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I'm back from a trip to a big churchy conference with a bunch of educators. My plane ride home was about half full of them, and it was loud! I loved walking down the aisle of the plane and overhearing snippets of conversation from them about spirituality, multiculturalism, construction paper, and beer. These are clearly my people. I caught up with friends, ate great food (the guacamole and beans were way better than what I can get here), and heard some good preaching and teaching. I returned to church this morning excited to nurture the children entrusted to my care.

It is good to get home. Even though our house has mounds of unfolded laundry and a funky smell from the heater somewhere. I miss my family when I am away. But I do like having the remote control to myself, although I must say that I was a little shocked at HBO in the hotel room.....didn't they used to just show movies?!

I go away again later this month to a small conference with mostly preachers, supposedly setting out some vision of re-forming ministry. While there will certainly be beer there too, I doubt there will be as much joy over construction paper.....