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I’m sitting here with three of my favorite men: Jon Stewart; Barack Obama; Erik Vorhes (not my favorites in that order…). It’s a lovely way to spend the evening. And I’m thinking about the time, about a year and half ago, when we kinda sorta had brunch with Barack. We were out for late afternoon [...]
I decided to bike today as part of the anti-spread campaign–more miles. The current tally: 4821.6 to Rome. But, while I was getting my bike out of the basement, I started having a little pity party for myself. Not to go into too much detail, but let’s just say it was along the lines of [...]
Total Miles today: 1.75 Miles to Rome: 4832.2 Do I get extra credit for pushing the stroller? Yeah, probably not.
Hebrews 11:39-12:3 Fox Valley Presbyterian Church If we at Fox Valley Presbyterian Church needed a new pulpit Bible, we’d take out the catalog of a church supply company and place an order. Within a week, our new Bible would arrive. And that would be that. But in the mid 1990s, the Benedictine monks of St. [...]
(My Mom gets credit for the title. She said I had to tell this story.) I’ve been wearing girlier (is that a word?) clothes since I got back from my conference. Most likely, this is because spending a week with other young clergy womenfolk will remind one that (a) one is feminine, and so are [...]
I’m joining Stacey on the anti-spread campaign. This is about being healthy, taking care of myself, fitting in my suits, and maybe, someday, again running a long race. The idea is to see how long it takes to walk/run/bike to Rome. If I were really headed there, it would be partly for the food (which [...]
Today is the 30th anniversary of the Chicago Picasso sculpture’s installation. No one has ever known what it is. All I know is that I’ve always had an overwhelming desire to slide down it. Listen to Studs Terkel interviewing Chicagoans in 1967 when it was unveiled. It makes me feel all proud of my city, [...]
I stuck around in DC for a few extra days after my conference. It was different to be there alone as an adult. I’ve done the DC thing a few times as a kid, and the previous time as one of 90+ junior high kids (a recipe for disaster) Here are a few good and [...]
Inspired by Wendell Berry’s “Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front,” this was written by a group of young pastor mama’s at the Cathedral College of Preachers conference this week. Sing to the Lord a new song, for she has done marvelous things. Don’t get old before your time. Breastfeed in a pew. Love your children [...]
If you’re in the ministry world, it’s not too long before you encounter a fine black and white photo of a group of distinguished gentlemen in the their fine suits, perhaps with cigars and pipes, gathered on the steps of a venerable building to record an “event”: denominational meetings, men’s organizations, clergy clubs, seminary faculties. [...]