1/30
It’s been a long, cold, slow week. The
continued frigid weather slows things down. Keeps us inside. Hunkered down, so
to speak. Desiring hibernation. My own fatigue and virus doesn’t help as I just
want to stay under the covers.
Tuesday there’s little time spent in the
office on the way to the Presbytery
meeting in Harlem. Good to go to a meeting for once where West-Park is not at
risk. Our business this time involves presenting an overture to our national
General Assembly this summer on a study of current US drug policy and how it
impacts people of color and those of low income. We also have an action on Marriage Equality.
A lot of congregations have endorsed the right of a clergy person to perform
marriages as their conscience allows in states where the law permits it.
West-Park wanted to go further, and strike those words, where the law permits
…Civil law should not determine our ecclesiastical law. It’s either right or
not. My colleagues should not remain vulnerable to charges while I can perform
any marriage I feel called to perform.
The ensuing debate was a bit odd. Many
speakers began by saying of course they agreed, but…. Our version attracted
some conservatives who liked it’s either/or and separation of church/state
character. One African-American pastor reminded us of how marriage had been
stolen from their historic community. Finally liberal gradualism and political expedience won out and
our offering was defeated. The qualified motion passed by a large margin. (Like
West-Park’s last victory…)
RL and I spend a frustrating hour trying
to figure out why the boiler isn’t working. It keeps looking like something simple.
Noche is hard at work when the
boiler clearly is no longer working. Danielle puts out the call for help and
boiler people soon arrive. Pat O has come by to continue work on developing a
critical analysis of current options and an alternative plan. Excel spreadsheets,
color coded and all.
A long and frustrating boiler
day. It’s on and off three times. Danielle
reports a scary early morning flaming blow back. When it’s working, it’s like a mechanical system on
crack. Manic and hyper. Ready to do harm. New radiator leaks. Steaming pipes.
The boiler people seem befuddled and each further complicated effort seems to
take us further from solution. The want us to invest in a new radiator. Bring
in a chimney sweep. I tell Danielle to google Chim, chimney Chim, chimney Chim, chim, cher-ee…
Session is working in seriously evaluating options while I’m running around with boiler
people. It’s like on Apple care when you start with a simple enough problem and
45 minutes later they want you uninstall everything on your computer…Something
wrong here….all of this taking me back to the winter of no heat, back when we first began...the
Meanwhile in the sanctuary, the voices of Mario’s singers
conjure fields and late night gatherings down south….even as I notice so many different
global accents… I notice some Dzieci have joined in. I see this emerging community
and wonder again how we can interrelate, collaborate…plant something that can
grow…
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