Tonight, I had dinner at my favorite sushi buffet. Eating there always leaves me feeling a little like Caligula, as if there are no pleasures left in the world.
I’ve been rethinking a long-held position of mine that politics really don’t have place in church, especially mine.
Sinkford’s grandstanding seriously makes me ill. Seriously.
But at the same time, I have been thinking about Universalists and how they were the first church to really come out against slavery. That undeniably kicks ass.
When I got home, the CSO sat on the edge of the bathtub as I washed my hair. We talked about the issue for awhile, deciding that political issues in historical retrospect become moral issues.
I remain uncomfortable with the idea of politics from the pulpit, yet I’m rethinking exactly how deeply into politics morality can go.