of shalom and mexican food.

It’s reading week so I don’t have class “on the hill,” but I still have class at Harvard and CUME. So I slept in. Read and wrote a paper all day. Then went to class taught by the man who wrote the book. He is a great teacher and brilliant in his articulation of the church’s call to holism and seeking “shalom” which is an organizing principle of his life and teaching. He’s from the Bronx and always says how we must interact with “cul-chah” (read: culture). I love it. Also, I crave Mexican food 24/7 now. Literally. WTF? J says I always do in the wintertime. I have no idea why, do you?