Yoip! School starts tomorrow! And finally, the "Theology Notebook" that this journal is supposed to be is probably going to gain some thematic coherency: this is going to be the semester of Love. What am I talking about? I've got two courses for the semester: the first is the Johannine Literature (the Gospel of John and the three letters, but not the Revelation) and the second is a seminar on Von Balthasar. Between John's extended reflections on the love of God--especially that incredible passage in 1 John) and Von Balthasar's development of a theological aesthetic, this must be the semester of Love. To top it off, I'll be assisting Michel Barnes in his Augustine class--Augustine being, despite all the negative press (usually by people who haven't actually read him) very much a theologian of love.
So... after trying to squeeze out a last burst of relaxation re-reading Robert Jordan's The Wheel of Time, as well as reading his new New Spring: the Novel volume, I'm going to have to get to work!: Bill Kurz wants us to read all the Johannine stuff before our first class, so that'll be a pleasant afternoon's work. Reading this stuff in one sitting is definitely its own experience; one that I'd recommend. And reading that opening of John never fails to floor me, especially in the Greek with all of its loaded terminology. The Prologue to John is hands-down the most radical thing ever written by a human being....
In the beginning was the Word,
and the Word was with God,
and the Word was God.
He was with God in the beginning.
The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us.