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The Delta

Two pieces of housekeeping: Some folks have asked after the kittens - They are doing much better! Their eyesight is better, and it looks like they will all have sight…

Three blind kittens


They are basically helpless, being five weeks old, blind and weighing less than a pound each. They also have a respiratory infection, and thus can't smell where the food is…

The Southern Institute For Peace

Hey y’all. 

It’s August, and hotter than Satan’s armpit outside today, so I’m taking advantage of the air conditioning to bring y’all up to date on what’s going on in…

Muscadines in August

I made muscadine jelly this week. It holds many memories for me, and so I thought I would tell you about it. This piece is long - it needs to…

The new photo

I had most of an essay done, and planned to finish it up this morning. But then I got distracted, and decided to just tell you about what I was…

Common Ground

Hey y'all!

A couple of quick notes:

I have a contract! Effective last Monday, I am now the the Interim Director for a regional nonprofit that works to end inequity…

There are no 12 steps for this.

I have lived with depression my entire life. 

When I was a kid, we didn’t call it depression. Instead, we said I was a moody child. That I was “in…

On the road again.

Hi friends,

Just a note of apology that I am on the road this weekend, coming home from the Mennonite Church USA Delegate Conference, and don't have the available time…

The state of things

Hey y’all, 

It’s the 4th of July as I’m writing this. My neighborhood is having a thing later this morning (I love that I live in a neighborhood where we…

The tool chest of the proletariat.

When it comes to the sort of woodworking I like to do, there are broadly speaking, a couple of ways people store their tools. 

Some people hang their tools on…

The limits of my methodology

I have never been good at school. 

To be clear, I usually made good grades in school, but that was just my masking to meet their expectations. Many of us…

The jangle

It has been said that beggars cannot be choosers. As someone who worked among the unhoused community for nearly a decade and a half, I can assure you that whoever…

Community

Hey y'all - It's been a rough but generative spring so far. I have a lot going on, and I am running about like a man with my hair on…

Sam

Not all the stories about my time working among the unhoused are about death, I promise. But it was the deaths that did me in, and that ultimately made me…

Motion vs Meditation

Hey y’all, 

I’m taking advantage of a rainy day that canceled all my plans to write you a long-overdue update. 

In one way, it’s fitting that today is full of…

Karen's World

Hi y'all!

On Tuesday of last week, my friend Karen died. The funeral was Friday, in Raleigh, NC, so I cancelled all the meetings for the end of the week…

CJ

Content warning: This is a story about a couple I knew and worked with who were unhoused, and whose baby was stillborn.

As I write these stories about the time…

Called

While I am a credentialed Christian pastor, I have an awkward sort of relationship with it. I was ordained by the Mennonite Church USA on a Palm Sunday (which is…

Next Steps

It’s a pretty normal coffee shop. They also bake bread there, which is nice, and they have a strong lunch game, and even better for me, they are around the corner from my house. I hold lots of meetings there. 

It’s crowded when I get there to meet my boss’s boss, who had called me a couple of days before to set up this meeting to discuss “where we go from here.”…

Senselessness

Mike was what we in the South call “a character”. He was a short, trim man, just a hair over 5 feet tall. I knew for a fact he was 62 years old, but he always seemed much younger than that, mostly, I think, because of his huge infectious smile. 

Mike was gay, and was given to incongruent dressing. He would wear a polo and khakis, but with high heeled shoes. Or…