Australian 'theology'

Brilliant. I know it's geek humour, but it's still brilliant.
ht con campbell

A very slow morning

This is of no weight, notice, import or significance. So, if you've having a slow day (as obviously I am), then read on. Otherwise, go and do something useful.

I'm sitting here at my desk gazing around aimlessly when something struck me. There are very few theologians of significance who have seven letters in their surname (and by 'theologians of significance, I mean theologians whose books I own, and by theologians I'm including historians and biblical scholars). Now of course the observant of you will immediately pick up on the fact that my surname as 7 letters, so it's not difficult to imagine the delusion of grandeur I was drifting away on.

But think about it. There aren't many. There are some (Barrett, Hoekema, Barnett, Wallace, Brunner, Goodwin, Trueman, Webster)

But the big guns are 6 and 8 letters (with a few 'fivers' thrown in - Stott, Barth, Piper, Bruce, Henry, and of course Doyle): Carson, Wright, Morris, O'Brien, Packer, Thomas, Murray, Grudem, Gunton, Machen, Nicole, Luther, Calvin, Spurgeon, Westcott, Warfield, Demarest, Robinson, Torrance, Bromiley, Moltmann. The list goes on.

Now of course some of you will suggest that this is just the way things work - 7 letter names just aren't as popular as others. But still - you've got to wonder...

Oops...

Of course in my last post I didn't really need to add Baptist to Reformed as to be truly Reformed is to have a Biblical position on baptism! [I am taking advantage of the fact that my co-blogger is so busy at the moment...]

Genesis 1-3: A Parsnipian case study

In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth. [...] Then God said, 'Let the land produce vegetation' [...] and it was so. The land produced vegetation [...] And God saw that it was good.

That means, parsnips were like this:


But then...

To Adam he said: 'Because you listened to your wife and ate from the tree about which I commanded you "you must not eat of it": cursed is the ground because of you...'

And so that means I get parsnips like this:


Bring on the new heavens and the new earth when parsnips might be peelable once more.

MiniOrr?

The blogging world (or our little part of it, anyway) waits with baited breath for news of the latest addition to the Orr household. Will it be another Orr Junior, or will Emma have an Orrette (and Pete learn how to braid hair)?

I would like to think that the But Now community can take part in this joyous occasion by suggesting names for the little one.

Factors to consider include:
Irish ancestry
Biblical pedigree
Great Irish sporting namesakes.

Given that there aren't any of the latter, please focus on the first and second.

Giant Squid Rings

Well, they would be. NZ scientists are defrosting a giant squid caught early last year and in the deep freeze ever since. Apparently it takes some time (the microwave isn't quite big enough). And not only are they doing it, you get to watch it. This would suit you is watching the grass grow or paint dry is just a little too out there for you. Sit back. Put your feet up. Enjoy.

Things that make you go....

I was told this morning after the ANZAC day service, by a lovely lady in her 80s, that I had great thrust. I have no idea that means! And I have no idea how one responds that. But I did feel slightly awkward.