from two sermons, one on Adam & Eve, one on Christ fulfilling the OT priesthood.

The drift of the Adam and Eve sermon: God knew Adam needed a helper, and to get this point across, He had Adam name the animals. Because of seeing all the animals in pairs, Adam realized he was alone and in need of his own other half.

The drift of the priesthood sermon: the priests stood in the Temple because their work of giving sacrifices was incomplete; Christ, the final priest, fulfilled their office through His ultimate sacrifice and now sits at God's right hand.

Don't these go together? The priests, like Adam, found animal after animal, all young and spotless, but just as no animal was a fit helper for Adam, no animal was truly able to atone for sin. Only God's work of creating woman was able to complete man. The Church is the new Eve, made for the second Adam, born from His side broken in the crucifixion. Now, instead of standing at the Passover table with our shoes and coats on, we sit at the Lamb's wedding feast. And that's what it's all about.


dropping the eaves

Overheard in a public bathroom:

"Oh, it still has another three minutes left."
"And then if it has just one line, you're not, but if it has both lines, you are."

Overheard outside a gas station:

"Yeah, you put whatever you want in the cup and then fill it up with slurpee so they can't see it."

If only all this handy new knowledge could go on my resume.

"In addition to a years' college education, I am an expert in pregnancy tests and convenience store robbery."


two sides to every coin

and two sides to every journey,
away from passing the peace, carrying laundry back and forth between buildings, the spider on the basement stairs at the Nuart, bright blue skies, and that flighty temptress, the elusive hour between Math and Latin,
towards water falling from the sky and moss rising from the ground, an orange-walled bedroom, the kids I've known since they were born, resumes, nineteen, new faces, new continents,


"I forget her exact words...

...but they were to the effect that sex and motherhood should be treated neither ribaldry nor reverence. 'It is too serious a subject for ribaldry, and I myself cannot understand reverence towards anything that is physical.' There, in a few words, is the whole twisted and tortured priggishness which poisons the present age. The person who cannot laugh at sex ought to be kicked; and the person who cannot reverence pain ought to be killed."

- G. K. Chesterton, Questions of Divorce