A friend’s special day

Compared to my previous emotionalism, I weathered ordination, my usual cry fest, pretty well, needing only one of the ten tissues I had stuffed in my robe pocket. I only openly wept as the Bishop laid hands on my dear seminary friend Megan and I heard the sound behind me and around me of about…

Well that… stunk – Troy AC blogpost 3

My eyes are puffy. I think I need some ice. Yesterday (Friday) was really tough. We spent way too long on pretty straightforward legislation. By the time we got around to the discussion of the boundaries and the vote about whether or not our conference would stay as one body or divide along state lines…