For some reason my blog keeps disappearing.

Have you seen [1] Deja Vu with Denzel Washington? I have seen it twice now, I think. Is it possible that that is an example of what Christian cinema could be? An underlying acknowledgement of the triune God, overtly Christian themes and Tim Powers-type story. I thought it was a great movie. I am pretty sure it wasn’t because I am the worst when it comes to movie recommendations and I have learned to keep my mouth shut, sorta.

[2] Rick Saenz will not be publishing his magazine The Gospel Plow so he has given us permission to put our articles on our blogs. I wrote an article on agrarian weddings before I even knew that I had 2 weddings on the horizon. Sometime over the weekend, Lord willing and the creek don’t rise, I plan to publish that article on this blog.

Now for the disclaimer: Our 2 weddings are not going to be ‘agrarian’ weddings. They are going to be wonderful but neither wedding qualifies as agrarian in the sense that I picked up from working on the article last summer. An agrarian wedding would not need long months of preparation and the expense of the wedding would be shared among a community of believers. After watching the two weddings I am involved with unfold and all the stresses involved I am still hoping for a coming wedding revolution among Christians of a certain stripe.

Speaking of agrarianism, on my walk yesterday I came upon my 84yo neighbor in an overgrown field in his wheelchair. He was picking pokeweed for his supper. When he motored out of the field his wheelchair tipped back in the scariest manner. I told him to stay on the road and I would pick pokeweed. I can’t tell you how tickled I was to be picking pokeweed for his supper. I felt so unphilosophical. I did have a slight tinge of fear that maybe I was accidentally picking something poisonous along with the pokeweed. Blame it on too much Dorothy Sayers. My only other contact with pokeweed was when I had to give Timothy ipecac because he swallowed and unknown number of pokeberries. The number turned out to be 1. Come to think of it that is my only ipecac episode in 23 years, although I have called poison control more than once.