If we want to stand for what we believe, to change the world for the better, I am convinced we must learn to make choices not just based on "what we can do," but based on "what we can do and still stay sane and healthy."
We were going to get up early, drive nine hours across the Midwest, through countless tollbooths, to stay at a Benedictine monastery, and to get a glimpse of the daily work of the prophetic Joan Chittister. I jumped at the chance.
I'm tired of reading 12 to 20 pages of poorly written, theologically thin, unimaginative discourse, intended to represent a ministerial candidate's breadth of preparedness and depth of spiritual formation but more frequently sending me into despair over the future of Church leadership.
A few months ago musician Phill Eason asked me to make a prop for a musical. But this was not your average musical. In part, because it used cosmic, apocalyptic images from scripture. In part, because it was set in a modern-day mental-health ward.