PGA (Post-General Assembly)

I've just returned from five days in Fort Worth, Texas, the General Assembly of the Christian Church (Disciples of Christ). In honor of our too-long parenthetical denominational name, I'll be sure to include lots of parentheses in this post (sorry if that's annoying). Aside from the day I was a walking zombie having stayed up all night finishing Harry Potter (P.S.A.: Staying up all night while pregnant is like writing an invitation - in calligraphy - to morning sickness: Dear Morning Sickness, Please come and visit tomorrow. Feel free to bring severe nausea, and maybe a side dish of Inability To Hold Down Food. Abject fatigue will be provided. No R.S.V.P. necessary.), Assembly was pretty great. Our General Minister and President, Sharon Watkins, continues to lead with wisdom, charisma, and authenticity (charisma and authenticity are often mutually exclusive qualities, but she's got them both). Some important sense-of-the-Assembly resolutions regarding immigration, health care, and the War in Iraq were passed (and will be summarily passed over by the government, but whatever. We tried.).

Highlights included hanging out with Disciple friends, attending a Martha Grace Reese workshop (the first one I attended, not the second- the descriptions led me to believe that the second one was going to be a "part two" kind of thing, but this was not the case. It was identical to the first one, but I didn't figure that out until it was too rude to leave the first row.), and attending the North American Pacific Asian Disciple dinner. Those folks just knew how to have a good time. The meal was blessed (blessedly briefly) in ten different languages, and the meal itself was sushi (be still my heart!). What's more, I finally got to meet Rita Nakashima Brock, the radical feminist theologian whose book (along with Rebecca Walker), Proverbs of Ashes, totally made me want to go to seminary. I absolutely gushed over her.

After being a member of the Christian Church (Disciples of Christ) for a little over five years, I'm more glad than ever that I landed where I did. I belong (amen).

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