A blessed Holy Week to all

I haven't written anything of note here in awhile. It's not so much a dry time, as a busy-elsewhere time. I was sick, then busy catching up. I still have lots of work to do. Beyond that, there are threads floating around my head, and things I'm involved in that will bear their fruit later--but there's really nothing compelling me to write, right now. But here we are.

I just came from a Palm Sunday service at St. Anne's, Stockton. It's a friendly, nice community. This was my first time here; I know the rector slightly. It's really a joy to worship in this diocese, since the siege has been lifted. There's a lightness, a sense of possibility, that hasn't been here before. I might possibly do field ed in San Joaquin; I'm praying and talking with people. My home diocese is California, but my best friend lives here, and I've been keeping close tabs all along.

I'm going to find a Tenebrae service on my side of the Bay, because I love them and haven't been to one in ages. Thursday through Sunday, I'll be at St. A's--but I don't have any commitments there until Easter morning. (I love, love, love the Vigil--especially the way we do it.)

Interspersed through all of this... writing a couple of papers, getting enough done before Spring Break. I'm going up then to work at the Ranch for most of the week, and back early to attend the San Joaquin diocesan convention. It's a new day here.

Resurrection is coming, for and in and through all of us. Thanks be to God.