Thursday 3 May 2012

Up, Up and Away


I begin this post by offering you a pair of small images of the uncooperative Baby A. Uncooperative because he refused to look at the scanner. But seeing as I've posted all his previous snaps on this Blog, I may as well stick with tradition. I had another ultrasound last week; the hospital seem to have largely forgotten about doing an MRI and I'm not going to remind them. In brief, they've identified that the spinal defect is no higher than the 'lumber 5' position but mostly in the sacral region, and that the hydrocephalus has actually reduced by 1mm. This is all very good news.

Added to his apparent stubborn nature, I am under the impression that Baby A is going to be a lively so-and-so. This is because he does not stop kicking, particularly when I am in church. I can only imagine that he either really, really enjoys my singing or he really, really doesn't and is staging a protest at having to listen to it twice a day. Last night, Paul decided to do an inexplicable rendition of 'Oh When the Red Red Robin Goes Bob Bob Bobbin' Along' and got booted in the ear. Admittedly, it is quite fun that he now seems to be reacting to things.

I have now handed in two essays totalling 7,000 words each which... *grabs calculator*... is precisely 29.16% of the total words needed to complete my MTh. Although I'm not delighted with the quality of my essays, it feels good that they are in.

Today, I'm submitting titles for my next two 7,000 word essays. They are -
How has the concept of ‘ancestor’ found in African traditional religion influenced African Christology?
and
How can self-identification as a Christian be reconciled with rejection of the existence of God?

They're due at the end of September so I'm feeling reasonably deadline-free for the moment. Having done the summer placement already, I'm starting to wonder precisely what I'm going to do all summer? I mean, yes, I'll write these essays, but two essays aren't going to require every waking minute of the 14-week holiday are they? And, yes, hopefully Baby A will make an appearance at around week 7 or 8 of the 14, but that still leaves quite a lot of time on my hands. And Paul will have finished his course completely by then. Hmm...

The last week or so I've been reflecting on, really, how little time is left at college. I've just received a round of emails from my fellow occupants of the Runcie Building letting everyone know when removal lorries will be turning up. The earliest mover is going at the end of this month. That's going to be me next year. Me, Paul and the infant Baby A, moving into a Curate's House in a yet-unknown part of Devon.

I'm definitely not ready for ordination yet. I'm hoping I will be ready this time next year. That's if anyone is really ever ready for ordination and, to be honest, I doubt it. We offer ourselves in all our unpreparedness and rely on God to do the rest. That's all we can do, and all we will ever be able to do.

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