To follow Jesus (this hymn has been running through my head all morning!) and apply for the D.Min. Strangely enough, this decision was informed by a horrific experience getting to Columbia Seminary yesterday afternoon!

Right before taking off, I call the person I'm supposed to stay with in Atlanta and she is pretty sure she has strep. No problem, I think, I will just stay at the seminary. (Which is much more expensive than I thought, but that is part of the story.)

Two and a half freakin' hours later, after a long Marta ride to the wrong station (the one that the seminary guy told me to go to which HAD NO TAXIS AT ALL ANYWHERE IN THE VACINITY!!!), a dying cell phone and eventually another Marta ride back to the station I thought I should have gone to to begin with and a taxi ride in a station wagon old enough to be my mother by a driver with one arm (I'm not knocking the disabled, but it did cap off one hell of an afternoon when I had to throw my 40 pound suitcase in the back of said wagon myself) I finally got to the seminary and I thought:

It was really difficult to get here,
and expensive,
and their program, which is good, is also more expensive,
and I have this program that seems to want me in my backyard
and it's easy to get there
cheaper to stay there
more comfortable beds
my parents live in the city
W. has the time to watch A.
Ok, God, I'll apply.

So I sat down and wrote a rough outline for my paper then went to Taqueria del Sol and had more points than I needed to and a margherita that put me on my ass and went to bed at 9 pm central time.

Now the fun begins!

PS to ReverendMother - I'm doing the paper on the topic we've been pondering for several years (the identity thing). Is that ok???

Thank you, everyone, for your prayers.