Our service of Rest and Bread begins tonight at 6:15, with music for meditation at 6.Psalm 112 (I dislike that the Psalm so often seems unrelated to the Sacred Text and Reflection) and a reading from Acts.
I want to testify how lovely it is to come at 6, to be sunk into prayer, all alone, next to someone who is also sunk in prayer. It is an amazing way to be community together. We'd love to sit next to you.
Tonight's reflection is on St. Barnabas, a man who's name means "son of encouragement."
Laura Ruth did the Reflection. She talked about how she has thought of Barnabas as just a name in a story, but he was a flesh and blood human being, as they all were, and so she wanted to flesh out his story. So she pieced together the various mentions we get of him into a biographical narrative. My favorite part was that after Saul (Paul) had converted, he wanted to meet with some of the disciples who were at Jerusalem, and none of them wanted him to come, because they knew him as someone who would hurt them, but Barnabas was willing to go meet with him.
At Communion, Laura Ruth said that we are flesh and blood and we follow one who was also flesh and blood. Then, in her Blessing and Benediction, she said, "You are a flesh and blood human being," and her next line she got all tangled up tripping over her own words so I jumped in and said, "What you are is," and as I was saying it I realized that although I knew the grammar for what she was trying to articulate, I didn't actually know how she had planned to end that sentence, so I just said firmly, "a bright, brilliant, beloved child of God." Laura Ruth kinda looked at me (like, "That was GOOD") and said, "What she said! Amen." So afterward I explained that Tiffany says that a lot, that it's from a baptismal liturgy and Tiffany preached a sermon recently using a story about it (which story she told again on Pentecost, when we baptized Lucas) and had us turn to our neighbor and say it to our neighbor and then have it said back to us, and she said our homework for that week was to look at ourselves in the mirror each day (you could put on you makeup or whatever first) and say it to ourselves.
Oh, and Keith brought us back to doing the sung "God have mercy"/"Thanks be to God" responses, which I was glad of. (He asked me before service what I thought of that and I said I very much endorsed that choice.)
My dad emailed me about my high school's graduation this past Sunday. Three of our former next door neighbors' kids. The little sister of my former best friend (which best friend now has both a J.D. and an LL.M.). A girl I sort of tutored briefly when I was in high school. The younger son of a family that no longer attends our church. I haven't seen any of these kids in years (some more years than others, which makes it weirder, as I think of them as stalled at the age I last saw them), so it's weird to think of them as turning into adults.
I signed on to chat programs this afternoon, but Invisible because there were certain people I didn't really want to talk to. But then I didn't know what I would say to the people I would want to talk to. I don't want to talk about the men I love, I want to talk to them. I want to hear about their lives. I want to curl up in their laps.
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"Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come. You wait and watch and work: you don't give up." --Anne Lamott
Good things about today:
- Last night: The weight of a blanket on my legs when going to sleep is really comforting.
- I realized yesterday that I'm killing my Airwalks, but I have another pair of black slip-on flats. They're leather, which I hadn't realized when I bought them (duh). But I am wearing them for now. It is nice to have some substance between my feet and the ground. And they're solid shoes, which I really like (hi, I am a big fan of boots).
- My hair is pretty. (Laura Ruth complimented me on it, too.)
- I went to lunch not really knowing what I wanted besides a yogurt parfait, and I had a whole bunch of options on the salad bar -- spinach ravioli with mushrooms and goat cheese and olives; bowtie pasta with powdered sundried tomato or something and grated parmesan; marinated tofu; corn; mint+yogurt+cucumber.
- When Laura Ruth first she saw me tonight, she thanked me for my email about my friend. I was glad, since of the three pastoral care folks I had updated, she was the only one who hadn't replied to my email. When Keith asked me how I was, I said fairly good and said that I'd heard back from my friend and he's not currently in jail. Keith was a fairly appropriate level of pleased for me. Though when I was rehashing the story for him and said it had been three months he was like, "It's been three months? Wow!" and I said, "inorite?" and he said, "Time sure flies," and it occurred to me later that wow was that a bad thing to say 'cause time does not exactly fly when one is worried about a beloved (I've taken to saying that I can downgrade my level of worry), but in the moment I was thinking more about how on my way over I was thinking of how it was June when I first started coming here (June 4, 2008), which I almost mentioned later when Laura Ruth was commenting on how quickly we had gotten so much of the setup done, saying, "Remember when we first started doing this? It all seemed so hard."
- ani's "joyful girl" is Ari's me-song :)
- Roza emailed me back with plans for supper next week.
- I got up with my alarm (I went to bed around 10 last night, and L. called me around 11; this may become a problem, as I was feeling a bit tired during 6pm service tonight) and brushed my teeth and went to the [gym] 45min treadmill (2.5incline, 4.4mph)
- I broke down a bunch of cardboard boxes for the recycling. And swept the kitchen floor, because breaking down a bunch of the boxes already in the recycling, one of them still had cereal in it which I didn't realize and so I accidentally dumped it on the floor. Our floors are really overdue for sweeping, anyway.
- I ordered a washing machine. (They totes charge for installation, btw, so I spent a while staring at the final amount before clicking the final confirm button.)
- I made the CWM deposit.
- I cleaned the altar at Rest and Bread (I noticed there was a sticky patch on it, so I went and got a soapy sponge and some wet and dry paper towels).
- I reheated leftovers from last week for dinner.
- I emailed Sara about getting celebratory drinks next Monday. (She never responded to my "Monday and Tuesday evenings are usually good for me" email.)
- I worked on putting together a list for my ecumenical summer. And I posted a 'writeup' of the sermon podcast I listened to.
["anything that you're looking forward to, that means you're facing tomorrow with joy, not trepidation," as Ari says]
- CAUMC small group
[FirstChurch Mailing List] Show Our Pride this ThursdayBefore service tonight, Laura Ruth opened up a box of these and asked me to include one with each bulletin. I'm still gonna go visit tomorrow evening, though -- because I really don't need lollipops but depending on who's tabling I'm likely to want to hang out and chat.
Each year just before the LGBT Pride March in Boston, First Church folks hand out rainbow-colored, cross-shaped lollipops to passers-by in front of church. The Growth Committee needs volunteers to help us do this again this year. It will happen this Thursday, June 11 from 5pm to 7pm. Can you come for part or all of that time and help us celebrate Pride? Please email me if you can make it. Thanks.