Apparently, this meek bohemian has managed to get herself embroiled in controversy with a bunch of smelly guys (not that I have actually smelled any of them, save one and not in quite some time, but their kind tend to be that way). Not that I mind so much; I'm rather honored to be included. However, I felt the need (as a Southern lady) to defend my honor and give proof that I am not anti-emergent. Case in point, quality time spent with Brian McLaren at last year's Sojourners conference:
Here I am learning alongside Mr. Emergent himself...
(far right, bald head)
...and here I am learning from the Postmodern One
last, but potentially most important, here I am following B-Mac through torrential downpours in our nation's capital as we traversed the wilds of the D.C. transit system...
and lest you think I'm exaggerating the torrential-ness of the downpour:
1 comment:
wow...posting pictures of yourself and maclaren. shameless AND genius. el mol himself is no stranger to that technique.
hey if nothing else, at least i'm glad i know how to get linked on your blog now
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