Happy Sunday, all.
All of us in this blogring are anguishing over Hurricane Katrina and its aftermath. Many have struggled mightily with sermons this week. I'm grateful to have this community with which to share.
Several have said that they are over-saturated and nearly destroyed by so much coverage of tragedy and perversity and pain. I am there myself, and needing to get out, I round up on some other topics this evening:
Sue's 23-year-old son, Awesome, is heading out as an adult. Pray him Godspeed.
Jo(e) is on the way to camp, a Labor Day tradition of 37 years' standing. What a lovely setting in which to process and pray.
Cheesehead is back. Go see her!
LutheranChik shares her doggy theology (and a picture of the cutest dog in the world...except maybe mine!) ;)
In a lovely poem, Pink Shoes muses about water (death, birth, life, rebirth) as she prepares to preach at the baptism of her son, Baby Boy.
ReverendMother's wonderful C learns a new use of language, and Songbird sends a son off to college (photo!)
Blessings and love to you and yours.