One of the gifts of this year is the opportunity to worship at many different places. Today, we went to Peace, the American Baptist church in town. The music was eclectic, but wonderful. In lieu of a sermon, two students shared their experiences during J-term, one in Atlanta, one in Kentucky. I loved hearing their excitement and passion and the ways they are making real connections between life, ministry, academics, and faith. After worship, we chatted with several people, including a student considering the U of C, which allowed us to wax nostalgic about Hyde Park.
Though we hadn't seen many of the films, we enjoyed hanging out with friends to watch part telecast of the Oscars. I do appreciate the creativity and ingenuity. And Tree of Life (I think the only nominated film I saw besides Midnight in Paris. Pathetic, I know) was beautifully filmed. It's too late for soap boxes, but watching celebrities talk about "who" they were wearing was a huge and mostly disturbing contrast to listening to stories of Appalachia this morning. And yet, somehow, God finds it in God's hear to love all of us. That is perhaps the greatest miracle of all.
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