Some great talks all over the place yesterday about community. It's one of the buzziest of buzzwords, and I think lots of us can hide our other stuff behind the concept, using it to mask more selfish desires. For example, we may shy away from the possible self-centeredness within a statement like, "I'm not having my needs met," but when it's rephrased as "We're failing at building community," it suddenly becomes more acceptable and even noble-sounding. Still, many times it's just crap. For the Christian, community is broader than what we've often meant by the word. It calls us out of ourselves, which is very different from siloed "ministries" for demographic groups (youth, singles, young marrieds, and other Christianese jargon that makes me shudder). And though we say we want community, we often aren't ready to buck up the cost of really having it. There's a big gap between who we think we are relative to this desire and who we really are. Community becomes much more possible if we're willing to admit that.
My major non-work accomplishment of the week was setting up a new TiVo with a DVD burner (the price I paid was around a quarter of the price they list). Networking everything is pretty slick now that it's all done, though it had its hurdles. Beyond that, I like the idea of just being able to burn something to DVD if I want to show someone or keep it longer.
Really not much of a writer lately. One of the contributing factors is that I haven't been grounded in any devotional reading (after bagging out on an Advent devotional that clearly wasn't written with any kind of maturity or thoughtfulness in mind). Without that stirring, it's hard to pin down much beyond the day-to-day (which is often boring to write, let alone read). So maybe I should address that—I'd be the better for it, regardless of writing.