This house is a hundred years old. It’s hard for me to fathom, as I walk up and down and back and forth, sweeping up dust and stooping to pick up socks off the floor, that for a whole century this house has been perched here on this hill, looking out of the windows of its soul over the sweep of the horizon, squat, friendly, unassuming. A hundred years of Binghamton going and coming and the house sits and watches... Read more
Here I am, awake with the dawn, leaping up to industry and…oh never mind, I can’t lie. It’s like 9:30 and I’m still just reading the internet. Better people than me have been up for hours. How bout some Takes. One So the Episcopal Church of Scotland is going in the unoriginal direction of cultural approbation, and GAFCON and the ACNA are taking cautious, prudent, and merciful steps for Anglican Christians in Europe. It’s not surprising and praying would be... Read more
In the spirit of inhabiting the spirit of the age I thought I might go see Wonder Woman after all. Being in the position of hating all movies, but most of all hating movies that have anything to do with books, but also having no emotional attachment whatsoever to Wonder Woman, and also being married to a man who loves to go see movies, this might be a decent compromise. I am Never going to click on Anne with a... Read more
Read a lot more reviews of Wonder Woman this morning, not because I wanted to, but because that does seem to be all that we’re allowed to be interested in for today, at least until some other bad thing happens. It never goes well for me for blog about the same thing two days in a row because by the second day no one cares any more, but in this case, it’s not my fault–the Internet just isn’t divulging any... Read more
The idea that a woman can have it all was predicated on the exhausting assumption that she could also do it all. Read more
Hope you’re all full of pip and vim this morning, enjoying whatever kind of weather is clouding over your sky. We woke up in our “recording studio” and did up a podcast–our top favorite reads of the week, three each. We joke offensively about the Gay Vultures, the Sugar Conspiracy, the Death of the Personal Essay, Evelyn Waugh, and the Archbishop of Canterbury. I’m sure it will make your Monday all that it’s meant to be. And now the delicate... Read more
Let there be no more pulpits filled with charlatans, cowards, liars, and hypocrites. Stand up and let the Word of God dwell in you. If you can't, get down. Read more
It’s a bright, cheery day, a brief respite before another long moment of rain promised for tomorrow. I’m trying to match the level of my cheerfulness to the cloudless pale sky, but it’s not going well because I’m still shoving one last kid through some finals. Dear Sweet Baby Jesus, she has to pull her life together so that I can get on with mine. The thing is, when something as monumental as a child sitting down directing her mind... Read more
It’s Friday! That’s Takes. This week, seven takes to surviving summer. One You know, because on June first the children announce to each other that that means summer, even though it is pouring rain and they can’t go outside and they have a month of school work left. And summer doesn’t officially begin for another three weeks. You tell them, again, to keep unloading the dishwasher because there is still lots of work to be done, and so one of... Read more
I guess I don't mind Evil that much if it's expressed in an interesting way. Read more
Preventing Grace
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