It was not really worth the WHOLE day before confirmation/vespers but good. It’s exciting to talk with like minded people who are willing to stand together to change the political climate, the political conversation and the world.
On a more local note, one neighbor stopped by to share name and phone numbers since they couldn’t make the meeting tonight.
A paradox wrapped in an enigma playing the accordion. I'm a sinner-saint, child of God working at the cross-roads of church and world. A Deaconess called to connect people living near the center with people on the edge and to help your life sing (literally and figuratively) while doing it. People don't always get the deaconess part. Could be the swearing, the corporate job, or the wine.
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