On the horizon.

Things are bleak. It's only going to get worse. We are starkly faced with the existential choice of how we are going to act for our neighbor, for our nation, for ourselves. Fascism is here. Cruelty is here. It is in the bones and muscles and veins and nerves of our nation. We are not

I preached this sermon at St. Lydia's in Brooklyn, NY on the First Sunday of Advent on the evenings of Sunday, November 9 and Monday, November 10. This recording is from the latter. The title is "The End is Near: Finding Our Voices in the Wilderness of Advent." https://soundcloud.com/bleak-theology/the-end-is-near-finding-our-voices-in-the-wilderness-of-lent The Scripture is Jeremiah 33.14-16 NRSV.

When I started this blog, I had no idea how it would be received. I just wanted to express my frustrations about, well, God and God-ish things. And I've been surprised that in sharing my frustrations, readers have shared my frustrations with others. So, thank you, readers, you very diverse lot. Misery does love company. But