T N T |
The Native Tourist reformed/biblical observations on Christianity and culture |
![]() |
blog by Dave Hegeman author of Plowing in Hope
Dave is:
email: house1870 -at- hotmail ![]() ![]() Subscribe to August 2002 September 2002 October 2002 November 2002 December 2002 January 2003 February 2003 March 2003 April 2003 May 2003 June 2003 July 2003 August 2003 September 2003 October 2003 November 2003 December 2003 January 2004 February 2004 March 2004 April 2004 May 2004 June 2004 July 2004 August 2004 September 2004 October 2004 November 2004 December 2004 January 2005 February 2005 March 2005 April 2005 May 2005 June 2005 July 2005 August 2005 September 2005 October 2005 November 2005 December 2005 January 2006 February 2006 March 2006 April 2006 May 2006 June 2006 July 2006 August 2006 September 2006 October 2006 November 2006 December 2006 January 2007 February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 June 2007 July 2007 August 2007 September 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 |
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
A Daily Humble Job
I found this at Mark Bertrand's blog. "Some readers by now are looking for my theory of the way to produce Christian art or write Christian fiction, since theories are what people believe govern the world. They don't, and I have none. I am working out my aesthetics (and perhaps salvation) with each book--with this one--and each book poses unique problems. But I can assure you that you will not begin to form your own aesthetics or way or writing unless you first belong to a church that teaches you fellowship and unity within Christ, and then begin to see writing as your daily humble job within that community. . . . I don't think that this can be stressed enough: Christian artists need to be connected to a church community - and not just a bunch of believing artistic types, but a diverse (in age, background, vocation) body. Artists need to be connected to "regular" people. When Woiwode wrote this, he was a member of a tiny OPC congragation (where he still is) on the North Dakota prairie. (About as far from a Starbucks as one can get in the US.) |