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  • For the past 6 months, Mike's spent 1/2 of his week at a client in North Carolina.  I went out there this weekend to see what his "home away from home" is like.  We had so much fun.

    looking like punks in our rental (but loving it nonetheless):


    hiking near asheville:

     




    dinner with mike's coworker, sally, and her fiance, greg:


    dixie classic fair (as southern as it gets...):
     
     

    wake forest university:


    wine tasting in yadkin valley:
     
     

    we now have 6 more wine glasses b/c all the places we went to gave us complimentary glasses... 

    and thus ends my entry on my wonderful weekend!

  • a message from the reverend jim wallis to the president:

    Dear Mr. President,

    When I first heard that you were vowing to veto a bipartisan
    bill to expand child health care, my immediate thought was more
    personal than political: What has happened to you?

    I
    vividly remember a call at the office, only one day after your
    election had been secured. It was an invitation to come to
    Austin to meet you and to discuss with a small group of
    religious leaders your vision for "faith-based initiatives" and
    your passion for doing something on poverty. I had not voted for
    you (which was no secret or surprise to your staff or to you),
    but you were reaching out to many of us in the faith community
    across the political spectrum who cared about poverty. I was
    impressed by that, and by the topic of the Austin meeting.

    We all filed into a little Sunday school classroom at First
    Baptist, Austin. I had actually preached there before, and the
    pastor told me how puzzled he was that his "progressive" church
    was chosen for this meeting. You were reaching out. About 25 of
    us were sitting together chatting, not knowing what to expect,
    when you simply walked in without any great introduction. You
    sat down and told us you just wanted to listen to our concerns
    and ideas of how to really deal with poverty in America.

    And you did listen, more than presidents often do. You asked
    us questions. One was, "How do I speak to the soul of America?"
    I remember answering that one by saying to focus on the
    children. Their plight is our shame and their promise is our
    future. Reach them and you reach our soul. You nodded in
    agreement. The conversation was rich and deep for an hour and a
    half.

    Then when we officially broke, you moved around the room and
    talked with us one-on-one or in small groups for another hour. I
    could see your staff was anxious to whisk you away (you were in
    the middle of making cabinet appointments that week and there
    were key departments yet to fill). Yet you lingered and kept
    asking questions. I remember you asking me, Jim, I don't
    understand poor people. I've never lived with poor people or
    been around poor people much. I don't understand what they think
    and feel about a lot of things. I'm just a white Republican guy
    who doesn't get it. How do I get it? I still recall the intense
    and sincere look on your face as you looked me right in the eyes
    and asked your heartfelt question. It was a moment of humility
    and candor that, frankly, we don't often see with presidents.

    I responded by saying that you had to listen to poor people
    themselves and pay attention to those who do live and work with
    the poor. It was a simple answer, but again you were nodding
    your head. I told my wife, Joy, also a clergyperson, about our
    conversation. Weeks later, we listened to your first
    inaugural address
    . When you said,

    "America, at its best, is compassionate. In the
    quiet of American conscience, we know that deep, persistent
    poverty is unworthy of our nation's promise. And whatever our
    views of its cause, we can agree that children at risk are not
    at fault ... many in our country do not know the pain of
    poverty, but we can listen to those who do,"

    my wife
    poked me in the ribs and smiled. In fact, you talked more about
    poverty than any president had for a long time in his inaugural
    address—and I said so in a newspaper column afterward
    (much to the chagrin of Democratic friends). They also
    didn't like the fact that I started going to other meetings at
    the White House with you or your staff about how to best do a
    "faith-based initiative," or that some of my personal friends
    were appointed to lead and staff your new Office of Faith-based
    and Community Initiatives at the White House. We brought many
    delegations of religious leaders, again from across the
    political spectrum, to meet with representatives of that office.
    Some of us hoped that something new might be in the air.

