<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086511579724182761</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:56:42.480+01:00</updated><category term='creativity'/><category term='community'/><category term='thinking too much'/><category term='jobs'/><category term='stories'/><category term='butterflies'/><category term='homelessness'/><category term='following Jesus'/><title type='text'>butterfly tendencies</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflytendencies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1086511579724182761/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflytendencies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>butterfly tendencies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086511579724182761.post-214286062572821023</id><published>2008-06-17T19:07:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T22:29:35.262+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='following Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homelessness'/><title type='text'>Quick answers</title><content type='html'>Let me tell you a story. (I know good writing for the web doesn't advocate storytelling - or words like advocate - but this is a good one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James and I rode the train home together yesterday. So I'm still reading The Irresistible Revolution by Shane Claiborne (&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Irresistible-Revolution-Living-Ordinary-Radical/dp/0310266300"&gt;see it on Amazon&lt;/a&gt;). After reading all about how following Jesus means living with the outcasts and loving when it hurts, I was thinking about how I couldn't ignore the truth of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As James and I got off the train and headed out the gate, I was explaining how I felt, saying: "If that's what I believe - and it is - then what am I going to do about it?" At that precise moment, as we were walking, we looked up to see a homeless man who said, "Hello!". We smiled and 'hello'ed back as we continued walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So not such a rhetorical question after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1086511579724182761-214286062572821023?l=butterflytendencies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflytendencies.blogspot.com/feeds/214286062572821023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1086511579724182761&amp;postID=214286062572821023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1086511579724182761/posts/default/214286062572821023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1086511579724182761/posts/default/214286062572821023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflytendencies.blogspot.com/2008/06/quick-answers.html' title='Quick answers'/><author><name>butterfly tendencies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086511579724182761.post-1692183674579135883</id><published>2008-06-15T18:06:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T18:24:22.262+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='following Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community'/><title type='text'>In search of community</title><content type='html'>I've been reading a great book written by one of the guys from &lt;a href="http://thesimpleway.org"&gt;the &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesimpleway.org"&gt;simple way&lt;/a&gt;. It really relates to something James and I have been working towards this year; to build community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author guy Shane calls for (and lives) within a diverse community. They eat with the poor. They sleep with the homeless. They play with the children. They live in community; a glowing example to our (or should that be my) individualistic and suburban mindset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be community. But I can't do it by myself. It will mean putting others first. It will be painful. But it will be a step towards Jesus's radical redefinition of society. I can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1086511579724182761-1692183674579135883?l=butterflytendencies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflytendencies.blogspot.com/feeds/1692183674579135883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1086511579724182761&amp;postID=1692183674579135883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1086511579724182761/posts/default/1692183674579135883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1086511579724182761/posts/default/1692183674579135883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflytendencies.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-search-of-community.html' title='In search of community'/><author><name>butterfly tendencies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086511579724182761.post-2846902729315795357</id><published>2007-11-24T11:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-24T12:08:21.001Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='following Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jobs'/><title type='text'>So it's been a while...</title><content type='html'>I'm having a fairly faltering start to this blogging malarky... maybe I'll get there in the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at jobs and The Future at the moment; always an unsettling experience. It turns out I get bored real quick, want to do a million and one things and want to choose what I do each day. So all I have to do is find a job a bit like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long and pretty painful process working out what my skills and personality and soul are suited to and I'm not done yet. But God is patient and gracious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll get there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1086511579724182761-2846902729315795357?l=butterflytendencies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflytendencies.blogspot.com/feeds/2846902729315795357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1086511579724182761&amp;postID=2846902729315795357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1086511579724182761/posts/default/2846902729315795357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1086511579724182761/posts/default/2846902729315795357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflytendencies.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-its-been-while.html' title='So it&apos;s been a while...'/><author><name>butterfly tendencies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086511579724182761.post-2600145138141105060</id><published>2007-09-06T21:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T22:09:11.361+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='following Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking too much'/><title type='text'>A little more action</title><content type='html'>I love to think about the future. I mean, I really love it. I imagine jobs, more jobs, hobbies that turn into jobs, countries, the friends we might make in the countries, babies, the family issues that might arise because of the babies... And I do that when I'm thinking about my life in the context of serving God; the things I'll be involved in, the gifts I'll use, the way James and I will be able to work together, the hospitality we'll show, the people who'll come to know Jesus, the changes the will happen in our church... All good things, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God's been teaching me that these things come from small, faithful, prayerful and loving actions. So I'm trying to give the thinking a rest and do little more doing. Feel free to keep me to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1086511579724182761-2600145138141105060?l=butterflytendencies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflytendencies.blogspot.com/feeds/2600145138141105060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1086511579724182761&amp;postID=2600145138141105060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1086511579724182761/posts/default/2600145138141105060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1086511579724182761/posts/default/2600145138141105060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflytendencies.blogspot.com/2007/09/little-more-action.html' title='A little more action'/><author><name>butterfly tendencies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086511579724182761.post-6070025638819846305</id><published>2007-08-21T21:29:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T22:30:45.474+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking too much'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='butterflies'/><title type='text'>Butterfly tendencies II</title><content type='html'>When I was in a sixth-form English lesson with the teacher that I most respected, we were discussing what we were going to go as to a fancy dress party that evening. When asked what I was going dressed as, I replied that I would be going as a butterfly. She immediately burst out laughing; a deep, knowing laugh that was interspersed with giggles and which carried on shaking her shoulder-pads for a good minute. I sat there bemused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the same laugh she used when we were reading Tom Stoppard’s &lt;a href="http://www.sparknotes.com/drama/arcadia/summary.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arcadia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and we had come across an innuendo that was lost on us at first but that I was encouraged to find through the direction of her laugh. What was the hidden meaning here? Why was it so funny that I would be going as a butterfly? Was the wire, canvas and paint I had still to assemble into a pair of giant wings and antennae in some way a symbol of who I was? Do I have butterfly tendencies?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1086511579724182761-6070025638819846305?l=butterflytendencies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflytendencies.blogspot.com/feeds/6070025638819846305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1086511579724182761&amp;postID=6070025638819846305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1086511579724182761/posts/default/6070025638819846305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1086511579724182761/posts/default/6070025638819846305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflytendencies.blogspot.com/2007/08/butterflies-ii.html' title='Butterfly tendencies II'/><author><name>butterfly tendencies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1086511579724182761.post-9013191745779222725</id><published>2007-08-15T12:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T21:52:29.545+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='butterflies'/><title type='text'>Butterfly tendencies</title><content type='html'>Apparently &lt;a href="http://www.scootermydaisyheads.com/fine_art/symbol_dictionary/butterfly.html"&gt;butterflies&lt;/a&gt; symbolise some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scootermydaisyheads.com/fine_art/symbol_dictionary/butterfly.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1086511579724182761-9013191745779222725?l=butterflytendencies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflytendencies.blogspot.com/feeds/9013191745779222725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1086511579724182761&amp;postID=9013191745779222725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1086511579724182761/posts/default/9013191745779222725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1086511579724182761/posts/default/9013191745779222725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflytendencies.blogspot.com/2007/08/butterflies.html' title='Butterfly tendencies'/><author><name>butterfly tendencies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
