One of the things I’ve regretted coming out of seminary (in 1997) is that I never learned Greek, and that feeling has been all the strong since the Olympic games began.

Last night, I saw a book — sequel to one on Latin I liked — at Barnes and Noble (indeed, it is under their imprint) called Learn Ancient Greek, and so I bought it. We’ll see. After all, there’s nothing worse than a theologian with a little Greek, so I might abandon the cause or else become like the preacher I heard this Sunday (visiting another church for the first time) who gave a sermon — far too long and with more points than a cactus — peppered with Greek.

Something must be up — perhaps the Olympian spirit — because the frontpage letter of Anglicans Online deals with Greek education. (And includes part of a famous cartoon on Greek prepositions.)