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So here's what I've been doing with my day.

I bucked the BBC as my main source of news a few years ago and switched to Al Jazeera, and they've been reporting on what's happening in Aleppo A LOT. Stumped by what I can do that will help the situation and more than a little tired of pleas for donations that I know won't get there in time, I did something I've gotten quite good at doing: writing letters to my representatives.

Here. Copy it. I don't care. Send it to everyone. Just do your part to make this not end in genocide.



I have been reading the news about the recent events in Syria and eastern Aleppo specifically, and I have become quite concerned with what is going on. What I read describes what can only be described as genocide: double-tap bombing (bombing one area, waiting for civilians to come help those in the rubble, and then bombing again), civilians being gunned down as they run to safety, systematic rape, and more horrible things. I have read of women being killed or committing suicide to avoid gett…

Peacemakers

I've been reading Dietrich Bonhoeffer's The Cost of Discipleship leading up to the election (back when I thought Clinton's win would be a given), and today I'm in such a fog of disappointment and fear that I feel damned lucky to be this far along. I never imagined the New Fascists would gain the White House. But as I read, I found this--it's for my Christian amigos and hopefully won't piss off anyone else (as always, feel free to ignore me). And now's a good time to read Bonhoeffer, by the way.
"Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God." The followers of Jesus have been called to peace. When he called them they found their peace, for he is their peace. But now they are told that they must not only have peace but make it. And to that end they renounce all violence and tumult. In the cause of Christ nothing is to be gained by such methods. His kingdom is one of peace, and the mutual greeting of his flock is a greetin…

There's a New Blog in Town

I've been writing poetry for several months now. They have a pretty common social justice theme, and that makes me want to get them out there for all the world to see and fret over and change the world, etc. Just one problem ...

DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO GET PUBLISHED?!

I have one poem in literary limbo (I may just withdraw it because I'm tired of waiting), and all the rest have been rejects. There was a tweet I read about how, out of 500+ submissions, this person had been published 19 times. NINETEEN. Not good odds. Oh, but the fame! The exposure! The submission prizes! How about the submission fees? And the only place I've looked at paying for poetry is giving you a whopping $15 per poem. Yay. Meanwhile, the great Warsan Shire is lighting up the world (seen Lemonade?) publishing on Tumblr. Hmm. In fact, I've heard that the best young poets are showing their stuff mostly on Tumblr and Twitter. I myself have put out a few poems on Twitter (I like those brief poems)…

Eulogy for Ma

I'm finally getting my eulogy for my grandmother up on the blog, complete with the quote from the book Holy Simplicity: The Little Way of Mother Teresa, Dorothy Day & Therese of Lisieux by Joel Schorn. Big thanks to those who laughed at my jokes. 
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I hate to start this little speech by throwing my dad under the bus, but one of the first things he said when he and my aunt met up at my house was that Ma’s obituary was not going to be as long as her husband’s was. My hackles went up because I erroneously construed this to mean that my grandmother was somehow less “important”, to use a worldly term. This stayed on my mind for the rest of the evening, with thoughts coming from all directions to flesh this out. Eventually, I remembered something from a book I’d been reading about the Catholic Saint Therese of Lisieux (and I only just found out that Ma was Catholic herself for a time, so it turned out to be deliciously appropriate):  When Saint Therese lay sick and dying, she overhe…

What the Hell is this Blog?

I've been asking myself that question lately. A religion blog? A political activism blog? Perhaps, just a blog about voraciously knitting. All that and more! But not much more ... I'm not around here often anymore.

I wander the house now, clad in my jim-jams and a hooded cardigan, thinking differently about my glasses. You see, I read in N.T. Wright book that a "Christian worldview" isn't forcing your religion on others via a political system, but rather the lenses through which you see the world. That means something to someone so desperately blind as me without my glasses on. I think about that a lot now, so there's only one conclusion ...

THIS IS A CHRISTIAN BLOG. 
I see everything--my political activism (such as it is), my psychology, even my knitting--as one of many Christian acts. Often I see myself failing in the Christian realm. Believe me, I really suck at being a Christian. I told Chris just yesterday that sometimes I want to give up and just be a s…

Dear Linda, We Haven't Forgotten

Dear Linda, who art in Heaven ...

Last year, I called to wish you a happy Valentines Day. I got your daughter instead of you. She told me you died on February 4th, and I was glad to hear that you two had reconciled before your death. That was always near your heart. She apparently didn't know about your desire to have your body donated to science and cremated you instead. Chris laments that we don't have anywhere to go to visit you on this day. But we do plan to remember you in a little service of our own design. We'll light the candle on the sconce of Jesus the Good Shepherd; I will say Saint Francis's "Canticle of Brother Sun" because of your love of nature; and Chris will recite T.S. Eliot's poem "The Naming of Cats" due to your love of all things feline. Speaking of felines, I don't know how Mitzvah is doing. I know your last assistant claimed him, and I hope she's taking good care of him.

I admit that I thought you were a burden a l…