On Thursday I leave with Caroline, Margaret and my mother (a Unitarian who doesn't mind Jesus) for the Wild Goose Festival. I'm excited that the girls' first camping experience will be a girl-power affair---Robert will have a boys' weekend with James. They're thinking about a train museum in Pennsylvania, plus Cars2. I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed at the logistics.
I haven't camped in at least a decade, our equipment is scattered all over our house and in variable states of repair, and whereas *I* would be happy relying solely on food vendors for sustenance, I don't think that's going to cut it for our somewhat pickier children. So: campstove and simple meals.
That said, Woo! Wild Goose! Woodstock for Jesus hippies! I can't wait.
Remember when I wrote that Caroline was a dedicated swimmer but not likely to break into the top tier of swimmers? Ahem. She won a blue ribbon at her first-ever "A" meet on Saturday, in breast stroke, which she'd DQ'd just a week earlier at time trials. She is elated. It was funny the way it happened---she was in the middle of the pack time-wise, but every other girl in her age group DQd. It's a very hard stroke to get right, apparently. This is SO Caroline, who is not the speediest, but is persistent, and she works hard to make her strokes clean and precise.
Kinda reminds me of her mama, who continues to do C25K yet is still tortoise-like.
The commitment to Sabbath continues, though its look and feel have really changed over the months. It's gotten easier and harder. It's become more and more essential for my sanity, and there are also more and more things tugging at it, trying to make it not happen. One of my twitter followers was kind enough to tweet this page, which is a listing of all of the Sabbath-related posts I've written over the months. I need to get back to that. I'm writing about Sabbath all the time but a lot of it is still rough notes.
My manuscript for The Sabbath Year is due in October, and because of Chalice's long publishing cycle, it won't be published until Fall 2012. In the meantime, this blog is the place to be for sneak peeks and updates.
We're starting a new sermon series at church called "Postcards from the Bible." We will look at different significant places in the Bible---archetypes, such as garden, valley, mountaintop, city, beach---and explore what they represent for us spiritually. This approach appeals to the English major in me: we talk all the time about the plot, characters and themes of Bible stories, why not setting? Besides, it's a way of traveling without leaving the sanctuary.
In addition to being a fun series, and one that builds on some earlier work I've done in print, the series is a way of addressing the travel bug that has invaded my life once again. But the bug is not appeased by this series; I've started dreaming of a trip to Cuba in January with members of this presbytery and Iona over the summer with Robert and the kids. We'll see.
Things are busy on the writing front. In addition to writing several articles for the new Feasting on the Gospels series, I'm also writing the liturgy for the Sunday worship services at Montreat Conference Center. It's been fun to get messages from friends saying, "I was at Montreat this weekend and we used your stuff in worship!" And I've got articles coming soon on Religion Dispatches and catapult magazine.
I also recorded a video for Bruce Reyes-Chow's We Are PC(USA) project. I will let you know when that project kicks off. It was fun and frustrating, a stretching experience, to be sure. As a recovering perfectionist, I had an ideal look in my head, and what came out is far from it. But it's a start. I can now add video to my grab bag of tricks.
What's keeping you busy and hopefully bringing you some joy?