I should have loads to write about but I really feel I don't. I have a new place to live in, there's so many new people, a course which I really enjoy and of course kids work is in full in Port-na-dun on the G-Road (not that it every stopped just the intensity has increased). What a blessing it is to look back at the talks of a kids club at the beginning of the last school year and see how God has really blessed this ministry.

I'm pretty sure the reason I can't find much to write on is because I'm already doing a journal on for my Pastoral Theology class. I have to develop methods of theological reflection and "theologically reflect" on a few things in class and often I end up relating it to my own situations and ideas, like kids club or my relationships or whatever. It's a time to be honest and open-minded yet critical. But at the end of the semester it has to be handed into an examiner at Queens for marking and this is something you have to keep in mind while writing it. Sounds easy? I can assure you it rarely comes naturally, especially when you have to condense your thoughts to 400 words! It's often difficult but sobering to be alone and reflect on things of this nature whilst not merely watching from afar but being fully immersed in it.

I'm still pondering over posting some of these reflections, although I'm not sure if I should. Perhaps I should just share a bit about my life at the college but there's not much to say there. Early church is great, Old Testament studies are fine, Pastoral Theology is very interesting and challenging and Greek is going to eat me alive unless I get these flippin' paradigms memorised! I look forward to lunch duty on Fridays it's a surreal feeling knowing that the people I work with are from all over the world and here we are serving lunch to a canteen full of evangelicals. I sometimes forget this; that I can be in a small room of people with origins from numerous continents.

Perhaps Northern Ireland is the centre of the Universe?

Ben