tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37322680732295075012024-03-06T03:45:05.386-05:00 I ThirstChrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04667565848935468723noreply@blogger.comBlogger154125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-36561601016566086762014-08-03T22:33:00.000-04:002014-08-03T22:33:48.201-04:00Faith, hope, charity...love beyond reason. The stubborn persistence of these in the human spirit are the fingerprints of divinity, pressed into the clay as the image of God is fashioned.
So there... I just finished a re-read of Snow Falling On Cedars.Chrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04667565848935468723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-20136233787752471822012-09-11T22:45:00.000-04:002012-09-11T22:45:01.464-04:00
OMG. School is back in and of course I have no life. :)
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-46642039212994158052012-03-18T18:51:00.001-04:002012-03-24T11:02:04.429-04:00Quitting Smoking.
Cantrell & Son, originally uploaded by Christopher Rauch.
Big I spent a little time at the Flint River over spring break...A solo, ill-conceived trip early on where I nearly died of hypothermia... and then a later day paddle with Tony and Ryan. I theorize that a very low-stress environment for the initial nicotine detox with a slow, gradual reintroduction to real life may be the Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-22991754052478821832011-11-23T14:16:00.001-05:002011-11-23T14:18:47.190-05:00Pity.
Pity., originally uploaded by Christopher Rauch.
My neighbor is getting a divorce for Christmas.
My heart breaks. (For some reason, people talk to me, and I am amazed repeatedly at the level of disclosure individuals communicate to me casually. There is a post in there somewhere, but I digress.)
I remember my divorce. It nearly killed meUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-56541601617006698782011-09-05T22:25:00.001-04:002011-09-07T20:04:54.459-04:00Playing with Fire...
Playing with Fire..., originally uploaded by Christopher Rauch.
Of each the work shall become manifest, for the day shall declare it, because in fire it is revealed, and the work of each, what kind it is, the fire shall prove; 1 Corinthians 3;13
Do I really want to drag my feet with this? No, I don't think so... I need to redouble my efforts. I have been blessed to feel like I've been spoke Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-24886359743033254342011-09-02T00:00:00.004-04:002011-09-02T00:14:06.424-04:00Intimacy with God... The Hierarchy of Desire
Intimacy with God, originally uploaded by Christopher Rauch.
Can reverence coexist with intimacy? are respect and reverence on the same continuum? I remember fear going hand in hand with respect, As in my early relationship with my father, but this was hardly reverential. A popular (it seems) statement is that "fear" in the bible can be more accurately translated as Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-37739362595942555062011-08-26T21:15:00.088-04:002012-06-11T22:26:37.063-04:00I am Stepping up...
Stepping up., originally uploaded by Christopher Rauch. View the LARGE version
to the plate.
In soooo many different ways. Dat's whats up. Tonight, on the Starbucks patio, I have coffee at my right hand, and a good cigar in my left. I have been in constant motion for days and tonight I have chosen to sacrifice a little sleep to get my bearings. I am taking stock. I Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-22770523740098879292011-06-11T23:31:00.013-04:002011-08-15T16:51:48.209-04:00Fear of the Lord
Easter Sunrise on Lake Joy, originally uploaded by Christopher Rauch.
Long ago, someone told me that fear, when used in the Old Testament, is best translated as 'reverential trust'. After a little critical thinking, with an average IQ, it becomes apparent that this can't always be the case. Of course, if you read in the original languages, you already know thisUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-76232257509019757392010-11-12T09:38:00.019-05:002010-11-12T09:51:48.570-05:00The First Pope
I'll Probably Die With Boots On., originally uploaded by Christopher Rauch.
Alrighty...this is my first paper, for my Religion 213 class (an overview of the New Testament). Gotta 97! whoo hoo. I made a small edit, and seem to have lost the copy of the file that had my works cited page. I pulled from Scripture, Grace Awakening by Swindoll, and If You Want To Walk On Water, You've Got To Get Out Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-75660275406607906802010-09-27T08:24:00.174-04:002011-08-03T17:37:39.069-04:00Discomfort
Double Take, or "Hope It's a Dolphin!", originally uploaded by Christopher Rauch. When things are good I feel like God is with me. When things are bad...well that's different. Unfairly, something in me cries out in disappointment with God. It is what it is. After all, what does he expect? It is even (possibly) good theology. Just not mine. Rich Stearns puts forth some Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-84997777310944745882010-08-31T21:13:00.115-04:002010-09-01T23:04:48.795-04:00Blissful Ignorance.
Elsie, originally uploaded by Christopher Rauch.
This is Elsie, at a few weeks old. At this point all the pups were up for grabs, and I actually didn't appreciate the fact that Debbie began naming them. Don't name the pups, I said. It's not a good idea. The name Elsie evolved because there were two pups with the black and white coloring that made me think of Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-55963997186466709932010-05-17T13:08:00.008-04:002010-05-17T14:30:41.053-04:00What's in a name? originally uploaded by Christopher Rauch
My url is no longer my name. :( this has opened up a couple questions for me. When you buy a domain, who gets that money? What makes them special? how does that work? I guess we'll do a little homework on all that stuff, and probably think over a couple formats. Some of the code in my widgets is irrelevant since the change in Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-18451587672265284632010-04-11T16:24:00.004-04:002010-04-11T16:44:02.819-04:00cropped pan SOOC, Tanner and Beethoven
cropped pan SOOC, Tanner and Beethoven, originally uploaded by Christopher Rauch.Overexposed...But it grew on me. This is utter unedited, except for the crop. The large aperture letss you use a much faster shutter speed, minimizing your shake...giving your pictures the clarity of steady hands I overexpose a lot more stuff with the 50 mil. I love my new lens. Mucho booty kickin'. It makes Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-66596606401798600222010-04-11T07:28:00.006-04:002010-04-11T08:46:33.846-04:00Courage....orifice is important.
courage., originally uploaded by Christopher Rauch.
