Prayers and Relief for Haiti

In the wake of the devastating earthquake in Haiti, I'm reminded yet again that natural disasters, while no respecter of persons, fall disproportionally upon the poor. Part of the reason that the quake's effects were so horrifying was that the buildings were already so poorly put together. Unstable structures, even hospitals, schools, and prisons, unable… Continue reading Prayers and Relief for Haiti

I’m not ready to *not* make nice…

Howdy, y'all, from down here in Nashville! I'm attending the United Methodist Association of Communicators' Annual Meeting (about which I will say more later), where this blog, that's right, this very one, has been awarded Best in Class for non-fiction in the local church category. No pressure there. So, on to being relevant. Today, my… Continue reading I’m not ready to *not* make nice…

I have, like, the best job ever.

I really do enjoy my job. It amazes me sometimes. Sure, it's difficult, and draining and chellenging some days. Sure, there are times when it seems like many of my days are filled with finding (and losing) paperwork, looking for prayers to go with a particular theme, and attending marathon meetings. But around that stuff,… Continue reading I have, like, the best job ever.

Confession and Compassion

Hopefully not too much navel-gazing. Maybe it's the election, or the extraordinary ordination or talking with folks struggling to find or afford housing, but I've been thinking a lot about privilege lately. With the exception of the fact that I'm a woman, I am a member of every privileged majority group I can think of:… Continue reading Confession and Compassion

Its not homelessness, it’s houselessness.*

My husband commented in my previous post that my conversation marked a mere beginning in a chapter of my ministry, and he was right. My education about homelessness in Montpelier continued today, mostly in the form of a conversation over lunch with a wise man and fellow blogger, who has lots of insight into politics,… Continue reading Its not homelessness, it’s houselessness.*

Airplane over the eastern United States (8/11, 8:07 p.m.)

( transcribed journal entry from 8/11, 8:07 p.m. ) Our flight out of Miami was delayed an hour and a half, so my hopes of driving home tonight and surprising Benji are pretty much dashed. I do want to say that this trip has been helpful in terms of perspective. First of all, I haven't… Continue reading Airplane over the eastern United States (8/11, 8:07 p.m.)

Plane on route, Guayaquil to Miami (8/11, 10:53 a.m.)

( transcribed journal entry from 8/11/08, 10:53 a.m. ) I'm doing okay on the plane-- a few tears at take off, and I blew some kisses toward Guasmo Sur behind us. I'm even okay with the idea of not coming back for a couple of years. I think communication will be much improved between my… Continue reading Plane on route, Guayaquil to Miami (8/11, 10:53 a.m.)

Plane on tarmac, Guayaquil International Airport, Ecuador (8/11, 9:15 a.m.)

[the housing crisis nearing resolution, we return to the Ecuador journal posts] ( transcribed journal entry from 8/11/08, 9:15 a.m. ) Last night's program was pretty good. The drama the kids put on was much improved over last year (we could even hear them most of the time!)-- a cute story similar to Solomon's, where… Continue reading Plane on tarmac, Guayaquil International Airport, Ecuador (8/11, 9:15 a.m.)