palm sunday: the bread of life.

“Save us” they prayed

They wanted a king that would give them bread
That would fill their hunger
That would break the cycle of their poverty
That would break the cycles of their oppression

Here comes Jesus, the Son of David
And the city’s stones shout underneath the people
That their rightful King has returned
To come into His kingdom at last

He will fill them at last
With the tearing of His flesh

He will rule the world
From a splintered throne

While the city watches
His blood spill outside its gates

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thursday 13

This week: 13 email newsletters I subscribe to.

1. Daily Skimm (news)
2. Poem of the Day (what it says in the title)
3. The List (events happening in downtown Houston)
4. Morning Brew (business news–I subscribe in an effort to learn more about economics)
5. Any New Books (tells you which books have been released that week in different subject areas)
6. A bunch of different ones from the New York Times: Your Money, Cooking, Five Weeknight Dishes, Open Thread, Running (I don’t really know why, I think it was out of some desire to start running even though I hate it), Smarter Living, Well, Books, Theater Update, and Travel. (I have an online subscription to the NYT, so I don’t get paywalled by all the articles they link to in the newsletters.)
7. It’s Not Hou It’s Me (stuff going on in Houston, not just downtown)
8. EnneaThought from the Enneagram Institute for type 4 and type 5, which never fails to make me grimace in recognition every morning
9. All of Book Riot‘s billion and one newsletters
10. The Financial Diet (financial advice for and by millennials)
11. Two Bossy Dames (two friends write about culture and self-care and all kinds of things; much better than how I am selling it right now)
12. Vox Sentences (news)
13. My church’s bulletin.

on ghosts

Listen:
I know how easy it is
To fall in love with ghosts–
They seem innocuous enough, hiding
In corners and cupboards
And only coming out when it’s dark
To keep you company, they say.

But they are still dead.
Passing through you, they leave
Goosebumps and chills,
But if they do it often enough
You don’t notice anymore,
Except for when you notice
You don’t feel anything at all.

Turn on the lights.
Let them flood the house again.
Or if not lights, at least
Strike a match,
And let it burn itself down
To your fingertips.

thursday 13

This week: 13 famous people you’d want at your dream dinner party.

1. Samin Nosrat (from Salt Fat Acid Heat)
2. Lin-Manuel Miranda
3. Jemar Tisby (historian/theologian)
4. Tim Keller
5. Kristen Bell
6. Michelle Obama
7. Nicole Cliffe (Twitter-famous)
8. Ekemini Uwan (public theologian)
9. Yotam Ottolenghi (chef/cookbook author)
10. Bono
11. Celeste Ng (author)
12. Jameela Jamil (from The Good Place)
13. Dr. Carla Hayden (current Librarian of Congress)

(Any combination of these people would be completely bonkers. Samin and Yotam are making the food, obviously.)

right now: March 2019

Making: An afghan for a friend; plans for a quiet retreat; more messes in the name of creativity

Cooking: Turkey meatballs, roasted veggies, rice–trying to make better food choices, including eating out less

Drinking: Coffee, always; the Coke Zero analog from HEB; Ruby Red Grapefruit from Austin EastCiders, always a good choice.

Reading: In the middle of Good Omens to prep for the upcoming miniseries; just started a reread of Liturgy of the Ordinary. Also just started The Brutal Telling by Louise Penny.

Wanting: The weather to make up its mind already, good grief.

Looking: At springish/summery clothes–I realized recently that I don’t have that many for work, aside from some dresses.

Playing: Lots of Bob Dylan. I took all the games off of my phone, so nothing really happening there.

Deciding: Whether or not I should start a movie right now…

Wishing: That I had a washer and dryer in my apartment instead of having to use the crappy ones in my apartment complex…

Enjoying: Having gotten ten hours of sleep last night, woohoo.

Liking: The way my new curtains look in my living room. They’re blue and they look kind of like chambray.

Wondering: Why I’m so bad at concentrating on things.

Loving: Jon Batiste as the guest host on tonight’s Live From Here, holy crap

Waiting: On my laundry to dry.

Pondering: Why in the world my allergies have been so bad lately…

Considering: Why I’m sitting here writing a blog post when I have a bunch of clothes I need to put away.

Buying: I haven’t really bought anything exciting lately, but tomorrow’s 50% off day at Half-Price Books and I might go hunt something down then.

Watching: The live feed of Live From Here–every once in a while they’ll stream it on YouTube and it’s so freaking good. A couple of weeks ago some friends sat me down and made me watch The West Wing, so…I need to continue with that. (I’m sorry I haven’t watched any after that, y’all! I’ve been busy!)

Hoping: That I can get myself to go to sleep early enough that I don’t hate everything when I have to get up early to go to band practice before church tomorrow…

Needing: To figure out what I’m going to wear tomorrow…something green, obviously, but what?

Questioning: Whether or not I can pull off going to California later this year for a conference right before going to South Carolina a month later for another conference…

Smelling: The remnants of the broccoli I was cooking earlier.

Wearing: Right now: Black t-shirt, jeans.

Hearing: Right now, Tom Papa talking about cold weather in Minnesota.

saturday session (2/9/19)

Hullo, all—it’s rather late, but I have had a pretty decent day so far, started with coffee with friends and is about to end with evening prayer out of the BCP. I’m thankfully over the cold I had last week, mostly, thanks to urgent care and good health insurance and steroids, wheee. This week has also felt like it’s lasted eight weeks, though, and I’m pretty much over it. But so it goes. Here comes a new week and another chance to start over.

No real pithy thoughts this week, so here are the links:

Urban bees in London!

I’m really into these key tags–I’m thinking about getting the Coffee Club one.

A newsreel of Marian Anderson’s performance at the Lincoln Memorial in 1939. (Related: W.E.B. DuBois’s take on “My Country ‘Tis of Thee.”)

A polar explorer’s beauty routine. (I love this. Related: Samin Nosrat’s beauty routine, also delightful.)

50 books about baking. (I’d also add the excellent The Hot Bread Kitchen.)

Speaking of baking, MOLTEN. CARAMEL. CAKE.

Good night, gang, I hope that you’re well.

saturday session (2/2/19)

Hi, gang! I am dealing with a really bad cold and am holed up in my apartment. There is a pot of chicken soup on my stove, I’ve been binge-watching The Good Place (and binge-listening to the accompanying podcast, which is great), and I have that fine layer of sweat that you get when your fever’s breaking, so…that’s good, I guess? (Too much information? Probably. Sorry.) And I’ve caught up on some reading, which is good, because I am woefully behind on my reading goal on Goodreads. It’s been a chance to slow down and do some thinking and assessment.

Anyway, how are y’all? What are you up to?

Here are the links:

That’s it! Much love to you and have a good weekend.