Call it whatever you want; A rose by any other name would smell as sweet. I’ve had several instances in my life when I’ve had chance encounters that seemed orchestrated by the universe. These were encounters I couldn’t have devised on my own as they happened so organically.
Monday was a momentous day for me. My husband, who has been working on his PhD for NINE YEARS ended this long journey by defending his dissertation and received his doctorate in Philosophy, Religion and Theology.
I had an amazing conversation with a graduate student this past week who wanted to interview me for her class on gender, sexuality and religion. We discussed a multitude of topics but her final question provoked a passionate response within me that I wanted to share with the rest of you.
A couple weeks ago, I had the pleasure of being on The Broads Way Show podcast. The podcast’s awesome hosts, Michelle Zunter and Grace Collins, had really insightful questions for me about my featured piece on Medium, “What Do 90-Somethings Regret Most,” how I became a minister and what Progressive Christianity is. You can go here to listen to the show.
I was experiencing much discontentment this past week. How funny that last week’s post was about gratitude and then I immediately had a bout of discontentment. Isn’t that always how it works?
We have a unique tradition at this church that I’ve never seen before and it’s a unique tradition I have come to love. Many years ago, one of the ministers implemented a season of gratitude that takes place right before Advent.