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Episcopal priest; enjoyer of weird little crockery; aggressively Minnesotan; 🏳️‍🌈🇵🇸 📍Cows, Colleges, Contentment 🛐 http://www.ogs1913.org/ (banner: 'plumed passion flower' by Corita Kent, IHM, 1962)

There’s something almost transcendental about the ‘holy huddle’ at priestly ordinations. Just an unbroken chain of screwballs who heard a whispered call in the soul’s night and couldn’t resist answering. 🕯️

A huddle of vested priests laying their hands on one another’s shoulders at an ordination mass

Honouring all those lost on 9/11 25 years ago, including Fr. Mychal Judge, FDNY chaplain, the first recorded victim, who gave his life offering hope and prayers amid the tragedy. His courage and compassion remind us to serve others selflessly, even in the darkest moments. #NeverForget

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Leaving my non-church choir rehearsal tonight and somebody said “Nice to meet you, see you in church!” My heart was strangely warmed. 🕯️

The last time my grandma stayed at my apartment, she surreptitiously turned the thermostat to 78°F. I think I was subtle in my messaging this time around.

A thermostat covered in blue tape with a post it note that says “don’t even think about it” and has a hastily drawn skull and crossbones.

My parish hosted the local Jewish community (mostly from the two colleges) tonight for Shabbat services in our fireside room and a potluck afterward in the parish hall. The campus rabbi grew up in an interfaith home (her dad is an Episcopalian) and so this kind of thing comes naturally to her. 🕯️

The Roman Catholic archbishop of Indianapolis has dispensed the Sunday mass obligation for those afraid of detention or intimidation by ICE. What a profoundly messed up world we live in! 🕯️

A letter on official letterhead 

CHRIST THE CORNERSTONE
GENERAL DECREE
Dispensation from the Obligation to Participate in Mass
On Sundays and Holy Days of Obligation
Whereas recent days have seen an increase in immigration enforcement in the Archdiocese of Indianapolis, causing a significant rise in fear and anxiety amongst our immigrant communities, and
Whereas the Christian faithful have an obligation to participate in Mass on Sundays and Holy Days of Obligation (c. 1246§1, 1247), and the fear and anxiety caused by the recent immigration enforcement activity may deter some of the Christian faithful from fulfilling their obligation to attend Mass, which would be detrimental to their spiritual welfare, and
Whereas the Archdiocesan bishop is able to dispense the faithful from disciplinary laws, both universal and particular, when it contributes to their spiritual welfare (c. 87 §1).
I hereby dispense from the obligation to participate in Mass on Sundays and Holy Days of Obligation all those persons living within the Archdiocese of Indianapolis who reasonably fear being detained, separated from their families, or experience intimidation due to the increased immigration enforcement. This applies even to those with proper legal documentation.
This dispensation will last through September 30th, 2026, unless further extended by decree.
The Christian faithful who discern they must make use of this dispensation are encouraged to supplement spiritual practices on Sunday and Holy Days of Obligation with practices such as praying with the Sunday readings of the Lectionary, praying the rosary or other sacramentals, and/or watching a livestreamed Mass on television or the internet.
Pastors and all those who minister to the faithful within the Archdiocese of Indianapolis are encouraged to attend to the spiritual care of those who must make use of this dispensation to the best of their ability, especially regarding the Sacraments Penance and Anointing of the Sick, or the distribu…

The church dining halls are the best—and most underrated—part of the Minnesota State Fair. There’s nothing like ham loaf, roasted spuds, and fluff salad being served by very friendly Methodists.

A plate with a piece of ham loaf, roasted spuds, and Minnesota salad.

Three of my favorite poems by Wendell Berry from the POETRY journal (January 2001, June 1967, and November 1971 respectively.) 🕯️


HOW TO BE A POET
(to remind myself

I
Make a place to sit down.
Sit down. Be quiet.
You must depend upon affection, reading, knowledge, skill-more of each than you have-inspiration, work, growing older, patience, for patience joins time to eternity. Any readers who like your poems, doubt their judgment.

II
Breathe with unconditional breath the unconditioned air.
Shun electric wire.
Communicate slowly. Live a three-dimensioned life; stay away from screens.
Stay away from anything that obscures the place it is in.
There are no unsacred places; there are only sacred places and desecrated places.

III
Accept what comes from silence.
Make the best you can of it.
Of the little words that come out of the silence, like prayers prayed back to the one who prays, make a poem that does not disturb the silence from which it came.THE BURIAL OF THE OLD
The old, whose bodies encrust their lives, die, and that is well.
They unhinder what has struggled in them.
The light, painfully loved, that narrowed nd darkened in their minds becomes again the sky.
The young, who have looked on dying, turn back to the world, grown strangely alert to each other's bodies.

A HOMECOMING
One faith is bondage. Two are free. In the trust of old love, cultivation shows a dark graceful wilderness at its heart. Wild in that wilderness, we roam the distances of our faith, safe beyond the bounds of what we know. O love, open. Show me
my country. Take me home.

Today’s thrift store haul: three pairs of Callaway golf shorts with the tags still on! $86 a piece from the Callaway website, $8, $8, and $6 at the thrift store.

Today in Priestcraft: a teen from the parish left for college first thing this morning (for my alma mater, go CSB+SJU!), so the youth group threw her a doughnut-and-coffee farewell party in her driveway. Yours truly was up at 0-dark-thirty to fetch the goods from KwikTrip and Caribou. 🕯️

A selfie with a number of people A bag of doughnuts and a big carafe of coffeee

Absolutely cannot stand interpretations of this week's Gospel that say Jesus calling the Canaanite woman a dog is an example of his "human side" bc he's so exhausted/irritated/overwhelmed that he cannot help but be racist to her. If Jesus is indeed without sin, that should include the sin of racism!

I dreamt last night that the Rt Rev’d the Bishop of Washington and I went to see a MUNA house concert. Everybody was sitting in arm chairs and couches (except for Her Lordship, who was obviously sitting in her cathedra.) It was a wild dream! 🕯️

Honestly, if you want intergenerational community, public service, ritual, morality, a framework to make sense of evil, injustice, suffering and mortality, a place where people visit each other in the hospital — you could do a lot worse than walking into a church, synagogue, mosque or temple.