Tomorrow is the last day of the online class on Walt Whitman I have been participating in. We’ve read sections of his poems and been given things to think about

think about how hearing Whitman in song affects your understanding and interpretation of Whitman's words as they appear on the page.

It sounds like a homework assignment and doesn’t set my mind wandering.

On Sunday, the church I attend will have its annual meeting. Prior to the meeting, we’ve been invited to think about two questions.

1) We are now at five years with a new Rector. There have been many transitions in those five years, many new things. What new, different, exciting enhanced ministries do you see coming out of this parish over the NEXT five years?

2) In our fallen, rapidly-changing world, what do we believe God is calling us to be/do as a Christian community of faith, as p part of the Body of Christ, in this time and place?

These are important questions as we think about how we will spend our time and money. They are questions I’ve been tempted to write a long response to.

These are the things I’m thinking about as I stop at “A Body in Fukushima”, an exhibit at Wesleyan. This is another experience deserving much more though, and a well written response. There are issues of art and politics, things that I find echoed in discussions on social media.

Perhaps, all of this is woven together into some larger construct.

I’ll spend some time thinking about all of this, hoping that I’ll get a glimpse of the larger construct, but now, it is time to sit quietly pondering.