Little Bit Broken

Alexandra Jump

  • Exhaling into death

    It occurred to me yesterday morning that I have been fearful of the role of full-time hospice chaplaincy for two main reasons. The first is that I thought I might get burnt out ministering mostly to folks who are actively… Continue reading

  • I am not a preacher

    Blizzard Well, not really. At least not yet, there is very little wind. Certainly not huge gusts that make the trees creak.  There is heavy wet snow  and walking home tonight was lovely in a surreal kind of way.  … Continue reading

  • Her Name is Mouse

    Last week was a bit of a downer.  Aggie, a recycled parsonage cat came to me when she was 8 and I was just starting seminary.   She kept me company through all the paper writings and theological readings.  In… Continue reading

  • they must have been good talkers

    I love, love, love the world of the internet when this stuff happens.   I got an email this morning from cousin John over in the UK about reading my post on Jump.  He then asked me if I knew… Continue reading

  • How do you tell a Mob Boss to quit smoking?

    I had a great conversation with Mum yesterday.  We were talking about politics and ethics and social justice. We talked about those that reach out to everybody and those that for what ever reason, push those that are different away.… Continue reading

  • Tell me why you fear him

    In 1986 I was a student in London and thought that it would be great fun to travel with a buddy I had met at school.  Susie Morgahni’s family was living in London after immigrating from Beirut.  The cause was… Continue reading

  • Hope showed up

    I called my friend Desirée yesterday to ask a solid favor from her.   Perhaps.  That was the pretense really.  I called her because I feel a need to hold my breath as this giant wave of discontent approaches and I… Continue reading

  • Now what?

    Master of Divinity Degree 4 units of Clinical Pastoral Education Now what? Breathe, just breathe.  Sleep in.  Needlepoint. Spin that wool. Knit really good yarn. Read what you want to read.  Write the way you like to write, as if… Continue reading

  • Hey Amy, do you remember that day?

    Hey Amy, I got the news the other day and I want to tell you how much I love you. Do you remember this day?  We all were taking a break from writing papers and it was one of those… Continue reading

  • Growing Edges

    I am at the dining room table with folders, cup of tea, scripture, a couple of pens and my music going. This seems to be a space where I can get the writing done.  The project this week is to… Continue reading