It just happened that when I started
divinity school in 2009, my blogging stopped dead. And why not? I
was experiencing a new city—and that city was delightful: Chicago.
The hours of my day were filled with learning: new people, new
ideas, new ways of being me. Suddenly I was in a
relationship—actually, not just one, but many. An old love
reappeared (and we are together, four years later, in Saint Paul).
Preparing for ministry put me into a new relationship with my home
congregation in Hastings-on-Hudson, my religious history, with theology and philosophy and
ethics—suddenly and unexpectedly, everything I encountered had new
meaning.
Over four years one would hope for
change, and it certainly happened. I am born again! Ordination is
still in the future; the road is a long one. But every day has been
well and happily lived. So I am going to see whether I can blog
again. Will the ideas come? Will the words? This is nothing like
writing a sermon! Or Facebook.