    But that was a long time ago. We don't hear much about that
    office or initiative anymore. Most of my friends have long left.
    I don't hear about meetings now. And nobody speaks anymore about
    this new concept you named "compassionate conservatism." And
    now, you promise to veto a strongly bipartisan measure to expand
    health insurance for low-income children. Most of your expressed
    objections to the bill have been vigorously refuted by
    Republican senators who helped craft the bill and support it
    passionately. They vow to try and override your veto. During
    your first campaign, you chided conservative House Republicans
    for tax and spending cuts accomplished on the backs of the poor.
    Now Congressional Republicans are chiding you.

    What happened to you, Mr. President? The money needed for
    expanding health care to poor children in America is far less
    than the money that has been lost and wasted on corruption in
    Iraq. How have your priorities stayed so far from those
    children, whom you once agreed were so central to the soul of
    the nation? What do they need to do to get your attention again?
    You will be literally barraged by the religious community across
    the political spectrum this week, imploring you not to veto
    children's health care. I would just ask you to take your mind
    back to a little meeting in a Baptist Sunday school classroom,
    not far away from where you grew up. Remember that day, what we
    all talked about, what was on your heart, and how much hope
    there was in the room. Mr. President, recall that day, take a
    breath, and say a prayer before you decide to turn away from the
    children who are so important to our nation's soul and to
    yours.

    God bless you,

    Jim Wallis

    Take action:

    http://go.sojo.net/campaign/schip_bush/8gn5bedrpkmdxe5?

    i grew up without insurance...  and i never thought it was a big deal until recently.  it really does make a difference on quality of life, stress levels for parents, and on who gets to be and stay healthy.  all children, rich or poor, should have access to health care.

  • random pictures from random events:
    karaoke:



    fall retreat:


    mike's parents in town:



    bowling:
     

     
    as always, it's a hard balance between juggling classes, mccormick community life, and life outside the seminary...
    but it's all so enriching and an amazing adventure.... who can complain?

     

  • to recover from starting school, i slept most of saturday then biked a whole lot today. 
    here's the route:

    from mike's to my place, then back. it totaled about 22 miles...
    it was great exercise and felt good, but i don't think i'll be doing that again anytime soon.
    what baffles my mind are my friends who are training for the marathon and RUN this distance! crazy!

  • and so begin the festivities....

    Laura & Mike's Wedding:

     


    it was beautiful and so much fun!   now onto more labor day weekend festivities...

  • only one more week of summer left!
    we went to the greek town festival and smoked hookah this weekend:





    next week, mike's parents are visiting chicago for the first time!
  • CRIME SCENE INVESTIGATORS:
    mike and i tried out being CSI's at the Museum of Science & Industry. we pretty much solved the case, hands down.




    it was a fun exercise in forensic science.  can't wait til the new season airs!

  • there were like a million pictures taken at this year's AADVENT conference, but this is the only one i have:

    the conference was good overall.  it was the smallest it's ever
    been, but i think i prefer smaller groups of people.  you get to
    know them better and there are more opportunities to develop deeper
    relationships.  preachers and plenary sessions were also pretty
    great, and i had a blast working w/ laurene on energizers / community building.

    here are some from me and mike's bike ride yesterday:


    i got a pad for my seat, and it's so much more ride-able! 
    eventually i'd like to get some attachments so bailey can ride along,
    too. 

    the end.

  • This is me about to enjoy a delicious, way filling meal at Morton's Steakhouse:

    it makes me laugh because i look so clean and happy in this picture.
    2 hours later, i was hurled over a toilet throwing everything up, twice.
    you see, mike got some shrimp on the side of his steak, and i thought, "trying just one shrimp can't hurt."
    well, it hurt. it hurt a lot. ugh... i think my allergies to shellfish get worse as i get older.

    and friends, please have a nice, non-puking kind of day.

  • Austin, TX:  07/26 - 07/30/2007
    Judy and Bella:

    Revisiting UT Campus-



    view from the main tower:




    partying like a rockstar... like a rockstar who's in seminary that is:



    Mt. Bonnell & Oasis:



     
    Rudy's: 

    Lake Travis:




    all in all, a wonderful time! =)  now i'm just tending to my slight sunburn & trying to catch up on sleep.
    it's almost august, which means the fall semester's right around the corner... blah!
    trying to enjoy summer while i can~