jamie's wanderings

This past Wednesday I went to worship practice like I do most weeks. After we went through our half a dozens songs and refined our introductions, the pastora , the pastor's wife pulled me aside. She told me to bring my djellaba, or my Moroccan outfit, on Sunday. I was to dress up with several other women and pretend to be the women who found Jesus' tomb empty. I was a little skeptical to say the least, but I agreed to go along with the plan. Andrew laughed when he heard the idea, and he said it sounded hokey . I agreed. However, I still pulled out my orange djellaba, and Andrew found his black one, and off we went yesterday to church. Esther, Nely , Mariene and myself are pictured above, all dressed up and ready to enter the church. We came in from the back, and surprised everyone. We grabbed some people and said “la tumba esta vacia !” The tomb is empty. In a spontaneous way, we told our story, just as if we were the women who went to anoint Jesus' body and found the to

If I can't write, than I get really grumpy...a paraphrase quote of an interview Newsweek did in the past with Madeleine L'Engle . I echo this feeling. Lately I've been doing a lot of reading. I've been brushing up on my medieval history, as well as reading the thoughts my friends are putting on their blogs. So, my thoughts in writing today are reflective of what I've been reading. My friend James has his blog at www.steepcrag.blogspot.com and I'd recommend reading it. A history teacher currently studying for his Masters in History...he's got some good thoughts this week especially on Holy Week. My friend Jason is a M.Div student at Westminster in Philadelphia and has a blog at www.doyouseegod.com and I've kept up with it for several months. He has this uncanny ability to see God in all sorts of small parts of live, and the even greater ability to share it with people on his blog. And so, what is my blog about? I've been wrestling off and on with