The puppies, chemistry, work are kicking my ass. I miss my life of having a life and blogging occasionally. It has been so long, I had trouble navigating the dashboard. I got a new lens. With an f-stop of 1.4. F-stop refers to the orifice, that hole in your camera it sees the pictures through. I could have gone down to a 1.2, but that 1 leetleUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-85129190728430677572010-03-18T07:50:00.001-04:002010-03-18T07:50:31.491-04:00I got Oppa's finger!I got Oppa's finger!, originally uploaded by Christopher Rauch.The year I began attending GMC, I was accustomed to a tax refund somewhere between 1500 and 2000 dollars...It had been that way for years. I lost a minor to the passage of time and this changed, but that year I did not notice due to the homebuyers credit. That was sweet.This year I noticed. In spite of the greatly reduced income of a Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-55050198118259535462010-03-07T12:14:00.001-05:002010-03-07T12:14:37.971-05:00Lookin' for TroubleLookin' for Trouble, originally uploaded by Christopher Rauch.This non-prose world, called unreal by the rulers of this age, but real to people of faith, is the world entered by the mystic, the contemplative, the visionary, the prophet, the poet...For the modern man, truth...is arrived through prose...not intuition, not imagination, not wonder, not awe, not worship, not reverence, not trust, not Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-35374362585357386082010-03-05T07:06:00.007-05:002010-03-05T08:20:29.912-05:00Yeah, I know.
Yeah, I know., originally uploaded by Christopher Rauch.
Suzie, my bitch (lol. It cracks me up to type that.) who usually sleeps diagonal to me on the left side, wandered in and out of the whelping area I prepared for her (a few towels, a couple old sleeping bags in the closet of Kelsie's old room) earlier this week. She's done that for the last Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-87381072608693104682010-02-28T08:13:00.008-05:002011-08-03T17:23:41.986-04:00Beg for it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-59620561395523443112010-02-27T10:17:00.003-05:002010-02-27T10:20:44.422-05:00Love
love, originally uploaded by Christopher Rauch.Suzie is pregnant as can be. I am amazed she doesn't squirt puppies out with every step. She has been extra needy, underfoot a lot, and prone to lick your face without warning. Debbie makes no attempt to moderate Soozer's behavior... she just sits there and takes it.
Email puppies@christopherrauch.com to reserve yours today!
Hopefully Soozers was Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-76394046954594664962010-02-24T11:55:00.009-05:002010-02-25T08:48:53.233-05:00Blood Drive
Blood Drive, originally uploaded by Christopher Rauch.
I gave blood for the first time in high school as a sophomore in ’84. Needles held no fear for me, the ex Allergy Shot Poster Child, and the novelty of being excused from school to be bussed to the rec department is one of my last memories before being asked to sever my relationship with the Houston County Board Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-11372723134055834762010-02-22T22:40:00.052-05:002011-08-29T05:42:33.878-04:00Photographic filler
I'm going through the archives... It's good to see a little light at the end of the tunnel. I haven't been able to write or photograph with anything approaching a level of healthy discipline, but the quarter is almost over. I did get a few unusual shots, by happenstance yesterday, and I really want to scroll the nasty story down the page a littleUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-60392694694423080122010-02-22T09:09:00.020-05:002010-03-03T15:45:55.244-05:00My First Fiction. This One is Pretty Dirty.
This One is Pretty Dirty., originally uploaded by Christopher Rauch.
Sorry.
I kinda had to write it that way. It's offensive.
Twice I have posted schoolwork here on the ol' blog. The comparison of Dunbar's Mask with President Carter's World was for English 102. I was actually impressed with both poems. It seems at some Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-71858368128964060642010-02-21T10:39:00.047-05:002010-02-21T19:59:33.648-05:00A joke...
Bewilderment, originally uploaded by Christopher Rauch.
My blog addiction is screaming for release, and I've just reread Faith and Doubt by John Ortberg. All of his stuff that I have come across is wonderfully thought provoking, and blogworthy, but I am behind schedule on soo many levels, so I will leave you with what Ortberg calls a "Cartesian Joke" :
Descartes Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-60938620677719583942010-02-13T09:52:00.002-05:002010-02-13T10:00:20.813-05:00Etremely Rare
Etremely Rare, originally uploaded by Christopher Rauch. We get a few snowflakes every winter here, in Middle Georgia. The appearance of a little snow is a happy little occasion. Accumulation is kinda remarkable. This morning, there was frozen white stuff on top of the asphalt. We don't get that much. I just saw a clump of snow slip off my roof and fall to the freakin' Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3732268073229507501.post-45318777846401814122010-02-11T22:29:00.008-05:002011-08-26T23:08:35.559-04:00My House of Prayer
Weekend trip, originally uploaded by Christopher Rauch.
41 degrees and falling...Snow hopefully on the way. To see snow would make me wonderfully heartsick for the mountains. I keep several weather forecasts in my bookmarks, and its gonna get down to 23 degrees on the Coosa tonight, with a 70% chance of snow tomorrow and Saturday. I miss Appalachian Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1