I just read The Fish. I have never read a more disturbing story in my life. What is most disturbing isn’t the slightly dark humor of the one that got away, but the really dark humor that the fish was an Eel-pout. Who would fish for that?! In my extensive experience with Eel-pout, as they are the fish I have caught most, I know them to be the Anti-Chris.
Friday, March 24, 2006
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
We had our community Lenten service at Trinity UMC tonight. We don’t know where the nursery is there. Lo and behold! Ella actually sat with us and was good! I wonder if there is a connection.
I have long wondered about nurseries. I hold to ideals that long to have my children next to me in worship. I want them to know that they too are valuable members of the community of faith. They minister as well as receive ministry in each service. Or at least that is what I imagine. In reality the last couple of Lenten services in particular have been extremely difficult. Ella and Foster would not sit with us, and our attempts to rein them in resulted in tantrums.
Have I been wrong these last few years? When I would tell people that I think kids should be in the service with the adults, I got looks and comments to the effect of “just wait when you have kids you’ll feel differently.”
I do… Now I don’t know what to do. How do I instill in Ella and Foster that they are to participate in the service when Elaine (or me when I’m not up front) can’t participate because they distract her.
Friday, March 10, 2006
Traveling with Ernesto Guevara through his America, seeing the injustice of the human experience through his eyes is enough to make a revolutionary out of any of us. I long to change… the world? Is that too pretentious? I ache to make the kingdom of God real on earth. Perhaps that is where Che and I depart. I hope that a change can be made without guns.