Stuff. It multiplies.

Today's photo: "Stuff"

Today is potentially my last "totally free Sunday" for the next 35 years or so (yes, this is a slight exaggeration, but you get the point). Next Sunday I will worship and preach with my home congregation in Iowa; also, next Sunday the congregation in Minnesota will vote about whether to call me as their Associate Pastor. If they vote "yes," I will move to Minnesota on Friday, July 31st! Less than 2 weeks. Whoa.

For a spiritual/worshipful experience today, I opted for one more non-Lutheran Sunday. I headed to the 10am Unitarian church in the neighborhood. Today's theme: "The Freedom of Belief." It was interesting. I missed Jesus and communion (neither of which are a regular part of the service with this worshipping community). But, other than that, I certainly felt the Spirit moving and an environment glowing brightly with an attitude of peace and advocacy. I really like that one of the ways they describe their congregation is as "a sevant church, on an adventure of the Spirit." Brilliant! The preacher quoted one of the early Unitarians named Francis David, and I really liked the words:

"We don't have to think alike to love alike."

After churchy-church, I headed to a local bakery to continue my mission of moderation. I got an apple croissant. Seriously, it was so flavorful and beautiful and magnificent. It was very nearly a spiritual experience. In fact, I think it truly was. Savoring the goodness of life is a way of connecting with the holy, right?

I've spent the remainder of today packing. And packing. And then, I did a little more packing. Do I really have this much stuff???? I thought I downsized last year? I have about a half million too many books. Not that there is such a thing as too many books. But, I really need some more book cases. And I have at least 3 more totes of books at home in Iowa. It will be so nice to have an office and bookshelves and a little library area someday (maybe soon)!

How was your weekend? Eat anything that left you still thinking about it hours later? Read anything that made you remember how strange life is? Talk to anyone who reminded you that friends are like angels?

I hope so.