Theologians

Portadown is not exactly renowned for its night life. There are very few restaurants, no cinema, no theatre, no real music venues and no cafes that open at night. There are plenty of pubs, though they are more renowned for their bigotry and sectarianism than anything else.

McConvilles is nice cause it has lots of different types of Irish Whiskey that i never even knew existed, and even has its own brand that I’m yet to try. It’s also so old that it’s now a listed building and they won’t even so much as let them paint the snugs in case it ruins the atmosphere.

So it suits me and the amateur theologian nicely for a pint on occasion and a good old theological rant. There aren’t too many people i get to have a good old theological rant with  so i take the opportunity whenever i can get it.

My friends, as much as i love them, have little interest in reading books by dead people, and debating the finer aspects of soteriology,. They’re all too busy being decent, hard working, world changing, Christian people to get involved in all this abstract naval gazing.

But the world needs someone to sit in the pub and talk about it. Just imagine if there wasn’t…

We covered Volf’s theory on non-rememberance (onyl 40 pages to go…) to the liturgy of the anglicans, to vocation, to suffering and the state of the church. Not bad for a night’s work.

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1 Response to “Theologians”


  1. 1 Steven May 21, 2009 at 11:37 am

    Thanks Nelly. I am glad you enjoyed the rant. I can tell that I needed it because I feel much better today. Faith restored an all that.

    I hope that the “Assembly of Divines” at McConvilles (sounds a bit camp nowadays, but I like it) can come to debate the finer points of our confession in the not too distant future?

    Our conversation reminded me of a poem by George Herbert that I had never even heard of until a week or so ago, ‘Love Bade Me Welcome’. It concludes with the words of Jesus (“Love”):

    “You must sit down, sayes Love, and taste my meat:

    So I did sit and eat.”

    Sitting down together, “eating” the gospel together, trying to digest what it all means together. Surely that is the locus classicus (“highest place”) of all good theology, friendship and community.

    Talk soon.


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