by Anne Kennedy | Jan 24, 2021 | Abortion, Anglicans, Biblical Illiteracy, Corrupt Media, Garden-Variety Malaise, Social Justice, The Gospel
I was committed to staying away from inauguration stuff, and basically succeeded, except that I did wander around online looking at what everyone was wearing, and also lots and lots of Bernie Memes. Unfortunately, I am married to a person who likes to know...
by Anne Kennedy | Jan 17, 2021 | Anglicans, Biblical Illiteracy, Corrupt Media, Freedom of Speech, Garden-Variety Malaise, Go to Church, The Gospel, Totalitarians
In the few guilty moments I did waste time online this week, I spent them reading about the possible implications of one or two companies owning the majority of the way most of us interact online—the, well, I won’t use “strangle-hold” but the tight fist control of...
by Anne Kennedy | Nov 29, 2020 | Advent, Eschatology, Garden-Variety Malaise, The Gospel
I spent the last two days completely avoiding my blank screen, in spite of there being a whole pile of work I intended to do, for the bitter reason that on Friday morning we learned that the last of our—and I do hate this word—“shut-ins” died sometime on...
by Anne Kennedy | Nov 15, 2020 | Anglicans, Coronavirus, Eschatology, Garden-Variety Malaise, Go to Church
Well, I managed to stay offline nearly all of yesterday, floating on a triumphant exultant glow of having procured nine whole dining room chairs for a total of 36 dollars (how many talents is that—so many) and strong-momming my children into moving a lot of furniture...
by Anne Kennedy | Nov 8, 2020 | Biblical Illiteracy, Eschatology, Garden-Variety Malaise, Go to Church, Jesus
Apparently, Mr. Biden made a speech yesterday and in it quoted On Eagle’s Wings. I thought about going and trying to find it, but I have a policy of never listening to any speech any politician makes, and I don’t intend to begin now, even to hear something so...
by Anne Kennedy | Oct 11, 2020 | Eschatology, Garden-Variety Malaise, Go to Church, The Gospel
I don’t know about you, but the thing that is most likely to send me over the edge at this particular moment of this impossibly long year, is that every time I click on Facebook, Twitter, or Instagram, before I can even get to my feed to see what surprising and...