June 9, 2006--I am remodeling my website. Some of you enjoy The Order of the Poor. I am leaving this one here now, and will either add the others, or maybe make a whole comic book that you can order--stay tuned. I'm leaving the original "intro" here.

Nov. 19, 2005--Yesterday, I did something I usually don't do. I helped out and attended a parish luncheon/lecture from our Bishop. I messed up terribly. Not only did I knock over a bunch of silverware, had to keep running outside to "stim", but, I ended up walking out--my sketch paper flying everywhere--and crying loudly (wailing) in our Chapel across the street from the parish hall. I guess my nerves were totally gone.

What "set me off" was one too many times of hearing about "the poor" (of which, I am allegedly one). This was AFTER a long talk on Unity, no divisions. Here is one thing I wrote: "American Christianity has become guilt-ridden, and, rightly so, we HAVE been guilty. But, when you (or anyone) talks about the taking care of "the poor", it makes it sound like "the poor" our OUTSIDE the Church, or, at the very least OUTSIDERS within the Church. Shouldn't we rather, instead simply teach how to take care of each other? ALL of us?...Personally, when people say things like that, it makes it sound like Church people will not be poor, and enhances my separation by class form other Church members."

To help me keep my sanity...and from dying of the embarassing realization that I walked out on the Bishop....I spent today drawing this rough comic. Of course, I usually do appreciate "treats", even if they are "leftovers". What I left out of this comic is that, when I got home yesterday, I opened a note from a Darling Parishioner giving me a request for one of the my volunteer jobs, with a backhanded compliment...hoping I will accomodate her because of it...this didn't improve my disposition any. I know, pray, forgive, move on, love, care, peace.....poor church mice.....all of us.



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