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New Year, New Me? Rest and Burnout

January 15, 2019 By Jennifer Woodruff Tait

I made two New Years’ resolutions this year: to start blogging here again, and to get 20-30 active minutes per day on my Fitbit. (Yes, I know Big Data is reading my Fitbit. Librarians come in two varieties: those who are extremely paranoid about Big Data and those who are extremely un-paranoid. I am the second flavor.) That means returning to thinking about what particular vocation-related question is plaguing me this week. Since it’s in the news, I settled on… Read more

Being From a Long Line of People Outstanding in Their Field….

April 10, 2018 By Jennifer Woodruff Tait

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….means you may end up contemplating Neville Longbottom and writing this poem. “Of your charity, please pray for me.” Pencil poised to paper, “Why?” she said. Because they built the wall up brick by golden brick; and when I try to speak a word just bricks come out. Because I bear the weight of centuries with everything I say. Because I tried to shift the wall away and darkness echoed down a thousand halls. Because my name is not a… Read more

Do We Need a Theology of Sleep?

April 5, 2018 By Jennifer Woodruff Tait

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Why do we find ourselves in a world where what is vain is also what is expected of us? Read more

Three Conversations (or is that conversions?) #HolyWeek

March 31, 2018 By Jennifer Woodruff Tait

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No crown without cold coffee and the cross. Read more

It’s Opening Day. Here’s a Poem About the Vocation of Baseball.

March 29, 2018 By Jennifer Woodruff Tait

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The game may falter, but does not forget. Read more

Top 10 Things I Hate About Being the Poster Child for the Gig Economy

March 24, 2018 By Jennifer Woodruff Tait

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Did I mention doing taxes? Read more

Joy, Toil, Rest, Busyness, and Being Back

March 20, 2018 By Jennifer Woodruff Tait

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You can picture me over the last few weeks being overscheduled. But you can also picture me going around in an attitude of surprised repentance. Read more