Shane Claiborne on Practicing Resurrection in Philly

Last week, I had the joy of hearing and seeing Shane Claiborne at the Festival of Faith and Writing at Calvin College. He gave a great talk (which made me cry) and then I happened to literally brush arms with him next to him at a book stall:

Thanks man, I said.

It’s great to be here, he said, so genuine, with humility not manufactured or feigned.

(By the way, readers, that’s a question I have. Is it possible to describe in words what makes someone or something feel/seem authentic or inauthentic?)

Anyway, Shane has this great post up at the Huffington Post on urban gardening in Philadelphia. Here’s a taste:

One of the most beautiful things we get to do here at The Simple Way is plant gardens in the concrete jungle of North Philadelphia — and see kids discover the miracle of life, and fall in love with the Creator of life. Gardens have a special place in the human story. After all God first planted humanity in a garden in Eden. And the most redemptive act in history began in a garden in Gethsemane. And the story ends in Revelation with the image of the garden taking over the City of God, with the river of life flowing through the city center and the tree of life piercing the urban concrete.

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I will never forget the haunting words of a neighborhood kid who once said years ago, “It’s easier to get a gun in our neighborhood than it is to get a salad.”

Read Shane’s piece here.

Wishing you a lovely weekend! Peace & xo…

Sorry, Can’t Hang Out, I’m Hanging out With Famous Writers

Well, sorta.

I’m at the Festival of Faith and Writing (have been since Thursday! Fooled ya!), hanging out with other writing friends, probably wearing a geeky nametag, eating bad boxed meals, and trying to get within earshot of Marilynne Robinson around without seeming like a total nutty fan, which is, of course, what I am.

What!? You don’t know who Marilynne Robinson is?

It’s okay; I’ll forgive you, but please do yourself a favor and read (or listen to the fabulous audiobook version of) Gilead. And then, if you like that, Home.

Or if nonfiction is more your thing, start with The Death of Adam and then her new book of essays When I Was A Child I Read Books.

Not only is she brilliant, exceedingly well read, theologically astute, and full of grace, she can really write.

And oh, my golly, she even went on the Daily Show.

{See you Monday!}