Spontaneous Scholar: daquell

I have nothing against the above phrase. I just prefer that it not be used in conjunction with my name. Here’s why:

When I was young(er) we had a book about a kid named Farmer Boy, or something like that. Whatever the case, the name of the book and picture on the front cover (a boy with a mildly bored expression leaning on two joyous calfs) seemed derogatory.

Over the years, I suppose the image of Farmer Boy has ruined any prospect I have of appreciating the term Preacher Boy. I, for example, do not chew on long pieces of straw. Never have.

Regardless of my likes and dislikes, I was blessed with the opportunity to preach last Sunday. The congregation was very kind; from their comments, one would never have known that I was green, as in inexperienced, young, and a little shaky behind the pulpit. I need to grab any chance I get to preach, though. Before too long, I’ll be the owner of the pulpit and be expected to know how to use it (Deo Volente).

Finally, after a solid month of twiddling thumbs–er, that is to say, programming, planning, and postulating–the tri-blog has launched. Except, one of the components of the tri hasn’t launched yet. So it’s a duo-Blog at the moment.

The blogs:

• the Tale of Wraith Daquell
• This blog (Spontaneous Scholar: daquell)
• Black Skies - the log of a space-captain, yet to be released to the public

The Tale of Wraith Daquell has been in the planning stages for about two or three years now. It even (sort of) launched once, but that project failed miserably. Perhaps this venture will fare differently.

With the launch, and without the headache of coordinating the blogs’ programming, post updates will be more often. Not to mention the fact that I got my sermon out of the way… but more on that later today.