I Know, I Know

Yes, it's been ages (once again) since I updated this blog. You all should be used to that by now, though. So I will forgo the apologies and you know what, let's never mind what I've been up to for the past month since being laid off because believe me, even I'm not interested. Let's start with where I am now.

If you want to get really specific, I'm sitting at a desk in my hotel room in Grand Rapids, MI, sipping on coffee that I suspect may be substandard, but since I'm usually a tea drinker, I can't be sure. I needed the extra jolt of caffeine, however, since it was a late-ish night last night* and I had to get an early start this morning. Because I'm attending the Festival of Faith and Writing at Calvin College this weekend, and the fun starts at 8:30a.m. today.

I got here yesterday, and I have to say, the opening lecture by poet Scott Cairns was so good, I felt kind of sorry for everyone who had to present after him, because man, he set the bar pretty high. I'd give you some highlights from his talk, but somehow I managed to lose my notes from his session. And if this comes as a surprise to anyone, you must be new to the blog. (Welcome!)

But it doesn't matter, because I don't have much time to write now anyway, since my ride will be here in 15 minutes to take me over to the conference. So I'll just leave you with a Scott Cairns quote that I found, which kind of, sort of sums up the gist of his brilliant lecture:

I pray that the American church will one day—sooner than later—overcome its addiction to narrow certainties. Thereafter, its people might recover a taste for enormity.
—Scott Cairns (from an interview in The Other Journal

(I'm really, really mad that I lost my notes.)

I want to tell you more, but oh dear, look at the time. Hopefully later! Til then, kisses from your friendly neighborhood frogg princess...


* Being over 30, I define "late" as anytime after 11pm; and yes I know, that's sad),