The last post I did on this blog was pretty clear on what I was thinking. And to be quite honest, I agree with what I said then and I hold true to it now. That being said, it has gotten a whole lot worse. Not that it was unpredictable, but that it has happened so quickly really blows my mind.

So this week I thought about the White House ballroom that is estimated to cost 300 million bucks and supposedly with money raised by “private donors”. Let’s be realistic, the money that these donors are giving are going to get got by raising prices to us common folk. Not to be rhetorical, but “Let them eat cake! ” comes to mind. Not that Trump is going to be King… we had the No Kings day and nothing has changed, other than the insistence of the President that this is somehow a political issue. In essence it is a political issue in that he was elected to be president. Therefore you get what you ordered on the menu. In this case we can’t send it back to the kitchen.

I haven’t had a courage to read all of what I wrote on the blog. I know that there is a bunch of stuff mostly post seminary and after I started working more publicly I took down most of my media profiles and stopped writing. Now with changes in the air, I think that putting Jump Intuit back is a safety net and blogging is a way I can express myself authentically, something I cannot always do. Might get myself in trouble there. But there is Good Trouble, a concept of causing trouble for the good of all and coined by the late Congressman John Lewis. A couple of theologians came up with that notion as well; Bonhoeffer, Tillich and Dr. Martin Luther King. Not saying that I am anywhere close to these folks, but I set my compass true and sometimes that gets me in trouble.

Being dyslexic means that I need spell check, but I would not give up my brain for love nor money. It is a gift to have a brain that is not like the normals of the world. It is also a gift that I have come to find my genetic roots in a recent trip to Bury St. Edmonds. There the Magna Carta was signed and I found that many of my personality traits are purely JUMP!

The Magna Carta strikes such a chord as our democracy is being tested. And once when told “you are just like your father” was an insult, now I see what a gift it is. Thanks be to God that there are others like me. Thanks be that there is a history of our country being democratic. As I think back over what I have written, Gaza has been all but obliterated. The US is cutting food and medical benefits, we are under peril. My children often think me nuts to look beyond what is happening in the now and as I look back, unfortunately I was right.

Last thoughts on returning to be open and vulnerable in my writing. I will re-read what I have thought in the past, I will have the courage to see what remains and what has changed. I just won’t shut up.