Okay, folks. Here's where I am: I'm living at home, am jobless (for the moment), not deeply involved in a ministry (as of yet), not taking any graduate classes right now, don't really know a lot of people in Tulsa, and am adjusting to a razor thin budget. So, what do I have? Plenty of things, of course. Life's horizon is looking more wild all the time, so I should make the very best of my time right now. So, what do I have on hand? Lots of classic literature. If I don't head down to Abilene early, I have about six months at home to devour a lot of this stuff.

Sitting in front of me is a small stack of books I rescued from some boxes my dad was throwing out. Just right here I have Dante's Inferno, Doctor Zhivago, Death of a Salesman (Arthur Miller), Cannery Row by Steinbeck, A Midsummer Night's Dream (Although I've never really enjoyed reading Shakespeare), The Cantebury Tales, Joyce's A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, Typee by Herman Melville, and Les Miserables. My life for the past few years has been consumed by a lot of really good reading, but I've left the literary classics behind. No good!

Of course, before this venture begins I must finish books 3, 4, 5, 6, and 7 of the Chronicles of Narnia series. The first two and the first two-thirds of the third have been great. The writing in The Horse and His Boy has been superior to the first two, I believe. I actually think it is unfortunate that The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe is the book of the series that gets all of the attention.

Anyway, that's enough of that. As Johnny Coleman so eloquently stated atop the cliffs of Nicol Lake in Tuscaloosa, "Those books may be good, but nothing is as sharp as the Sword." So true. So, what should my next biblical adventure be? I've successfully begun my handwriting project of Matthew, but I might keep that shelved for the moment. I think I'll continue in Daniel where I left off.

As always, more to come.