I’ve finally finished reading Take This Bread. Reading it has really not helped my intention to get to bed at a reasonable hour in anticipation of the school year beginning as once I realized I only had 80 pages left I had to plow through to the end. As had been the case all through [...]
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buttbook
Posted in books, life, sacramental reenactments on August 6, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
take this bread
Posted in books, life, reconciliation, the communion of saints on August 4, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
I finally got motivated to read Take This Bread: A Radical Conversion by Sara Miles. The book came to my attention about as soon as it came off the press as it was chosen for a small group study back at my old church in my old city. As I recall it, the study was [...]
mini throw-up
Posted in books, the communion of saints on August 3, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
The other day I finally got my hands on a copy of Sara Miles’ Take This Bread: A Radical Conversion. And that is great, I really enjoy what I’m reading, how I’m relating to the author, and what her words are making me think about, but frankly I was disgusted by what I saw on [...]
can you have too many old methodist hymnals?
Posted in books, grab bag, snack size posts on June 5, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
I didn’t even mean to, but I wound up dropping by a garage sale today on my way back from the church just to see if they maybe had some stuff I could use at school. Affirmative. A set of Cuisenaire rods that my cats seem to think is a really great bed, a set [...]
just today
Posted in books, deafness, discernment, ev, life, sick day on February 20, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Vocal nodules it is. The younger kids tend to drive me nuts when my voice is gone since they are newer listeners and they may/may not hear me or they are imitating my whispered voice instead of using their regular voice. However, the older kids are pretty amusing when my voice is out of commission [...]
you pick two
Posted in altar guilding, books, daily office, discernment, ev on February 16, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
It’s Shrove Tuesday (or for all the heathens out there, Mardi Gras) which leads to the annual last-minute debate about what I’m doing for Lent. I suck at choosing a Lenten discipline, I think primarily because I see several “luxuries” as essentials (see: Diet Dr Pepper and knitting) and also because I don’t see Lent [...]
try again tomorrow
Posted in books, raise your feet it's getting deep in here, sick day on January 26, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
I’m out sick again today, kids. If I lay still, try not to move, don’t breathe, and avoid swallowing I don’t feel that bad. If I do any of the previously mentioned, I feel like screaming. All that said, I really am glad that this is strep and not a flare-up of mono; at least [...]
questions, questions, so full of questions
Posted in books, discernment, life, raise your feet it's getting deep in here, SNOW DAY on January 8, 2010 | 1 Comment »
I beg you… to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and try to love the questions as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don’t search for the answers, which could not be given you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the [...]
women in the church’s ministry
Posted in books, discernment, reviews, SNOW DAY, weird dreams on January 7, 2010 | 1 Comment »
I just finished reading Women in the Church’s Ministry: A Test-Case for Biblical Hermeneutics by R.T. France. My immediate priest lent it to me so that I can be better prepared to defend myself when my conservative-evangelical family says “Well, women can’t be ordained ministers…” They haven’t said it yet, but if you know my [...]
why i became a priest
Posted in books, discernment, reviews on December 30, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I just finished reading Why I Became a Priest edited by George L. Kane. I’ll admit that I began reading it about a week ago at my mother’s house after I informed my family of my intention to discern a call to the priesthood and my mother’s subsequent embracing of denial. Maybe it was or [...]
