STARTING LINE

- Here we go. I plan to post links to this blog on the few other blogs I have that a few people read and on the website for Goodwill Church. Everything points to this brand new blog. In my life too, everything is pointing south, as far south as one can go: Antarctica. I'm aware that my posts here will be about more than travel, adventure, and photographs. My sense is that travel to Antarctica always is more than geographical. This fits life. Life is more than a biological event. This would certainly be the minimal assertion of any kind of believer in any kind of god. All, from Evangelicals like me to atheists, have to say that life is at least two things: 1) that which you live and 2) that which you reflect on. In the 24 hour a day light of McMurdo Station on the continent of Antarctica I suspect that I will do new amounts and new kinds of both living and reflecting. I hope sharing my journey helps you with yours.
- The title of the blog is stolen, without apology or remorse, from someone who greeted me after a church service at Goodwill my last weekend there before traveling. I forgot, in the blur of handshakes and hugs who said it to me, but I remembered what he said. If this was you, feel free to chime in and protest my failure to credit this fine tribute to Matthew 22:14 to you. I'm also happy about and fighting vague feelings of guilt in getting the name "Chapel of the Snows" for my blog address. Now no one else can ever use it. In thinking about this Chapel, a place I'll see for the first time in about two and half weeks, it occurs to me that I will soon be able to boast that I have preached in the pulpit of every single church on one entire continent.

(Yes, there's only one church building on the the continent of Antarctica: The Chapel of the Snows.)