now, where was I...?

Ah yes... I'm graduating tomorrow.

*gasp!* Can you believe it gentle readers? For a while there I thought I'd never be finished with seminary. The last paper was turned in, and the final presentation was lead on Tuesday. I paid my cuff at the bookstore on Wednesday, went to a cocktail party hosted by my workstudy employer, then the senior class dinner. And today was a whirlwind of pre-graduation activities. Even now I'm being called away to another graduation get together. I'll have to give you all a proper summary in the next couple days. Until then, happy graduation to me and my class.

blink

Well, I think it happened. The rapture. It's supposed to happen in the blink of an eye and I think I missed it. Jerry Falwell got raptured, but he's the only one. The rest of us are left behind. Looks like we'll just have to figure out how to live with each other. No more get-out-of-earthly-life-free card. No miracle fix of the world's differences. We're stuck with each other. Just have to make the most of it, I guess. Maybe we might learn a little more about one another before we go around blaming and finger-pointing for the bad things that happen.


"Two days after the attacks of Sept. 11, 2001, during an appearance on Pat Robertson's television show, Falwell claimed that the attack was God's judgment on America's immorality.

'I really believe that the pagans and the abortionists and the feminists and the gays and the lesbians, who are actively trying to make that an alternative lifestyle, the ACLU, People for the American Way — all of them who try to secularize America — I point the finger in their face and say, 'You helped this happen.'" (from www.npr.org, "All Things Considered," may 15, 2007)

Rest in peace, reverend.

day-at-a-glance

What started out as a productive, laundry-putting-away morning is now a quiet cat-in-the-linen-drawer morning. He'll be there all day.