Remember the days of falling in love with the church? The days of hope and optimism and joy?
A post on Episcopal Cafe called ‘Episcopal Nerd’ brought it all back and made me laugh. Oh how I longed for a job at the Cathederal School that would let me linger against pillars awash with coloured light. (I ended up instead at a school surrounded by tobacco fields and neon bible-belt signs. God’s sense of humour is sometimes over-rated.)