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[21 Nov 2012 | One Comment | ]
JVC, Houston, and Pupusas

So life in Texas is obviously a little bit different than life in Providence or Philly or Ireland or Kenya… this is not something that should come as a great surprise to anyone, and it certainly doesn’t for me. I have lived in enough different cities and countries in the past four years to know that I would certainly have to adjust.
Sunday night, we immersed ourselves into one aspect of Houstonian culture that is right outside our door, and that we work with every day, but we never really get …

Guest Bloggers, Prayer, Discernment, and Practice »

[8 Jul 2012 | No Comment | ]
We…

…is the first word of the 12-steps of Alcoholics Anonymous. It sets the tone for every word that follows. We admitted. We came to believe. We made a decision.
“We” speaks to me of fellowship, companionship, Esprit de Corps. It is real koinonia lived in the real world. It is the kind of “we must have each other to survive” need for one another that comrades in arms find among each other in combat. It is a rightness of relating to God, others and ourselves.
The founder …

Guest Bloggers, Social Justice »

[29 May 2012 | One Comment | ]
The Joys of Commencement Season

My friends have long known that one of my weirdest quirks is the joy I take in commencement exercises. Really, any sort of convocation gets me going – a convocation to begin a new academic year, an honorary degree ceremony, or especially a University Presidential Inauguration. In fact, I am most certain that my interest in liturgy is strongly connected to my interest in academic pomp and circumstance. For instance, there are “funny-looking dresses” involved in each – the academic gown worn by graduates and the albs worn by ministers. …

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[30 Apr 2012 | One Comment | ]
Of Teachers

In the coming week, I will participate as a student in the last class session of my life. After quite literally thousands of them over the course of the past 21 years, I must admit that I am overwhelmed at the thought of making the transition to a regimented course of studying, researching and teaching for the rest of my career. One of the things that has given me solace, however, is thinking about one of the great constants in my life over these years – wonderful teachers. One …