for all interested moms:

9:30am to 1pm.
make a morning of it; bring lunch!

June 10, 17, 24: Adventure Playground
CPW and 69th or 67th/Tavern on the Green
Bathrooms at Le Pain Quotidien

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July 1, 8, 15, 22, 29: River Run Playground
83rd and Riverside
Bathrooms available

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August 5, 12, 19, 26: Hippo Playground
91st and Riverside
Bathrooms available

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overheard

28 . November . 2012

“Genius is knowing who to ask.”
– David Plant

#welovedavidplant

the twin sisters of the psalms

2 . November . 2012

my opening notes for
west side women
bible study this morning,

‘The first language of the church in a
deeply broken world is not strategy, but prayer.

‘We are called to learn the anguished cry of lament.

‘Lament is the cry of Martin Luther King Jr from his
kitchen table in Montgomery after hearing yet another death threat,
“Lord I’m down here trying to do what is right…But Lord
I must confess that I’m weak now, I’m faltering, I’m losing my courage.
Now I am afraid. I’m at the end of my powers. I have nothing left.
I’ve come to the point where I can’t face it alone’

‘It wasn’t a cry of isolation but rather a tradition King
had learned from generations of African American families
who were literally torn apart by slavery. The cry of lament had
been passed down to him in the music of the Christian spiritual,

‘sometimes I feel like a motherless child, a long way from home.
sometimes I feel like I’m almost gone, a long way form home.’

‘Lament is the cry of the psalmist of Israel in exile who,
feeling abandoned by God, demanded, ‘Where are you Lord?’
or the psalmists who were bothered by God’s remarkably bad sense of timing,
‘Why are you taking so long? The poor are being crushed.
The wicked are winning. Don’t you see it?”

‘The twin sisters of Psalms are prayers of praise and lament.
They are always walking hand in hand,
sometimes singing, sometimes crying.

‘Lament is not despair, it is not whining. It is a cry into a void.
Lament is a cry directed to God. It is the cry of those who week
the truth of the world’s deep wounds and the cost of seeking peace.
It is the prayer of those who are deeply disturbed by the way things are.
We are enjoined to learn and see and feel what the psalmists see and feel
and to join our prayers with theirs.

‘The journey of reconciliation is grounded in the practice of lament.’

-Emmanuel Katongole & Chris Rice, reconciling all things

so grateful for the women gathered
and the prayers & candor shared.

to God be the glory.

pastoral words

27 . October . 2012

careful, helpful words from david bisgrove:

Dear Friends,
 
By now you have heard of the terrible tragedy that occurred on Thursday night on the UWS.  Like you, Alice and I have wrestled with a range of emotions since we learned what happened, and our hearts are broken for the parents of the murdered children. I am writing this note to help us collectively process and support one another in light of what has happened in our neighborhood.  In caring for one another and dealing with our own shock and grief, there are several ways in which we can respond as a Christian community:
 
We can pray (Eph. 6:18).  At times like this where words fail me, I rely on the most honest definition of prayer I know, which is laying our helplessness before God.  Pray for the parents and extended family. Pray also for those in the school community and surrounding neighborhood who are dealing with the shock and grief of this tragedy.  Pray against the evil that led to this tragedy, that God would protect our community from fear and despair in our response to such evil. 
 
We can grieve.  Our grief reminds us that we ‘wrestle not against flesh and blood’ (Eph. 6:12).  It allows us to identify with our suffering neighbors who have lost so much.  We mourn with those who mourn (Romans 15:15) in order to, in some small way, enter into their pain.
 
We can hope.  There is always a danger that grief can turn into despair and paralyzing fear.  The antidote for that is the hope of the resurrection. We must remind ourselves in our conversations with one another that ‘death has been swallowed up in victory’ (I Cor. 15:54).  And as we remind one another of the reality that God will one day wipe away every tear, we can help our neighbors with the message of hope.  
 
In other words, we can love.  The hope of the resurrection means our ‘labor is not in vain’ (I Cor 15:58).  This doesn’t mean that we have all the answers, or that we understand what happened that night.  But the hope that we have in the resurrection that we will live eternally in the presence of God allows the Body of Christ to live out the powerful and simple phrase of Jesus – ‘love your neighbor’ (Mark 12:31).   So comfort, listen to, weep with, share meals and other kindnesses, and offer hope to – your friends and neighbors – as together we seek to bind up our collective wounds in the healing love of Christ Jesus.
 
With shared grief,
 
David

West Side Congregation | Redeemer Presbyterian Church

new city catechism

10 . October . 2012

joint adult + children’s catechism?

sign. us. up!!
newcitycatechism.com – ipad app – free download

new birth portraits

5 . April . 2012

new birth portrait series.

a must see.
today or tomorrow, preferably.

ps –
if you get into a train car that
ends in a 3 or a 5 (car serial no.)

look up!

womens bible society
sweet ads


thanks, nate

also in AMNewYork on
the bottom of the gossip pg
each day this wk

pps –
most importantly:

my fav people were together.
i’m dying.
i’m teleporting myself
back through time (yesterday)
and across the continent (cali)


brit, lu, p + jules!

a 255w70 reunion!!

dying.
with love.

on gathering + welcome

28 . March . 2012


b’s playmobil as she
left it behind and
headed out the door
for school this morning


what hospitality.

1″ plastic hospitality,
as it were,
but sharing in the non-specific activities
that make up home + community
nonetheless.

i loved tim’s encouragement
as we begin to inhabit the new
w83rd space and make it home,
home is to be a place of

light
rest
shelter
warmth
harbor
food
love
comfort
peace
refreshment
joy.

philoxenia –
the love of stranger as
true hospitality.


a sunday snuggle


sometimes the w71/bway flowerman
gets it really right


to worship we go


c’s chrysler bldg print


getting absolutely blown away on our
walk home from la biblioteca.

q. is there a way to
feed my instagram stream
to my blog?

xo kj