Back from Hutchmoot I am. Back from from the moot. I’ve been to Hutchmoot twice and each time I come back new. Different. Who knows what I’m becoming? (There’s an obvious answer to that, I guess, but the answer isn’t me). The voices (of fear, discouragement, of […]
Well, the Hutchmoot is over. That perfect doxology echoed in the Church of the Redeemer ending the weekend and the little taste of heaven that it was. Hutchmoot was community, beauty and vulnerability. God smiling on us, encouraging all of our tiny (and not so tiny) stuff. Excellent books, spectacular […]