I've been an admin machine today. Getting all the admin stuff done. Every form I've been meaning to create. Every piece of follow up on our vestry retreat I've been meaning to do. It's like Admin week around here. . .

Ya know, since I have a funeral sermon and four Holy Week sermons to write.

I love how when, once every decade, an Episcopal Bishop makes headlines, half the church is like, "alright, get ready to welcome the curious folks who'll be packing our pews this weekend!"

And, it just doesn't work that way at all.

Sorry, evangelism actually requires something of us.

Teaching on the Incarnation tomorrow using Christmas Carols, and I'm always reminded of this. Orthodox monks and nuns singing a shaped note hymn around the aftermath of a substantial feast.

This is my theological aesthetic.

“Teacher, we want you to do for us whatever we ask of you," sounds terrible coming from James and John.

But, also, if I'm honest, that sentiment makes up a solid chunk of my prayer life.

I came back to Twitter 6 months or so ago, and never really managed to reconnect with anyone. It's grown increasingly toxic and awful, so I'm hoping this will be better. We'll see. My hopes are low.