not only how we function externally in relation to information, but how it affects even the way our minds think and work. It's an important piece of writing; I recommend that you take the time to read through all of it.

I also recommend that you then take time to read at least one truly good book this summer: a great work of literature, or one of the classics of the Christian faith. You can draw on any you like, but a good place to start might be The Point's 2008 Summer Reading List. Books that challenge you, build up your mind, and force you to think are good for you, and we don't read enough of them. More than that: set aside time to work on whatever book you're reading in great big chunks, and take time to think about it. Letting a work of literature percolate through your mind is nearly as important as the reading itself is.

Swordfighting is good exercise.

The pursuit of God is the pursuit of the greatest joy and glory conceivable.

There are few things in this world fighting for. A life with purpose and meaning is one of them. A life with joy and passion, too. None of the things worth fighting for can be found without God.

Take some time to actively listen to some good music this summer: not merely to hear it as you do something else, but to sit quietly and listen to music. Learn to appreciate classical music: it's an acquired skill, not something that comes naturally to everyone, but well worth your time. I highly recommend the works of Arvo Pärt if you want God-glorifying modern classical music. Again, it may take some effort to appreciate, but it's well worth your time.

As I've written before: beauty requires work, both in creation and appreciation. But all good things in life are thus; why should beauty be any different?

May the grace and peace of our Lord Jesus Christ comfort, sustain, and uphold you; may the glory of His name consume you!

- Chris

Sunday, May 25, 2008

To pause and reflect

I spent a considerable portion of the day working on a "looking back" project in my journal. I wrote a total of 7 pages of recollection (in summary) of the chief events as I recall them at this point of my life. It was a profitable exercise: for in doing so, one can see more clearly all that God has done.

It is interesting to reflect thus. Many things make far more sense now in retrospect than they did at the time. Some things make no more sense. And a few things actually make less sense than I thought they did at the time. But I am encouraged in that I know that God's faithfulness is supreme. I don't need to understand all these things; I need only trust in my faithful God, who is Sovereign and in charge of all these things.

I stand in awe of how faithful God has been to provide for me financially, above and beyond my needs to give me things that have been an incredible blessing to me. I stand in awe of how he has protected me relationally, even by holding my heart in a painful position until the one He had for me was near, and we were ready for each other. Incredible!

In addition, God's faithfulness to bring the right people into my life at the right time - from Travis Dunlap to Chris Goree to Jaimie Dawn - has been positively amazing. And before that, with Pat Dorbin in the time before college, and of course my parents and sisters all along the way (though I did not truly begin to appreciate them until the spring of 2007, God forgive me). The way in which the right people have been in the right place at the right time to make an essential difference is astounding. More amazing yet is the fact that all have been so faithful - both to encourage and to correct - as I have required. God's faithfulness is exceedingly good!

This sort of project takes a great deal of time, emotional energy, and hand strength. My hand quite literally aches from the amount of writing I did. And yet, it seems fitting that I should take this time before I finish this journal - it is only 17 pages left to write in out of a few hundred - as I started it when I came to school.

In this time of reflection, I have been reflecting as well on the necessity of reflecting. How are we to understand the way God works in our lives if we do not take the time to stop and understand how He has worked in our lives? And how can we expect to have a healthy perspective on what He is doing if we never pause to recognize what He has already done? We cannot! It is of the utmost importance that we stop to be remembrancers of the goodness and faithfulness of God. Out of such reflection, mediated by prayer and an abiding knowledge of Scripture, is born a deep and comforting understanding of God's character. We may rest assured that He will never leave us or forsake us. He has promised it in Scripture, and He has faithfully demonstrated it in our lives. By pausing to take stock every so often, we learn to recognize His hand in even the "mundane" and day-to-day, and so are comforted when things go ill with us. We have a record of all that He has done when things have seemingly gone amiss before.

And so we must at times stop and reflect on what has come before. We dare not become fixated on the past, just as we must never let the future consume us. We live today. But we look back on all that God has done to give us hope and courage to continue pressing on into the future. Only by understanding the past can we forsake it and be trapped by it no more - and so press on to the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus!

As a side note, I've made a few changes in the blog look and layout. Do let me know what you think!

God bless you. May His grace and peace sustain you in all things.

- Chris

Friday, January 25, 2008


So, some changes are headed this way in the next few days/weeks. I'll be retitling this blog. It's also now located at instead of, which is easier to tell people and easier to remember. My posting rate should remain much the same, but may slow a little while I'm making the adjustments and as I'm continuing to develop a picture of exactly what my contributions and interactions on Soli Deo Gloria are going to look like. No worries... I'll be around just as much.

I'll be putting up a life update post tomorrow, as well as posting some thoughts I've been mulling over about worship over at our group blog.

God's grace be with you!

- Chris

Monday, January 21, 2008

New blog news!

Well, I've started on a new blogging venture with several friends - in addition to, not in lieu of, this one. The site is still being developed, and the guy coordinating it has yet to post the first post as of the time I write this, but I am terribly excited: it's a place where four like-minded Christian young men will be posting our thoughts on God's work and all that He is teaching us. I've no doubt we will end up posting responses to each other, as well as our own random thoughts, and the read should be interesting. You can find us at Soli Deo Gloria (or copy and past the following into your browser:

God bless!

- Chris

Saturday, March 17, 2007


Just so you all know, I'm going to be away for the next 7 days. I will return late Friday night - so please don't think I'm ignoring you or your posts; I will be back. In the meantime, I'm excited to see what God works in my heart as I pursue Him at Glorieta over spring break.

- Chris

Friday, February 16, 2007

Big news

Well, at long last, I've finally managed to get my website ( up and working. It links to the primary version of this blog, has samples of my music, my writing, and even a brief bio! Do stop by sometime and let me know what you think, please! (As a related side note, the blogspot iteration of this blog may at some point end up being relocated to, but I'll let you know if and when that happens.) God bless, and good night!

- Chris