Wednesday, October 05, 2011
Laity Lodge Consultation on Technology - March 2011
A few months ago, I was privileged to be at the Laity Lodge Consultation on Technology - March 2011. Rosie Perera just posted this set of photos on Flickr.
I attend a lot of incredible retreats at Laity Lodge, but this was hands down one of the best. Eugene Peterson is always great, but Borgmann challenged me to think in ways that I could not have imagined--so that my family now engages regularly in focal practices (like walking to school, playing board games, etc.) We have even tried to create some focal practices around technology, too, sharing movie night, watching youtube videos together, and working on Lego stop motion movies with their ipods.
You can hear all of the talks from this retreat at the Laity Lodge website. I highly recommend them, but at least listen to the panel.
Friday, September 02, 2011
Zombies, a gallery on Flickr.
This is a sample gallery for Claire on my favorite pastime.
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Taking a Break Here
I'll also continue to upload chapters to my Entire Book in a Blog. I'll also continue to use blogger for short-term, self-contained blog projects like that.
And everyone remember, the same Mark Goodyear that posts here is posting there. For all the title changing and whatnot, I'm still me. I just need to explore whether WordPress can work the way I hope it will. Here's hoping.
Part of that hope will be to see what happens when I grab my archives here and take them there. It sounds like a kind of blogger armageddon, but I want to give it a try. If the world of HillCountryWriter ends suddenly, you'll know that my little archive grabbing experiment failed.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
Saturday, December 16, 2006
I Need Your Advice
Originally, my thought was to run HillCountryWriter here and a separate blog there, GoodWordEditing. Similar to what Camy does with Camy's Loft and Story Sensei. But now I worry that I will not be able to keep both blogs running.
So I'm thinking of bringing HillCountryWriter to a close. I'll still be writing over at the other site as myself, plain ol' Mark Goodyear. I still post the same kinds of content, but the new platform will give me many more options for design and content uploading.
So here's the question. What do you all think I should do? Is it a travesty to close HillCountryWriter? Do you think the other site looks good?
Also, does anyone know what would happen to inbound links if I moved HillCountryWriter archives over to WordPress?
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Does Your Work Help Others or Harm Them?
In the comments, he recasts Spurgeon's statement about "trades which are injurious to men's minds" in 21st century language: "whether it does good or harm to our fellow man."
Now, I don't think marketers, actors, or grocery managers who sell alcohol are immoral. I've just heard people call them immoral professions. I've also heard people throw such stones at public school teachers (really!), nuclear power, and businesses that they deem "too financially successful."
I like Andre's idea that our work must not do harm to others, but I wonder how much we are held responsible for the decisions of others to harm themselves with our work.
For example, Andre suggests that working as a bartender may be immoral. I can imagine seedy bars where that would definitely be the case. But what if I were a bartender at Chili's or some similar restaraunt? Does my specialization within the restaraunt make my work there inherently immoral?
Can someone mix margarita's for God? Can they brew beer for God? Can they ferment wine for God?
And more importantly, if they can't, then am I depending upon someone's immorality before I can order up a margarita?
These questions are rhetorical really. I think people can mix drinks for God. It's strange to say. And it's a job that would certainly require a high level of integrity, but it is conceivable to me.
(I should add a reminder here that my views on this blog are not the opinion of my employer or the websites that I edit. Whew. Had to get that off my chest.)