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Let's talk about the future of this podcast! It's called Metropolitan Union. It's simple reflections about keeping your faith while you're letting people down, knowing you're never forever up to the task of loving as much as you wish you could. But in between these official entries (twice a month), we're going to talk like ordinary podcasters doing ordinary podcasty things. It's the off-week segment called The Blessing of Both. Just talking about things, warts in all. Because I can't always be an aspiring elegant writer. I'm an Aquarius. Of course I was going to have a podcast, no matter how embarrassing that association can be. It's the blessing of both! — the elegance and the vapid incoherence of podcasting. Thank you for the supporter! Let's keep going.
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I wrote this in 2016, and like that random Radiohead song they only performed on tour that finally gets a proper version on an album, this is here. We have one episode to go in this podcast's first season, and this is the evolutionary prequel to the finale. You knew this — my father was a Baptist missionary in New York. 20 years later, I found another one. His family and I had one prayer meeting together in Greenpoint together. I could have picked a better week. But the problem with being a Baptist missionary in New York is: there's never really an easy week.
NEW PROBLEMS vol. 1. THIS DATE IN OLD PROBLEMS #2
Death planning is not an easy conversation. But your loved ones won't know what Beyonce to play at your funeral unless you let them know. (Sorry? I'm not sorry.) So I'm letting my buddy, Tim in Minnesota, know! Thanks to Five Wishes, an organization that "changes the way we talk about advanced care planning," death arrangements seem doable. The 1975 were right: It's not living if it's not with you.
NEW PROBLEMS vol. 1. CHRIST HAS NO BEARD NOW BUT OURS act 5. conclusion
New Coalition Sanctuary convenes ordinary people to accompany ordinary people during their immigration proceedings. It's a brutal judicial fiction under the florescent lights of 26 Federal Plaza. It is the most ordinary office in New York City. All together, no body is hiding. Which means we don't have to do much to be seen, except show up.
NEW PROBLEMS vol. 1. CHRIST HAS NO BEARD NOW BUT OURS act 5. chapter 3.
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