Today I taught two sessions at the United Methodist Women’s assembly — on Prayer in Our Daily Lives. There are thousands of women here in St. Louis! I have seen the women from around the world. The beauty of God’s creation showing through these beautiful people.
Today I saw …
Women — young and old.
Women standing on the corner protesting the wall in Gaza and women walking across the street wearing hats that looked like Hershey’s Kisses.
Women in heels, flip flops, and sensible shoes.
Women in blue jeans, in the garb of Fiji and in African dress.
Women of every color and hue, age and size …
All of us, sisters in faith. Thanks be to God for the opportunity to be in this place at this time. A holy place full of powerful mothers, sisters, and daughters of the faith.
I’ll be in St. Louis on Friday, April 30 leading two workshops at the United Methodist Women Assembly. I’m substitute teaching for my friend and colleague, Rev. Vance Ross, who wasn’t able to attend the event. I can’t say that I’ll be able to step into his shoes, but I’ll do my best.
Prayer in our Daily Lives, Friday, April 30th 8:00 – 10:00 AM or 4:30 – 6:30 PM Rooms 240-242, America’s Center in St. Louis, MO.
I could say something pious like “I gave up my blog for Lent (and the first few weeks of Easter)” … But the truth is that I broke it and had a bit of trouble getting the blog fixed. Technology failed me this time.
It’s been a beautiful Spring here in Nashville, accompanied by lots and lots of pollen. The blessings of life are full of surprises.
My friend, Abraham McIntyre, is working to bring healing to Haiti. The director of Bahamas Habitat, Abraham and his crew have been using social networking (both the new and the old kind), hard work, and creativity to fly medical supplies into the outlying areas of Haiti.
Bahamas Habitat normally works to build houses. But ever since the earthquake, Abraham and his volunteers have helped to facilitate evacuations out of Haiti and supply delivery into Haiti. As refugees leave Port-au-Prince and go to the countryside, the needs for medical relief there have increased.
Abraham’s always been a giver. A couple of years ago, I posted blog entries from him as he took his first year out of college and traveled around the world volunteering. He drove computer supplies to Belize, flew to the Bahamas to help fix up people’s houses, worked with homeless outreach in Atlanta. He ended up back in the Bahamas as the director of the program there. He has a knack at seeing needs and figuring out ways to meet them.
Ways to Help
Recruit donations of medical supplies
Identify small airplanes which are available to assist
Donate money to help purchase fuel for the flights
I’m not much of a cook, but I love helping with the baking during the holidays. We had a pie-baking extravaganza on the day before Christmas Eve. The iPod was on “Christmas shuffle” and we spent the day making four pies. The recipe was “Jenni’s Mom’s Dutch Apple Pie.” I am the apple peeler and cutter and the one who cleans. (Oh, and the one who eats pie.)
I’ve been so social, soextroverted(!!!) since the beginning of Advent that today felt a little odd. On this day after Epiphany, I felt sort of like — “Where’d everybody go?”
I asked my Facebook friends about life after Advent and here’s some of their collective wisdom:
Bob: Yes, most certainly!!! I think it is something about discipleship.
Micah: Yeah, it’s called Mardi Gras!!!
Pam: I on the other hand think its about sleeping… until the Annunciation wakes you up.
Debbie: Absolutely, there is life after everything!
Ann: Good question.
Lynda: There are wonderful ordinary days which are relaxing and can be spirit filled. I remember our student preacher, Rachel, say in a sermon that God can come in the ordinary days of January as much as in December when we are overwhelmed with it all. Was comforting to me to hear this since I love the quietness of Jan. and Feb.
What about you? Tell me about your life after Advent.