I am in Seattle at this moment. The skies are slate gray, the wind carries a bitter chill, the chili carries a bite...the city is wonderful. I just ate dinner at Mike's Chili Parlor, right down the street from Mark Driscoll's Mars Hill Church. I am here for some conferences and some time away with Andrea and our friends the Brandes' - dreaming and scheming, listening and learning.
At this very moment Dr. Bruce Ware is just beginning his series of lectures on Arminianism, Reformed, Process and Open Theologies and their connection to the Providence of God. Dr. Ware is smarter than I am but I could whip him in the Ultimate Fighting Octagon, even with a tummy stuffed with Mike's Chili of doom.
